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The True Nature of Mind is Openness and Play

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There are six fundamental realms, and each is a magnificent unit of its own


In this lucid creative madness called human experience


And within that phenomenal imaginative spectrum


I find the human mind the most chilly and complex, genuinely heart breaking


Because it's so freakin subtle: a mechanical shapeshifter, genuinely clever and wild




The way it hides, defends itself, and makes one believe it's your best friend


By simultaneously making us weirdly oblivious to its very existence


The way it rules humanity


The way the world gives praise and appreciation to those who have it going on strong


The way it is considered normal


How it fills you with elusive fear of error, need to mentally belong and survive


The fear of the unknown


The way it plays with the other realms, like an intoxicating glue


Making one cold, dissociated, yet perfectly functionable


The way it weaves a false sense safety that never truly fulfills


It's so thoroughly invisible, almost like transparent cloud


With a secret power of instant illumination


The real poison, doubt and magic, in my opinion


What alienates human beings from natural humanness and deep care







So one way to say what is that invisible nonexistent barrier


Would be this


Perhaps that is why I say there is no mind


And if the price to exit is a mysterious death, shattering


Disillusionment, peace beyond comprehension, silence, deep well being, compassion, odd detachment, vivid empty space


Is it really insanity, one might wonder?


Even if no one would see this, and the whole world would consider there is something wrong about this


Even if I would never be able to communicate this in a coherent manner


It would not matter


This is not a place where you are immune to suffering, in a sense that the heart can break deeply


Or even immune to illusion


Post realization, we become disciples of suffering, someone just said


And I found that rather profound


At the same time, there is a permanent end of a specific type of suffering


I can't really say what it is


But there it is


I think that is what they refer to as ignorance, not knowing


Not knowing there is no need to know, control (to put it super simple)


No need to attempt to solidify that which is eternally fluxing, primordially untamed


It does not drop with fireworks


But now when that is not here, the root of existential mistrust


I can kind of see it for what it is




A spectacular distorting lens


That (apparently!) obstructs the terrifying ease


The uncontrived radiance of the Original Mind


It creates anxious, tight, greedy, dividing, guarded, suspicious, fixed mind-space


As that tightness begins to unwind, that is deep relaxation


All the energy trapped in distortions begins to self-liberate, collectively


The true nature of Mind is openness, pure spontaneous play


The release may physically feel like a death, at times


The existential terror feels very real


As the mind is woven in our somatics, nervous system: head, heart and gut


Deep conditioning


In a way it's so easy, the direct way: the Great Completion


Yet requiring radical trust, sincerity, uncompromising fidelity


To empty lucid immediacy


First the recognition


Then uninhibited abiding, without distraction


Resolute indiscriminate confidence


In the self-liberating nature of all form, chaos and confusion


As nothing other than that basic goodness




In this kind of serendipitous heart break


There is amazing primal intelligence at work


Strangely, everything is ceaselessly redeemed


In supreme immaculate space






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