Guest guest Posted January 29, 2006 Report Share Posted January 29, 2006 In a message dated 1/28/2006 11:12:20 PM Pacific Standard Time, binduau writes: > The Dissolution > > I am the one who has disappeared > What will you tell me now - > More - upon finding me > Who will you say I am? > L.E: To you who has disappeared, I salute your masterpiece. A grand poem of vast dimension. Very deep into the inner life of self-realization. Good job! Thank you for such a great effort to share. Larry Epston www.epston.com Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 29, 2006 Report Share Posted January 29, 2006 The Dissolution I am the one who has disappeared What will you tell me now - More - upon finding me Who will you say I am? Having found me, you too have disappeared Who will say who I am? Unknown by the unknown - Where can I be refuted or described As not existing by who? Where and when is the world hidden in myself when I have disappeared - that world is not myself but is the effect of me. I the non-existent one Transcend that world - which comes into being within my non-existence; I - the one full of space. That trillion Cosmos - Those infinite effects - flash Reflections they are of effect of the one who has disappeared. Like countless flames! Flames burn up the emptiness of non-existence Yet they are effects of that which they burn - Such is the infinite eternal non-existent. I - the never born - seen by none Known only of myself - Enliven the rays of existence Which flash forth as the effect of me. Such knowing as that dissolves the very Cosmos. Within that consciousness there is neither night nor day Those days are effected - projected into existence By the light of stars. Stars, light, fire light, sun light - The light of the presence of this or that Very perception of light - lit up! Only by the non-existent omnipotent one who has disappeared. All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire Exists by reference to me; That which moves - those waves - Countless all - exist. But the raindrops exist not - If I - the one who has disappeared had not consciousness; neither the flames - nor the waves nor color, nor light- but for I. So then - all this then - Time extends and the aeons pass Because they are the effect of my non-exiistence There is thus the Cosmos & countless being-incarnate. Omnipresent in that or this lies non-existence. Un-transcended on the shoulders of space rides time That gargoyle of death! I - the non-existent one Fill that void with not I And dreams arise As does the Cosmos Because of not I. Dreams of Self - dreams of form Dreams of being - dreams of men But dream itself - what is that? And what is the universe - Which seems real. Dream is nothing but time It is change - it is impermanence; Dream is the not real. Just as the dream ends and changes So does death come - along with decay and change & time moves on! Trying to express, trying to become, I - the Non-existent One who has disappeared; That Cosmos exists because of that- because of me. So then they that would realize me Release that Cosmos they too disappear - They become Not - existing before existence - Becoming after existence- I - The One Who Has Disappeared! That God, that distilled Nada Swallows up all this! That Time disappears there Such that neither duration - nor length - nor breadth Sans-dimension - I exist! I the bird of truth - beyond existence Rip out the guts of that Gargoyle Time - Devouring Maya's Creation Her being no more Is! That mind though continues there - In that dream creating dimension; That which I once was - Extended once by Will now retracted Resides now unmanifest there. Remaining nothing non-different That potent Will unmanifest I have become the effect of nothing Unaffected Will, unknown by effect in dimension. These, those, that I stand as the support of dimension But beyond that I appear not; I of form unknown - A single Om unending - Or a hand - the sky Or perhaps that flower. A sacred Nada rising The rays of that sun expanding A metamorphosis of sound Reflecting notes of Being clashing Mutating the form of the formless A single syllable, matrka there birthing The root of the world. The boddhi tree springs up! Builder of hierarchy arising That shining of nothing nurtured Such is the birth of knowing; A chip from the block - torn off! My virgin-nothing disappears from view. Uncomprehending no-One there I am full of eternal infinity Known now - not then Residing in absolute - Neither is there Samadhi. Who is there? - Not I! I Samadhi - I! Don't know. Samadhi-eternal resides in me. