We Must Not Wait For

This Life Of Yours Which You Are Living Is Not Merely A Piece Of This Entire Existence, But In A Certain Sense The Whole... Thus You Can Throw Yourself Flat On The Ground, Stretched Out Upon Mother Earth, With The Certain Conviction That You Are One With Her And She With You.

Thus You Can Throw Yourself Flat On The Ground, Stretched Out Upon Mother Earth, With The Certain Conviction That You Are One With Her And She With You. You Are As Firmly Established, As Invulnerable As She, Indeed A Thousand Times Firmer And More Invulnerable. As Surely As She Will Engulf You Tomorrow, So Surely Will She Bring You Forth Anew To The New Striving And Suffering. And Not Merely "some Day." Now, Today, Every Day She Is Bringing You Forth, Not Once But Thousands Upon Thousands Of Times, Just As Every Day She Engulfs You A Thousand Times Over.

No Self Is Of Itself Alone. It Has A Long Chain Of Intellectual Ancestors. The "i" Is Chained To Ancestry By Many Factors ... This Is Not Mere Allegory, But An Eternal Memory.

There Is No Kind Of Framework Within Which We Can Find Consciousness In The Plural; This Is Simply Something We Construct Because Of The Temporal Plurality Of Individuals, But It Is A False Construction... The Only Solution To This Conflict Insofar As Any Is Available To Us At All Lies In The Ancient Wisdom Of The Upanishad.

Matter And Energy Seem Granular In Structure, And So Does “life”, But Not So Mind.