There is a depth to silence that is frightening in a way. I think rather than the fear of death, there is a fear of nothingness... of being nothing. In nothingness, however, the greatest joy is felt. When one is stunned to stillness, silence, something else breaks open... some unknown part beyond the mind. It has been called many things, consciousness, awareness, knowingness, yada, yada, yada... but in actually, when one is there, there is no doubt... it is simply All. It contains everything that is or can be.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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