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 29, 2006 Report Share Posted January 29, 2006 this is magnificent Bindu thank you. did you write it? - bindu Nisargadatta Sunday, January 29, 2006 2:08 AM The Dissolution The Dissolution I am the one who has disappeared What will you tell me now - More - upon finding me Who will you say I am? Having found me, you too have disappeared Who will say who I am? Unknown by the unknown - Where can I be refuted or described As not existing by who? Where and when is the world hidden in myself when I have disappeared - that world is not myself but is the effect of me. I the non-existent one Transcend that world - which comes into being within my non-existence; I - the one full of space. That trillion Cosmos - Those infinite effects - flash Reflections they are of effect of the one who has disappeared. Like countless flames! Flames burn up the emptiness of non-existence Yet they are effects of that which they burn - Such is the infinite eternal non-existent. I - the never born - seen by none Known only of myself - Enliven the rays of existence Which flash forth as the effect of me. Such knowing as that dissolves the very Cosmos. Within that consciousness there is neither night nor day Those days are effected - projected into existence By the light of stars. Stars, light, fire light, sun light - The light of the presence of this or that Very perception of light - lit up! Only by the non-existent omnipotent one who has disappeared. All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire Exists by reference to me; That which moves - those waves - Countless all - exist. But the raindrops exist not - If I - the one who has disappeared had not consciousness; neither the flames - nor the waves nor color, nor light- but for I. So then - all this then - Time extends and the aeons pass Because they are the effect of my non-exiistence There is thus the Cosmos & countless being-incarnate. Omnipresent in that or this lies non-existence. Un-transcended on the shoulders of space rides time That gargoyle of death! I - the non-existent one Fill that void with not I And dreams arise As does the Cosmos Because of not I. Dreams of Self - dreams of form Dreams of being - dreams of men But dream itself - what is that? And what is the universe - Which seems real. Dream is nothing but time It is change - it is impermanence; Dream is the not real. Just as the dream ends and changes So does death come - along with decay and change & time moves on! Trying to express, trying to become, I - the Non-existent One who has disappeared; That Cosmos exists because of that- because of me. So then they that would realize me Release that Cosmos they too disappear - They become Not - existing before existence - Becoming after existence- I - The One Who Has Disappeared! That God, that distilled Nada Swallows up all this! That Time disappears there Such that neither duration - nor length - nor breadth Sans-dimension - I exist! I the bird of truth - beyond existence Rip out the guts of that Gargoyle Time - Devouring Maya's Creation Her being no more Is! That mind though continues there - In that dream creating dimension; That which I once was - Extended once by Will now retracted Resides now unmanifest there. Remaining nothing non-different That potent Will unmanifest I have become the effect of nothing Unaffected Will, unknown by effect in dimension. These, those, that I stand as the support of dimension But beyond that I appear not; I of form unknown - A single Om unending - Or a hand - the sky Or perhaps that flower. A sacred Nada rising The rays of that sun expanding A metamorphosis of sound Reflecting notes of Being clashing Mutating the form of the formless A single syllable, matrka there birthing The root of the world. The boddhi tree springs up! Builder of hierarchy arising That shining of nothing nurtured Such is the birth of knowing; A chip from the block - torn off! My virgin-nothing disappears from view. Uncomprehending no-One there I am full of eternal infinity Known now - not then Residing in absolute - Neither is there Samadhi. Who is there? - Not I! I Samadhi - I! Don't know. Samadhi-eternal resides in me. ** If you do not wish to receive individual emails, to change your subscription, sign in with your ID and go to Edit My Groups: /mygroups?edit=1 Under the Message Delivery option, choose " No Email " for the Nisargadatta group and click on Save Changes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 29, 2006 Report Share Posted January 29, 2006 Thanks -- Bindu for sharing this poem! The no-me is still at awe! I'm reading over and over! ~nome~ P.S: The full name is: Bounthanom Munxayaphom Boun-tha-nom Mun-xay-a-phom, The Messiah. The full name literally means: the Divine or Bliss Cherishing the Infinite Glories of Supreme God). Ignore the fancy phrases...! Whatever it is, who cares! Just call me 'nome' for short! Ex-novice, Buddhism (Theravadin) Birthplace: Vientiane, Laos Now: in Oxford, MS Age: 29 Always, single as, the self Or as in the Singularity, the no-two Better yet, the no-me