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New vibration, dynamic stillness, eternal nature, absolute realities, and graven images

excerpted from OM, baby! a pilgrimage to the eternal self, by Jack Haas

 

                   

          

           It is only in the recognition that everything is always new that we can depart intelligently from all that has been. All foundations which are built must be fluid and in constant change or else they will have to crumble; only that which is hard can crumble; what is soft can ooze into new forms and new dimensions. It is this supple quality of our eternal nature which allows us to live through incarnations in one lifetime. And it is the supple quality which allows us to take upon the new vibration. To hold onto an image of ourselves or the world as if these are absolute realities is to carve a graven image of life into the tempestuous ether, which is to face our own destruction.

            To become a fluid aspect of the fluid cosmos is to enter the diaphanous, formless realm which exists eternally in the subtle layer running parallel to the manifest. This is to become the dynamic stillness behind the evolving form.

            It is only through practiced forgetting which begets unrelenting novelty that the image of oneself shatters harmoniously into the ether, and one awakens as the undying awareness whose name is nobody and whose image is nothing.

            In that twilight eternity where the shift and pull of humanity twinkles softly around and through the all-permeating Self, we expand into dimensions not exhausted by our pretenses. We become that which is beyond becoming. We arrive at where we always have been. We blossom like flowers formed eternally in the cosmic structure of wonder. We shine like invisible rays cast down upon the dark and tremulous apparitions. We glow like molten energy cascading into the receptive ocean that is also the generative source. We actualize a deathless subtlety which denies the duality of time. We fall away from all that is so as to fall into the archetypical domain. We enter a now that is always beginning and never will end. It is a now that is one. A now that is forever. A now that destroys all that is not now. It is a holocaust of reality which sends the blazing formless wind into form, transfiguring all that is into a viscous cauldron of undivided isness. We have crossed the line, and in doing so we have dissolved the line. Eternity has poured into the vessel of time. And all is new. Om, baby!

 

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visionary art, acrylic painting, Lilith, Sophia Goddess, author Jack Haas India

 

 

OM, baby! a pilgrimage to the eternal self

by Jack Haas

author Jack Haas, Canadian, American writer, artist, photographer

 

 

 

      

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