"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 ways of
cloudy 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, or one universal
Self. Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes through
everything, is one thing.
It’s a dream already ended.
There’s nothing 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 one vast awakening, empty and awake, will never crumble
away; because it was never born. The world you see is just a movie
in your mind.”
Jack Kerouac’s Letter to his Former-Wife