The Space Between

There is a universe of life. A universe overlooked by most and seen by few. Thoreau once said that the inner world is equally as vast as the outer world and that they are both infinite (re-read June 2009, "Mathematical genus"). You will not find it in books or the knowledge obtained from reading. It is not in any lecture, job, past time, recreation, belief or thought. It is not in any typical action, nor is it in the confining of one's movements. It lies only in the space between thoughts. People are so top heavy in logic that they fail to see it, but it is there. Most, will live their entire life and overlook it. Those not afraid to slow down, consciously, have a greater chance of illumination from these limitless spaces. The only anecdote is the desire to understand something you know nothing about yet, has everything to do with you. The innocent willingness to take off the mask and face your illusions of current events and lower desires. It is too difficult for most because it will require change and most are too lazy for that. It is not conventional, is your conventionalism working for you? There are many who have seen this vastness of newness, men like Christ, Thoreau, Emerson, J. Krishnamurti, George Fox, Vernon Howard and countless others. The one common theme to what they lived, learned and left was that man is asleep, that he is, basically, evil and that nothing can exist for him unless he is consciously aware of it. Take anyone of them and study their teachings and then make your own path. I, personally, desire to know everything about everything they spoke of. Truth and the parallelism of truth will answer any doubts you may have in their validity. I can ill afford to limit myself with thought and thought alone. The desire to know and the desire to know how must be the aim. The experimentation of the space of life between thought and between logic constitutes a mind power which rises above all thought and conventional wisdom and exists in a place of greater understanding of the intricacies you call you. Are you aware of the room that you are in right now or are you so tunneled visioned in this reading that you do not hear the blue jay outside your window or the clock ticking on your wall? We may be on to something here. blessings, r