WHEN THE MANY MERGE IN THE ONE AND THE ONE SINKS IN THE MANY
Everything is ephemeral when viewed in isolation. It assumes continuity only when seen in totality, in integrated vision, in deeper insight, perception transcending limiting bonds, finite boundaries. There persistence of vision finds meaning beyond the fractured understanding of things and the inner intent of phenomenal appearance and disappearance is apprehended in a comprehension cohesive, a correlation that fits in all in a cosmic harmony. And if incongruity still dissatisfies the mind of man, he seeks solution in his fundamental findings within the recesses of his soul wherein is seated his divine Self. There he witnesses his own Self as the eternal seer of all this panoramic dream. There he himself dissolves and his Self remains, beating time and space, the eternal brooder in a luminous singular existential consciousness.
The many have now merged in the One and future fracturing is known to be only apparent and never real. Delusion is gone and with it sorrow. An integrated vision lasts forever of a solidarity of existence, unbreakable, undying, eternal and singular. The universe floats as the Hanging Gardens of Babylon on a rootless root that lies deep below where the eye reaches not, for all that is, sprout from this Self that is the ground of all this cosmic manifestation.
The soul dies to live in the Self as the tendencies are reduced to ashes and freedom affirmed once and for all. The bonds have dropped, bondage has been cast aside and the Self reigns supreme as the One that now on endures, if it so wills, its prismatic dispersion into embodied encapsulation for the liberation of those that struggle in ignorance.
The net has been sundered for one but the net holds the shoal of humanity swimming in this inner sea with exits everywhere, yet, with blind adherence to bondage these entrapped beings suffer their verbal voyage and only the one that has deciphered the the sound can career them unto freedom. The compassionate one sinks in this netted turbulence and extracts the willing ones unto safety even as others continue to play the dream. Thus it goes on as the Mother flies Her kites in the azure sky and lets loose a few when She wishes.
Written by Sugata Bose
Photo : courtesy, Moni Lahiri
Everything is ephemeral when viewed in isolation. It assumes continuity only when seen in totality, in integrated vision, in deeper insight, perception transcending limiting bonds, finite boundaries. There persistence of vision finds meaning beyond the fractured understanding of things and the inner intent of phenomenal appearance and disappearance is apprehended in a comprehension cohesive, a correlation that fits in all in a cosmic harmony. And if incongruity still dissatisfies the mind of man, he seeks solution in his fundamental findings within the recesses of his soul wherein is seated his divine Self. There he witnesses his own Self as the eternal seer of all this panoramic dream. There he himself dissolves and his Self remains, beating time and space, the eternal brooder in a luminous singular existential consciousness.
The many have now merged in the One and future fracturing is known to be only apparent and never real. Delusion is gone and with it sorrow. An integrated vision lasts forever of a solidarity of existence, unbreakable, undying, eternal and singular. The universe floats as the Hanging Gardens of Babylon on a rootless root that lies deep below where the eye reaches not, for all that is, sprout from this Self that is the ground of all this cosmic manifestation.
The soul dies to live in the Self as the tendencies are reduced to ashes and freedom affirmed once and for all. The bonds have dropped, bondage has been cast aside and the Self reigns supreme as the One that now on endures, if it so wills, its prismatic dispersion into embodied encapsulation for the liberation of those that struggle in ignorance.
The net has been sundered for one but the net holds the shoal of humanity swimming in this inner sea with exits everywhere, yet, with blind adherence to bondage these entrapped beings suffer their verbal voyage and only the one that has deciphered the the sound can career them unto freedom. The compassionate one sinks in this netted turbulence and extracts the willing ones unto safety even as others continue to play the dream. Thus it goes on as the Mother flies Her kites in the azure sky and lets loose a few when She wishes.
Written by Sugata Bose
Photo : courtesy, Moni Lahiri
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