singularity

a ray of light is not the same ray of light that came before.  you are born with natures approval at a moment that is different from any other moment. nature gives you everything both measurable and unmeasurable qualities. in the measurable, every moment is different but your spirit is the same.

nature gives everything to you non-consciously and you from nature get consciousness of the spirit. the instrument that senses this is the brain.

singularity is the movement from silence which is the seat of the unmeasurable and the desire to be. moving towards the means to express which is material made of light. light comes to you because actually it is not divided. it is simply that which desires to be manifest coming together with that which has become manifested. that movement meets at a point which may be called your singularity.

there are as many meeting as there are people and there must be in a way as many meetings as there are leaves on a tree. for i beleive that sense must be in a tree or a microbe equally as much as it is in every other living creature.

light

i gave myself an assignment to draw a picture that demonstrates light. now, if you give yourself such an assignment, the first thing you have to do is escape somewhere because it is impossible to do. you may say that the white piece of paper is the illustration. what else iss there to do? but when i put a stroke of ink in the paper, i realized that the black was where the black was not and i could really make a drawing because i could be discerning as to where the light was not which was where i put the black. then the picture became absolutely luminous.

i said that all material in nature, the mountains and the streams and the air and we are made of light which has been spent and this crumpled mass called material csts a shadow and the shadow belongs to light.

so light is really the source of all being and i said to myself when the world was an ooze without anyshape or direction the ooze was completely infiltrated with the desire to express which was a great congealment of joy and desire was a solid front to make sight possible.

silence and light

"inspiration is the feeling of beginning at the threshold where silence and light meet,  silence , the unmeasurable, desire to express, the source of new need, meets light, the measurable, giver of all presence. casts a shadow, lying in that ambiance, light to silence, silence to light. light the giver of presence, casts its shadow which belongs to light and to desire.

i likened the emergence of light to the manifestation of two brothers, knowing quite well that there are no two brothers nor even one. but i saw that one is the embodiment of the desire to be, to express, and one (not saying the other) is to be.

the later is not luminous and the former, prevailing is luminous. this prevailing luminous source can be visualized as becoming a wild dance of flame that settles and spends itself into material. material i beleive is spent light.

silence is not very very quite. it is something that you may say is lightless, darkless. these are all invented words, darkless-there is no such word. but why not? lightless, darkless, desire to be, to express. some can say this is the ambient soul-if you go back beyond and think of something in which light and silence were together, and may still be together, separated only for the convenience of the argument."

comment: silence and light is the inherent duality in nature. like man and woman. hot and cold. good and evil...