Death is not the opposite of life, it is belief that is the very opposite and negation of life. The flow of life is always notwithstanding our knowing or not knowing. We kill our life in our beliefs and knowledge bundles.
We exhaust more and most of our years in knowing and believing, and least or never in ‘living our life’. The crescendo of living our life always lies in transcending and traversing beyond our attempted knowing or believing. Knowingly or unknowingly we postpone our life in our attempts to accumulate borrowed knowing or believing. Life in its full penetration and expression is always irrespective of and beyond our borrowed knowledge, experiences or beliefs.
Not that we don’t want knowledge and belief, but our life strives straight without even a small connection on our borrowed and accumulated knowledge and or belief. We do necessarily need know-how, certain belief in our mundane, routine world of utility and worldly survival. But the revival and living of our life force is always spontaneous, instant, and now. It doesn’t have even the tiniest taint of our borrowed knowledge or belief.
This existence moves, lives and functions with all thriving force and precision, not because there are scholarly dictionaries or encyclopaedias or accumulated data banks. For our manufactured or established utility world, we do need knowledge banks and beliefs. But the existence is the very instant non-split living paradigm of instant spontaneous wisdoms and actions. We can never copy or store it. Only dead things and corpses are stored or preserved. Living force and life as it is always transcends everything at one stroke or swing.
A vibrant morning mist there; birds are chirping with all actions; budding flowers shedding their fragrance amidst the whispering whistles of cool blowing breezes; tiny growing transparent green leaves and plants penetrating the lights there; withering falling floating expired dry leaves; flowing water and river; remote yet connected mountains and floating clouds up in the skies – are these not the wonders of wonders to our virgin naked eyes?
Yes, living is instant, believing is distant.
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