"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."
~ Albert Camus ~
An invitation for a mystical trip in and beyond time, a message, poetically extended in the language of the heart…
“Solitude is independence. It had been my wish and with the years I had attained it. It was cold. Oh, cold enough! But it was also still, wonderfully still and vast like the cold stillness of space in which the stars revolve.”
"Everybody is afraid of being nobody. Only very rare and extraordinary people are not afraid of being nobody. A Gautam Buddha is needed to be a nobody. A nobody is not an ordinary phenomenon; it is one of the greatest experiences in life – that you are and still you are not, that you are just pure existence with no name, with no address, with no boundaries…neither a sinner nor a saint, neither inferior nor superior, just a silence. People are afraid because their whole personality will be gone; their name, their fame, their respectability, all will be gone; hence, the fear. But death is going to take them away from you anyway. Those who are wise allow these things to drop by themselves. Then nothing is left for death to take away. Then all fear disappears, because death cannot come to you; you don’t have anything for death.Death cannot kill a nobody. Once you feel your nobodiness you have become immortal. The experience of nobodiness is exactly the meaning of nirvana, of nothingness, of absolute undisturbed silence, with no ego, with no personality, with no hypocrisy – just this silence…and these insects singing in the night. You are here in a way, and still you are not. You are here because the old association with the body. But look within, and you are not. And this insight, where there is pure silence and pure isness, is your reality which death cannot destroy. This is your eternity, this is your immortality. Enjoy as much as you can moments of nobodiness. And it is such a simple, uncomplicated experience – because you are nobody; you have just to sink within yourself a little deeper. Your personality is only on the surface. Inside is only a vast sky – infinite. Once you taste it without fear, you would love to go back again and again into the experience. Whenever you will have time, you would like to dive deep into your nobodiness.When you are nobody you are a Gautam Buddha. When you are nobody you are the whole existence.There is nothing to fear. There is nothing to lose. And if you think anything is lost – your name, your respectability, your fame – they are worthless. They are playthings for children, not for mature people.It is time for you to be mature, it is time for you to be ripe, time for you, just to be. Two drunks are walking down the streets of London with nothing to do, as all the pubs have closed long ago. They come by a street light and both stop to stare at it. After a few moments, one of them mumbles, “Is not the moon beautiful tonight?” The other one turns to him in surprise, and says, “The moon? That is the sun you are looking at.”They argue for a while, and just as they have decided to get an opinion, another drunk come stumbling around the corner. One of the first drunks asks him, “Excuse me, is that the sun or the moon?” The drunk shrugs his shoulders, and says, “Sorry, I don’t know. I don’t live around here.” All your name, and all your fame, and all your degrees and qualifications, and your richness, and your respectability prestige, are nothing but different kinds of alcoholic beverages.Only one who is nobody is not drunk. Only one who is nobody is fully awake, fully alert. And in his alertness he gains the whole world; in his nobodiness the whole universe can disappear. It is so vast.Your somebodiness is so small. The more you are somebody, the more small you are. The more you are nobody, the bigger…. Be absolutely nobody, and you are one with the existence itself."
~ OSHO, The Razor’s Edge ~
The Freedom of Truth
“For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountaintop, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.”
~ Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet ~
© Dmitry Plotnikoff
In one salutation to thee, my God, let all my senses spread out and touch this world at thy feet.
Like a rain-cloud of July hung low with its burden of unshed showers let all my mind bend down at thy door in one salutation to thee.
Let all my songs gather together their diverse strains into a single current and flow to a sea of silence in one salutation to thee.
Like a flock of homesick cranes flying night and day back to their mountain nests let all my life take its voyage to its eternal home in one salutation to thee.
~ TAGORE ~
© Charles E. Nevols
“Every day we slaughter our finest impulses. That is why we get a heartache when we read those lines written by the hand of a master and recognize them as our own, as the tender shoots which we stifled because we lacked the faith to believe in our own powers, our own criterion of truth and beauty. Every man, when he gets quiet, when he becomes desperately honest with himself, is capable of uttering profound truths. We all derive from the same source. there is no mystery about the origin of things. We are all part of creation, all kings, all poets, all musicians; we have only to open up, only to discover what is already there.”
~ Henry Miller ~
© Charles E. Nevols
Some things are better left unsaid… Live in silence.
“I will no longer mutilate and destroy myself in order to find a secret behind the ruins.”
~ Hesse ~
© Sascha Huettenhain
Dulce Pontes ~ Nu