An exquisite text, whose depth makes me think in "Advaita"... And obviously... "FOTAZOS!!!"... I loved this one immensely:
WOW!
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An exquisite text, whose depth makes me think in "Advaita"... And obviously... "FOTAZOS!!!"... I loved this one immensely:
WOW!
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Yes, it speaks of total oneness with the whole, and of the illusoriness of the physical world. I asked myself many times while writing it about my purpose in life. Do you know what yours is?
Thank you so much for your support, friend. That's also my favorite photo! 😇
Awww... @nanixxx friend... I called my life purpose years ago: "witnessing"... It's something I talk about very little, but I know it started when I was a kid and Dad came home from a plane ride a bit grumpy and threw a couple of books on the table while saying: "Those bald guys at the airport, they surrounded me singing and dancing and I had to buy them these couple of books to let me through!" :))... One of the books was the Bhagavad-gītā and the other was Canto I of the Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam... I was only seven years old, but I could already read quite well; in fact, I was already leafing through the Bible, which my mother had in the library... So I took those two books and read them (yes, I know it's a bit crazy for a 7-year-old kid, but I was never normal apparently)... At first I didn't understand almost anything, but I read them hundreds of times I think... As the years went by I understood that those wisdom books are signs, hundreds, thousands, millions of signs scattered all over the world with the single intention of leading us to "witness that" which is not describable through any concept... Over the years I read everything I could get my hands on, the Tao Te Ching, the Zohar, the Avesta, Buddha, Nietzsche, lots of vedic apopeias and poems, Schopenhauer, Greek philosophy, my dear Kafka... What do I know!... I read, read and read... And nowadays I remember very little of everything I read!... I am a "forgetter by profession"... And some time ago I learnt to take advantage of my forgetfulness and to "witness" everything from that place where all those signs took me... I would like to say that it was a long and arduous path, but it's not true... One day I simply understood that I had never gone anywhere...
But I won't make it longer!... I think I've sounded strange enough for today!... hahaha :)
Regards from "the crazy guy with camera in hand" and thans a lot for visiting, comment and appreciate my work! ;)
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Thank you for your time and this comment. I really appreciate it.
You think you have been forgotten, but you have not. It just happens that the more contact we have with knowledge, with the source, the more we realize that we know nothing. And perhaps it is not necessary to know so much, but only to feel.
(but in order to be able to consciously feel, it is necessary to have had contact with the knowledge that emanates from the source and to be an awakened being).
Esta es mi modesta opinión.