Never Mind.No Matter
No Mind.Never Matter
I often say "Nothing matters"
But I don't mean that in a nihilistic way.
Or maybe I do!
because in all honesty,
I don't know that much about nihilism except what I've conjured up in my head.
What Im getting at is this:
No matter if you turn gold into a bracelet,
and never mind if you weave it into a necklace.
It never loses its "goldness"
It is the same with Being.
No matter if It is a human or lampshade
or a crustacean on a beluga whale's tummy
and never mind if It wins in chess, dies in battle,
or loses a quarter at the laundrymat.
It never loses its essence as Being, as God,
as whatever name you want to call It.
That is what It is, so That is what you Are.
तत्त्वमसि
"We are all waves on the ocean of God's consciousness" - Paramahansa Yogananda
So this is liberating.
To know, with conviction, that nothing matters and not to mind life too much.
Because these waves will return
to the ocean of Being from which they came.
And its nothing personal.
Because we are not people, we just appear to be.
And pretend to be.
And that is the fun of it all.
For everything becomes a playful experiment
when we know that we are Golden
and cannot be touched by the 'too rough fingers of the world.'
No Mind.Never Matter
I often say "Nothing matters"
But I don't mean that in a nihilistic way.
Or maybe I do!
because in all honesty,
I don't know that much about nihilism except what I've conjured up in my head.
What Im getting at is this:
No matter if you turn gold into a bracelet,
and never mind if you weave it into a necklace.
It never loses its "goldness"
It is the same with Being.
No matter if It is a human or lampshade
or a crustacean on a beluga whale's tummy
and never mind if It wins in chess, dies in battle,
or loses a quarter at the laundrymat.
It never loses its essence as Being, as God,
as whatever name you want to call It.
That is what It is, so That is what you Are.
तत्त्वमसि
"We are all waves on the ocean of God's consciousness" - Paramahansa Yogananda
So this is liberating.
To know, with conviction, that nothing matters and not to mind life too much.
Because these waves will return
to the ocean of Being from which they came.
And its nothing personal.
Because we are not people, we just appear to be.
And pretend to be.
And that is the fun of it all.
For everything becomes a playful experiment
when we know that we are Golden
and cannot be touched by the 'too rough fingers of the world.'
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