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In that undifferentiated reality of the Self there is eternal bliss. All the phantoms of existence fade away.
More to the point: the growing universe of the Nones - the new nonreligious - is one of the most spiritually vibrant and provocative spaces in modern life. It is not a world in which spiritual life is absent. It is a world that resists religious excesses and shallows.
And sometimes it's the very otherness of a stranger, someone who doesn't belong to our ethnic or ideological or religious group, an otherness that can repel us initially, but which can jerk us out of our habitual selfishness, and give us intonations of that sacred otherness, which is God.
Nothingness haunts Being.
[T]here are days when emptiness is spacious, and non-existence elevating.
Everyone is the other and no one is himself.
True emptiness is not empty, but contains all things. The mysterious and pregnant void creates and reflects all possibilities. From it arises our individuality, which can be discovered and developed, although never possessed or fixed.
Nothingness not being nothing, nothingness being emptiness.
There can be no place for self entirely
Emptiness is living chained by fear, fear of loss, of death. I say we break those chains. Break the chains of fear and you break the chains that bind us
The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired. Only after death, only in solitude, does a man's true nature emerge. In death, as on the chimney sweep's Saturday night, the soot gets washed from his body.
By simply attending to how we feel without trying to judge or change our feelings, we may notice that there's no real distinction between self and other. If it's a grey day inside, ... it's a grey day outside as well.
What are we when we are alone? Some, when they are alone, cease to exist.
The whole world appears to me like a huge vacuum, a vast empty space, whence nothing desirable, or at least satisfactory, can possibly be derived; and I long daily to die more and more to it; even though I obtain not that comfort from spiritual things which I earnestly desire.
The essential Not-self could be perceived very clearly in things and in living
creatures on the hither side of good and evil. In human beings it was visible only when they were in
repose, their minds untroubled, their bodies motionless.
Normally, one is only conscious of the room around one, but when no-one else is present, one's awareness is free to fill all the space.
The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
In solitude we realize that nothing human is alien to us.
What is my identity ?" "Nothing," said the Master. "You mean that I am an emptiness and a void?" said the incredulous disciple. "Nothing that can be labeled." said the Master.
My experience of emptiness is that it is alive with the possibility of everything waiting to be born
Across the sea of space lies an infinite emptiness. I can feel it, suffocating me. It is without meaning. But each life creates its own reality.
The nothing nothings.
To be no part of any body, is to be nothing.
It is only the consciousness of a nonexistence which allows us to realize for moments that we are living.
I am conscious about myself and everything, and then suddenly, or slowly, my conscious fades out. Switches off. And it's not existing, and that's a marvelous feeling. That from existing, I am not existing. And at that moment, nothing can happen to me.
There's a kind of emptiness at the center of life ... nothing to form your life on, or by.
Pure no-thing-ness is conscious intelligence.
Love and honor the world around you, and you experience life in its fullest. There is no "Other." There is simply us. The all of us, the whole of us. The mankind of us. Anything else is a lie.
When there's no difference, there's no time, no world, no separativity - and there's no you ... nor is there an I.
[S]elfless action, action done while free of a sense of self. Action in which you don't see yourself as separate from other things.
Earth, mountains, rivers, hidden in this nothingness.
In this nothingness, earth, mountains, rivers revealed.
Spring flowers, winter snows.
There's no being or non-being, nor denial itself.
When you are completely identified with your thinking mind you are totally separate from everything else in the universe.
No one ever is "nothing". We all have presence even if it's a slight one.
When even the most strictly logical mind looks round and investigates the phenomena attending its own existence, perhaps the first fact to attract attention by its strongly marked prominence is the remarkable loneliness of man. He stands alone.
Emptiness is like air. It floats around unseen but you know it's there.
Existential isolation, a third given, refers to the unbridgeable gap between self and others, a gap that exists even in the presence of deeply gratifying interpersonal relationships.
Nothing exists except through human consciousness
The self. What is the self? Everything you are, without others, without friends or strangers or lovers or children or streets to walk or food to eat or mirrors in which to see yourself. But are you anyone without others?
Only no-mind can be without any duality, because it is empty. The no-mind is choicelessness. The no-mind is pure awareness. It is just the empty sky.
Space seems broken and diverse because of the many forms in it. Remove the forms and pure space remains. So, too with the Omnipresent Self.
Existence is self-enjoyment, by means of some object distinct from ourselves.
Among the great things which are to be found among us, the being of nothingness is the greatest.
A moment comes when "other" is no longer other.
You are a self and an other.
Your 'others' are in part your own creation.
This in turn affects and shapes your experiences of self.
Your levels of self-awareness and self-acceptance largely shape how you perceive others. p.231
Where some people have a self, most people have a void, because they are too busy in wasting their vital creative energy to project themselves as this or that, dedicating their lives to actualizing a concept of what they should be like rather than actualizing their potentiality as a human being
I have been using the word 'other' as though it were self-explanatory, yet who the 'other' is must always be something of a mystery. It is a mystery at an immediate level in the sense that no person is entirely knowable.
What an incorrigible nonentity one must be to play only one role in life, to occupy only one place in society, to always mean one and the same thing!
Nothing exists but him.
Without being in constant exchange with the rest of the cosmos, you cannot exist. The idea of individuality is an illusion.
Everything-less. The lack of everything. Synonym to nothing. I am everything-less without you.
There is nothing outside of us. It's all in us.
