Guest guest Posted July 19, 2000 Report Share Posted July 19, 2000 Poem by a beloved friend, Jimmy Hurley, of the Tuesday in New York satsang gathering. In tonight's satsang, the concept of external objects was brought up, and Jimmy was spot-on with a poem he had written a few years ago. Love, --Greg ================== NO-THING'S THERE ================== There's an object standing in front of you or though it may appear. But if you stop to contemplate you'll find it is not there. For as you look, the seer sees a picture in your mind. A concept of a thing out there is all that you can find. I bet you'll say, "No, here it is," and pick it up to show -- but that's a feeling in your hand that's all you really know. "Wait a minute," I hear you say what trickery this ruse I can not bear to think these thoughts my mind I'm sure to lose. But as all things must come and go true comfort you will find. You're not your feelings, or your thoughts not your body or your mind. So don't be alarmed, I'll tell you why there's nothing you should fear you are the very consciousness in which all you know appears. -End- Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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