"I
have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning
the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North
Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever
Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy,
inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our
true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright
forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the
silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the
lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud
innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast
awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were
never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with
the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves
everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into
everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to
be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at
mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like
empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away?
Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one
universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will
never crumble away because it was never born." - Jack Kerouac1/09/2015
Never born
"I
have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning
the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North
Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever
Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy,
inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our
true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright
forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the
silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the
lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud
innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast
awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were
never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with
the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves
everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into
everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to
be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at
mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like
empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away?
Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one
universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will
never crumble away because it was never born." - Jack Kerouac