A person experiences life as something separated from the rest - a kind of optical delusion of consciousness. Our task must be to free ourselves from this self-imposed prison, and through compassion, to find the reality of Oneness.
There cannot take place here a second existence, incomplete like the first, except by development of phenomena which are outside the normal consciousness; and this isolation of certain thoughts is again a result of the pathological retraction of the field of consciousness.
Like the hollow nothingness within the seed of a tree, which contains the potential of the entire tree, the experience of nothingness in the unmanifest field has within it the lively potential of everything in creation.
Nothing can exist by itself alone. It has to depend on every other thing. That is called inter-being. [...] There is no being; there is only inter-being.
Neither of us is interested, essentially, in anything but ourselves. Neither of us is able to feel any interest in anything other than what we ourselves think or feel or do. That's why we can think about things in a way that's totally divorced from anybody else.
Material existence is entirely founded on a phantom realm of mind, whose nature and geography are unexplored.
Once you understand non-self, then the burden of life is gone. You'll be at peace with the world. When we see beyond self, we no longer cling to happiness and we can truly be happy. Learn to let go without struggle, simply let go, to be just as you are - no holding on, no attachment, free.
There's just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise.
If the ego is not regularly and repeatedly dissolved in the unbounded hyperspace of the Transcendent Other, there will always be slow drift away from the sense of self as part of nature's larger whole. The ultimate consequence of this drift is the fatal ennui that now permeates Western Civilization.
The emptiness is so intense, that anything which enters it leaves a trace, something of it remains in space: in the silence, in the whiteness, nothingness becomes peopled, too.
I did not like the nothing, and it is thus that I met the empty, the deep empty, the depth of the blue.
a deep smothering emptiness
Nothingness and Beingness are merely conceptions ...
We all feel that we are something other than a being which someone once created out of nothing: from this arises the confidence that, while death may be able to end our life, it cannot end our existence.
There is the hidden presence of others in us, even those we have known briefly. We contain them for the rest of our lives, at every border that we cross.
That's what we think because we can't imagine what it's like to not exist.
Mother of otherness,
Eat me.
That is the most extreme form of nihilism: nothingness (the "meaningless") eternally!
What remains is solitude.
Everything is integral and interacts with everything else. This means that nothing is itself without everything else. There is a commonality, an integrity, an intimacy of the universe with itself.
Absence, the highest form of presence.
Only within yourself exists that other reality for which you long.
1. Only a total unself-consciousness will permit me to live with myself (202).
To find out that you are empty of emptiness is to die into an aware mystery, which is the source of all existence.
There is nothing waste, nothing sterile, nothing dead in the universe; no chaos, no confusions, save in appearance.
When we begin to look around us, to observe individuals and societies, and to study philosophies and religions, we realize that our loneliness is shared. Our solitude is plural, and our singularity is the similarity between us.
Observe yourself floating in space,
Pure and unadulterated as at birth,
Neither man nor woman ...
Without name or title ...
Pure life ... is what you observe.
You are infinitely peaceful,
Within a space inviolable to all,
A space of pure consciousness ...
The only real service we can render to that which we perceive and interpret in phenomenal existence as 'others' is by awakening to universal consciousness ourselves.
Here no elsewhere underwrites my existence.
To have passed through life and never experienced solitude is to have never known oneself. To have never known oneself is to have never known anyone.
The greatest adventure that can happen to a human being is the movement from mind to no-mind, the movement from personality to individuality. The no-mind has an individuality: the mind is social.
There is nothing else like me in the entire world, said Finn. "That's what you wrote. I'm the only one. I can't tell you what it means to be the only one of my kind," he said. "I can't ... There is a lack in myself. But your thesis almost filled it in. It was ... a start.
When you let go of the egoic self what you're getting in exchange is the whole universe.
The other man, just as
lonesome as I am
In this empty universe
In an unfathomable expanse of universe supporting galaxies of star systems with orbiting planets innumerable, I am nothing. And yet to the few bodies encircling my tiny little spot in the world, I am essential.
We all know that the world is empty and that the important thing, the only thing, is to try to maintain order in that emptiness.
The choiceless truth of who you are is revealed to be permanently here permeating everything. Not a thing and not separate from anything.
No one belongs to me; I belong to no one. There is no "I" or "mine"; all is blissful aloneless.
Emptiness is the worlds greatest discovery
Darkness is the absence of light. Happiness is the absence of pain. Anger is the absence of joy. Jealousy is the absence of confidence. Love is the absence of doubt. Hate is the absence of peace. Fear is the absence of faith. Life is the absence of death.
In the end one experiences only oneself.
What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
Perception through emptiness is existential, as the transience of all phenomena affirms the indivisibility of existence itself, before, within and behind all manifestation.
The word 'self' is as great a mystery as the word 'other'. It's just a polarity between two mysteries.
By believing passionately in something that still does not exist, we create it. The nonexistent is whatever we have not sufficiently desired.
No one acts or experiences in a vacuum ...
You are the Self, that perfect immutable Self. Nothing else exists. Nothing else ever existed. Nothing else will ever exist. There is only one Self and you are That. Rejoice!
It's strange. How hollow i feel. Like there might be echoes inside of me. Like I'm one of those chocolate rabbits they used to sell around Easter, the ones that were nothing more than a sweet shell encapsulating a world of nothing. I'm like that. I encapsulate a world of nothing.
Other people are only aspects of our own greater being.