Narrow Path, Broad Walks

Narrow Path, Broad Walks


The mind is a cavern: it echoes in the frequency of your loudest thought.

There are two types of mindflow: minds that are awakened to the meaninglessness of Man-made labels and boundaries, and minds that are shackled by self-ward intelligence: saplings toiling to burst forth into the lightness of Being. Do not confuse intelligence with Wisdom or Compassion, the pillars of Enlightenment. Intelligence is what tells you homosapiens are divided into X amount of nations with Y amount of Z databits, but Wisdom and Compassion is what tells you all is Suffering and just shards of the same piece of mirror.

Some, professes Enlightenment, acting sufficiently intelligent enough to occur as such to those far deeper asleep, and yet, regarding matters of benevolence, compassion and wisdom, fail the very fundamental distinction of objective observation: that is, the ability to distinguish the parts of the Universe that is ultimately consummate with the Whole.

An Enlightened mind sees that all things under, above and within the Universe is intrinsically One. All is born of star-matter, and to star-matter we return. The capacity to see beyond the labels of skin colours, man-made geographical demarcations, time-woven divergence of geopolitical culture, of such infinite histories and infinite futures.

All dogma, all religions, all doctrines, all hate, all love, all rights and wrongs: creations of the shackled mind. Creations built from pieces of Others, coalescing into a single Self-Identity, filtered through the mind-prism of a non-existent experiential past. The Unenlightened is content to be angry, is content to feel angry and all that in between. They have relinquished control over the path of Enlightened. Everything is now, thus, wrong with the world, and never truly a cause for self-reflection. Someone is to blame, someone should had done it, someone is wrong, someone is not Me.

The accumulation of all that had passed, now sits all grandiose-like, on the canvas of the future, robbing the future of all possible space, for Love and Generosity of spirit. Spite and littleness of soul remains, as we filter our actions based on the trigger effects of juxtaposing what went wrong against what could now be. The future always seem wrong when viewed through the lenses of the past, and vice versus. Only viewing the Present as the Present can one be liberated.

The capacity to relinquish the clutches of intelligently-justified hate: the tools of the unenlightened. Such a potent tool, oft raging in the company of dreaming sycophants: bovines stroking bovine thoughts. It is alright to be angry and hateful if 1) there is herd consensus, 2) I can justify it. To be Enlightened requires no artful prose or intelligently argued hate: it only requires presentness of spirit, and bigness of compassion even inspite of justifiable anger. To be Enlightened requires the capacity to uncollapse localized events and blanket assumptions. To be Enlightened requires Empty and Meaningless. To be Enlightened requires Nothing.

So, with a bigness of Compassion so immense, yet covering no space: such a bigness that encompasses every single star-mote, every single star-speck, every single soul and moment of this Universe. By all means, pretend at enlightened compassion, but the real litmus test exist in the divergence of every single moment, down to the femto-moments of choosing the bigness of Wisdom and Compassion over the littleness and meanness of spirit.