Guest guest Posted March 10, 2006 Report Share Posted March 10, 2006 > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " > > <lastrain@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Why 'understanding' the so-caled 'unreality' > > > > of *sense of me* is so important? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The I-am is the only door into the dream of > > separation....and the > > only door back out. > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > Shazaam!! > > > > The I-am is the first lie. > > All the rest is just glitter stuck to it. > > > > > > Bill > > ....................................................... > > he he I like that. The first lie needs to be faced, > > Trying to face all the others simply multiply them. > > Patricia > > > > > Kill the root......and the tree dies. Have you *killed* the *root*, Toombaru? Or, are you only *speculating* about it? > > toombaru > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 10, 2006 Report Share Posted March 10, 2006 Nisargadatta , " Arvind " <adithya_comming wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Nisargadatta , " toombaru2006 " > > > <lastrain@> wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Why 'understanding' the so-caled 'unreality' > > > > > of *sense of me* is so important? > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > The I-am is the only door into the dream of > > > separation....and the > > > only door back out. > > > > > > > > > > > > toombaru > > > > > > > > > > Shazaam!! > > > > > > The I-am is the first lie. > > > All the rest is just glitter stuck to it. > > > > > > > > > Bill > > > ....................................................... > > > he he I like that. The first lie needs to be faced, > > > Trying to face all the others simply multiply them. > > > Patricia > > > > > > > > > > Kill the root......and the tree dies. > > > Have you *killed* the *root*, Toombaru? > > Or, are you only *speculating* about it? > > > > > > toombaru > > > In actuality there is no root.....no tree. There has come...............after underlining a thousand books.....sitting with almost as many sages.......... an understanding that is gradually percolating down through labyrinth of self......dissolving the edges........softening the heart........something that peeks out and smiles...that I no longer chase..........because it is known.......beyond any shadow of a doubt...................................... that it is my own original face....that is seen.......everywhere. These words come........play on the screen......almost without my intervention........ They come only in response to that which came through you. And I am grateful for that. Even as we speak........I look at the key board......watch these fingers moving......and that familiar dissolving begins. When I tell you that I love you ...............It is unspeakably true. toombaru Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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