Cheers! http://nomezone.com ....just started... bindu <binduau wrote: The Dissolution I am the one who has disappeared What will you tell me now - More - upon finding me Who will you say I am? Having found me, you too have disappeared Who will say who I am? Unknown by the unknown - Where can I be refuted or described As not existing by who? Where and when is the world hidden in myself when I have disappeared - that world is not myself but is the effect of me. I the non-existent one Transcend that world - which comes into being within my non-existence; I - the one full of space. That trillion Cosmos - Those infinite effects - flash Reflections they are of effect of the one who has disappeared. Like countless flames! Flames burn up the emptiness of non-existence Yet they are effects of that which they burn - Such is the infinite eternal non-existent. I - the never born - seen by none Known only of myself - Enliven the rays of existence Which flash forth as the effect of me. Such knowing as that dissolves the very Cosmos. Within that consciousness there is neither night nor day Those days are effected - projected into existence By the light of stars. Stars, light, fire light, sun light - The light of the presence of this or that Very perception of light - lit up! Only by the non-existent omnipotent one who has disappeared. All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire Exists by reference to me; That which moves - those waves - Countless all - exist. But the raindrops exist not - If I - the one who has disappeared had not consciousness; neither the flames - nor the waves nor color, nor light- but for I. So then - all this then - Time extends and the aeons pass Because they are the effect of my non-exiistence There is thus the Cosmos & countless being-incarnate. Omnipresent in that or this lies non-existence. Un-transcended on the shoulders of space rides time That gargoyle of death! I - the non-existent one Fill that void with not I And dreams arise As does the Cosmos Because of not I. Dreams of Self - dreams of form Dreams of being - dreams of men But dream itself - what is that? And what is the universe - Which seems real. Dream is nothing but time It is change - it is impermanence; Dream is the not real. Just as the dream ends and changes So does death come - along with decay and change & time moves on! Trying to express, trying to become, I - the Non-existent One who has disappeared; That Cosmos exists because of that- because of me. So then they that would realize me Release that Cosmos they too disappear - They become Not - existing before existence - Becoming after existence- I - The One Who Has Disappeared! That God, that distilled Nada Swallows up all this! That Time disappears there Such that neither duration - nor length - nor breadth Sans-dimension - I exist! I the bird of truth - beyond existence Rip out the guts of that Gargoyle Time - Devouring Maya's Creation Her being no more Is! That mind though continues there - In that dream creating dimension; That which I once was - Extended once by Will now retracted Resides now unmanifest there. Remaining nothing non-different That potent Will unmanifest I have become the effect of nothing Unaffected Will, unknown by effect in dimension. These, those, that I stand as the support of dimension But beyond that I appear not; I of form unknown - A single Om unending - Or a hand - the sky Or perhaps that flower. A sacred Nada rising The rays of that sun expanding A metamorphosis of sound Reflecting notes of Being clashing Mutating the form of the formless A single syllable, matrka there birthing The root of the world. The boddhi tree springs up! Builder of hierarchy arising That shining of nothing nurtured Such is the birth of knowing; A chip from the block - torn off! My virgin-nothing disappears from view. Uncomprehending no-One there I am full of eternal infinity Known now - not then Residing in absolute - Neither is there Samadhi. Who is there? - Not I! I Samadhi - I! Don't know. Samadhi-eternal resides in me. ** If you do not wish to receive individual emails, to change your subscription, sign in with your ID and go to Edit My Groups: /mygroups?edit=1 Under the Message Delivery option, choose " No Email " for the Nisargadatta group and click on Save Changes. