Krishnamurti's Notebook - July 23rd 1961

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Krishnamurti's Notebook - July 23rd 1961 (Gstaad)Woke up early this morning with an enormous sense of power, beautyand incorruptibility. It was not something that had happened, an experiencethat was past and one woke up to remember it as in a dream, but somethingthat was actually taking place. One was aware of something utterlyincorruptible, in which nothing could possibly exist that could become corrupt, deteriorate.It was too immense for the brain to grasp, to remember; it could only register,mechanically, that there is such a "state" of incorruption.Experiencing such a stateis vastly important; it was there, limitless, untouchable, impenetrable. Because of its incorruptibility, there was in it beauty. Not thebeauty that fades nor something put together by the hand of man, nor the evil with itsbeauty. One felt that in its presence all essence exists and so it was sacred. It was alife in which nothing could perish. Death is incorruptible but man makes of it a corruptionas, for him, life is. With it all, there was that sense of power, strength as solid asthat mountain which nothing could shatter, which no sacrifice, prayer, virtue could evertouch. It was there, immense, which no wave of thought could corrupt, a thing remembered.It was there and the eyes, the breath were of it. Time, laziness, corrupts. It must have gone on for a certainperiod. Dawn was just coming and there was dew on the car outside and on the grass. The sunwasn't up yet but the sharp snow peak was clear in the grey-blue sky; it was anenchanting morning, with not a cloud. But it wouldn't last, it was too lovely. Why should all this happen to us? No explanation is good enough,though one can invent a dozen. But certain things are fairly clear.1. One must be wholly "indifferent" to it coming and going.

2. There must be no desire to continue the experience or to store itaway in memory.3. There must be a certain physical sensitivity, a certainindifference to comfort.4. There must be self-critical humourous approach.But even if one had all these, by chance, not through deliberatecultivation and humility, even then, they are not enough. Something totally different isnecessary or nothing is necessary. It must come and you can never go after it, do what youwill. You can also add love to the list but it is beyond love. One thing is certain, thebrain can never comprehend it nor can it contain it. Blessed is he to whom it is given.And you can add also a still, quiet brain.~~~ Krishnamurti's Notebook