the heart can not be corrupted, only veiled
even if you make mistakes. it is ok.
Yes, not in front of the eyes, but in front of the heart. The ancient Chinese language had no word to define the mind. They called it the “enveloped heart,” and I can’t help but agree with the wisdom of that word.
For many years it took me to understand what they meant by this, and time has shown me that the heart cannot be perverted, only enveloped. That sacred place is the origin of purity, the home of the inner child. If this place could have been perverted, we would have long since disappeared as a species. I can only be grateful for this design.
What happens then? The mind happens.
Mental programs envelop the heart. Little by little we lose our purity and sink into denial. What denial? What do we deny?
Some might think it’s complicated. And it’s if you don’t look at the truth. You can deny a lot, but that’s just another level of mind control. In reality, we are just denying ourselves and what we feel.
Is it that simple? I say… yes. Simplicity silences the mind. That’s the key. This is what the mind fears most. If the mind is silent, the heart sees.
The curtain that envelops the mind begins to dissipate, like a dense fog shattered little by little by the sun, by the light.
We deny what we feel, we deny what we see, we deny what is happening, we deny reality, and above all we deny ourselves. We deny our origin, we deny our impulses, we deny our bodies, we deny our spirit.
We invented gods, beliefs, heavens, hells, valhals, rewards after death, dreams. Who can argue with me? Who has come back from death and can still sustain this immense denial of life?
I’ve been there, I’m back, and I have nothing to add or comment on except this: Here’s everything.
We’re running away from life and that’s the problem. We deny life and I would be inclined to say that in this way the universe turns our stupidity around and denies us in turn, but it is not. We’re just denying ourselves.
Constantly in denial we feel powerless, unworthy, sinful, or useless. It’s just a consequence of thinking focused on denial and suffering.
The biggest lie is that we don’t consider ourselves worthy of divinity. We always seek to prove our worthiness to be accepted by the divine, by the gods, by heaven, the other reality, Wallachia, or whatever other names we want to give to our individual or commonly accepted dreams and imaginings.
My words will not bring comfort. These words will bring agony, anger and frustration. Perfect. It’s normal to be like this. Blasphemy, whether Christian, Muslim, pagan or otherwise. Without agony, there is no awakening. You can’t wake up if you think you’re awake, and what could be more painful than realizing you’re sleeping? And what’s wrong with sleeping? Nothing, but that’s how we’ve been burning it for thousands of years in violence and death.
No one wants to die. I say that those who don’t want to die actually don’t want to live, because they deny life. Oh, it’s like I’m already hearing the comments, but it’s normal for them to come, because I’m not denying life, I’m denying the illusion.
Neti, neti
Gabriel Pesa