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 30, 2006 Report Share Posted January 30, 2006 re: " Samadhi-eternal resides in me. " Why the constraint? Why the qualification? Why anything anywhere? Why any sense of " container " whatsover? There is no " substance " , yes? There is no " nature " , yes? But what about " life " ? Do we say, " There is no 'life'? " No. Your poem is full of relationships. > All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire > Exists by reference to me; ....relationship [and what is this " me " ?] > Fill that void with not I ....relationship Lots of notion of relationship in the poem. But where is there *life* in the poem? The poem is like a discovery about emptiness, and a realization that all is emptiness, emptiness within emptiness within emptiness etc. and there is a " towering emptiness " that all the other emptinesses are within. That's the poem in a nutshell, as I see it. Did I miss something? Bill Nisargadatta , " bindu " <binduau> wrote: > > The Dissolution > > I am the one who has disappeared > What will you tell me now - > More - upon finding me > Who will you say I am? > > Having found me, you too have disappeared > Who will say who I am? > Unknown by the unknown - > Where can I be refuted or described > As not existing by who? > > Where and when is the world hidden > in myself when I have disappeared - > that world is not myself > but is the effect of me. > > I the non-existent one > Transcend that world - > which comes into being within my non-existence; > I - the one full of space. > > That trillion Cosmos - > Those infinite effects - flash > Reflections they are of effect > of the one who has disappeared. > Like countless flames! > > Flames burn up the emptiness of non-existence > Yet they are effects of that which they burn - > Such is the infinite eternal non-existent. > > I - the never born - seen by none > Known only of myself - > Enliven the rays of existence > Which flash forth as the effect of me. > > Such knowing as that dissolves the very Cosmos. > Within that consciousness there is neither night nor day > Those days are effected - projected into existence > By the light of stars. > > Stars, light, fire light, sun light - > The light of the presence of this or that > Very perception of light - lit up! > Only by the non-existent omnipotent one > who has disappeared. > > All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire > Exists by reference to me; > That which moves - those waves - > Countless all - exist. > > But the raindrops exist not - > If I - the one who has disappeared > had not consciousness; > neither the flames - nor the waves > nor color, nor light- but for I. > > So then - all this then - > Time extends and the aeons pass > Because they are the effect of my non-exiistence > There is thus the Cosmos & countless being-incarnate. > > Omnipresent in that or this lies non-existence. > Un-transcended on the shoulders of space rides time > That gargoyle of death! > > I - the non-existent one > Fill that void with not I > And dreams arise > As does the Cosmos > Because of not I. > > Dreams of Self - dreams of form > Dreams of being - dreams of men > But dream itself - what is that? > And what is the universe - > Which seems real. > > Dream is nothing but time > It is change - it is impermanence; > Dream is the not real. > Just as the dream ends and changes > So does death come - along with decay > and change & time moves on! > > Trying to express, trying to become, > I - the Non-existent One who has disappeared; > That Cosmos exists because of that- because of me. > > So then they that would realize me > Release that Cosmos they too disappear - > They become Not - existing before existence - > Becoming after existence- > I - The One Who Has Disappeared! > > That God, that distilled Nada > Swallows up all this! > That Time disappears there > Such that neither duration - nor length - nor breadth > Sans-dimension - I exist! > > I the bird of truth - beyond existence > Rip out the guts of that Gargoyle Time - > Devouring Maya's Creation > Her being no more Is! > > That mind though continues there - > In that dream creating dimension; > That which I once was - > Extended once by Will now retracted > Resides now unmanifest there. > > Remaining nothing non-different > That potent Will unmanifest > I have become the effect of nothing > Unaffected Will, unknown by effect in dimension. > > These, those, that I stand as the support of dimension > But beyond that I appear not; > I of form unknown - > A single Om unending - > Or a hand - the sky > Or perhaps that flower. > > A sacred Nada rising > The rays of that sun expanding > A metamorphosis of sound > Reflecting notes of Being clashing > Mutating the form of the formless > A single syllable, matrka there birthing > The root of the world. > > The boddhi tree springs up! > Builder of hierarchy arising > That shining of nothing nurtured > Such is the birth of knowing; > A chip from the block - torn off! > My virgin-nothing disappears from view. > > Uncomprehending no-One there > I am full of eternal infinity > Known now - not then > Residing in absolute - > Neither is there Samadhi. > > Who is there? - Not I! > I Samadhi - I! Don't know. > Samadhi-eternal resides in me. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 20, 2006 Report Share Posted September 20, 2006 Yes Nisargadatta , " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u wrote: > > this is magnificent Bindu > > thank you. > > did you write it? > - > bindu > Nisargadatta > Sunday, January 29, 2006 2:08 AM > The Dissolution > > > The Dissolution > > I am the one who has disappeared > What will you tell me now - > More - upon finding me > Who will you say I am? > > Having found me, you too have disappeared > Who will say who I am? > Unknown by the unknown - > Where can I be refuted or described > As not existing by who? > > Where and when is the world hidden > in myself when I have disappeared - > that world is not myself > but is the effect of me. > > I the non-existent one > Transcend that world - > which comes into being within my non-existence; > I - the one full of space. > > That trillion Cosmos - > Those infinite effects - flash > Reflections they are of effect > of the one who has disappeared. > Like countless flames! > > Flames burn up the emptiness of non-existence > Yet they are effects of that which they burn - > Such is the infinite eternal non-existent. > > I - the never born - seen by none > Known only of myself - > Enliven the rays of existence > Which flash forth as the effect of me. > > Such knowing as that dissolves the very Cosmos. > Within that consciousness there is neither night nor day > Those days are effected - projected into existence > By the light of stars. > > Stars, light, fire light, sun light - > The light of the presence of this or that > Very perception of light - lit up! > Only by the non-existent omnipotent one > who has disappeared. > > All that - all this - the very Cosmos entire > Exists by reference to me; > That which moves - those waves - > Countless all - exist. > > But the raindrops exist not - > If I - the one who has disappeared > had not consciousness; > neither the flames - nor the waves > nor color, nor light- but for I. > > So then - all this then - > Time extends and the aeons pass > Because they are the effect of my non-exiistence > There is thus the Cosmos & countless being-incarnate. > > Omnipresent in that or this lies non-existence. > Un-transcended on the shoulders of space rides time > That gargoyle of death! > > I - the non-existent one > Fill that void with not I > And dreams arise > As does the Cosmos > Because of not I. > > Dreams of Self - dreams of form > Dreams of being - dreams of men > But dream itself - what is that? > And what is the universe - > Which seems real. > > Dream is nothing but time > It is change - it is impermanence; > Dream is the not real. > Just as the dream ends and changes > So does death come - along with decay > and change & time moves on! > > Trying to express, trying to become, > I - the Non-existent One who has disappeared; > That Cosmos exists because of that- because of me. > > So then they that would realize me > Release that Cosmos they too disappear - > They become Not - existing before existence - > Becoming after existence- > I - The One Who Has Disappeared! > > That God, that distilled Nada > Swallows up all this! > That Time disappears there > Such that neither duration - nor length - nor breadth > Sans-dimension - I exist! > > I the bird of truth - beyond existence > Rip out the guts of that Gargoyle Time - > Devouring Maya's Creation > Her being no more Is! > > That mind though continues there - > In that dream creating dimension; > That which I once was - > Extended once by Will now retracted > Resides now unmanifest there. > > Remaining nothing non-different > That potent Will unmanifest > I have become the effect of nothing > Unaffected Will, unknown by effect in dimension. > > These, those, that I stand as the support of dimension > But beyond that I appear not; > I of form unknown - > A single Om unending - > Or a hand - the sky > Or perhaps that flower. > > A sacred Nada rising > The rays of that sun expanding > A metamorphosis of sound > Reflecting notes of Being clashing > Mutating the form of the formless > A single syllable, matrka there birthing > The root of the world. > > The boddhi tree springs up! > Builder of hierarchy arising > That shining of nothing nurtured > Such is the birth of knowing; > A chip from the block - torn off! > My virgin-nothing disappears from view. > > Uncomprehending no-One there > I am full of eternal infinity > Known now - not then > Residing in absolute - > Neither is there Samadhi. > > Who is there? - Not I! > I Samadhi - I! Don't know. > Samadhi-eternal resides in me. ** > > If you do not wish to receive individual emails, to change your subscription, sign in with your ID and go to Edit My Groups: > > /mygroups?edit=1 > > Under the Message Delivery option, choose " No Email " for the Nisargadatta group and click on Save Changes. > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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