cancer
the dreaded disease cannot happen unless it is rooted in my mind.
it dies not have any cure in the clinical world unless it is cured in my mind.
If I believe my mind is pure and nothing. My world is pure and nothing.
If any existence I believe my world is only them I believe. All my test shall yield result positive towards that existence.
AND THERE IS NO TREATMENT OR CURE!
Cancer as we know.
Cancer shall not have any cure in this world forever and ever.
This again named in bengali as Karmafol. In english, I have to reap benefit of deeds and in this life time that may last eternity that depends on how rooted I am in my belief.
The root of all my belief is me. Its reflection is my reflection - the world. Like reflection in mirror it is totally illusion complete with depth measure - depth height width length time composition and details as far as your knowledge or imagination. You need not be mobile but just fixed in chair and starts speculating birth and death of universe and everyone reads you and may perhaps believe you. Immobile in chair you are center of billions followers.
I may care. I may care more what am I? the source the root of my world. Where it came from and where it is going - its future?
Am i paired with this questions at my birth? As soon as I? As soon as my world?
I can waste my words or limit my words. the root me is nothing of the world as I see. yet something that is totally missing. best name for this SUNYA - empty space. An empty space that I can sow any kind of seeds I imagine - me a human or inhuman. A mother kind and forever giving. Human or brothers and sisters in ways different from each other.
All depends on my ability to differentiate. Soon I am part of my world.
I note now all is now there - time - that never was there. I do not need university education to see this. with university education I do not see this.
I cannot any longer care for this cancerous growth of my world. Is it hopeless and cannot be eliminated?
There be a strong resolution. I must never cling to any of my belief never. I must prune my belief. there is one and only one option. non-participation. I cannot participate at no cost till what i see dies AND DISTANCE AS IT IS.
I must detach myself completely from my world till that disappears completely. It is the only medicine of cancer that shall never be discovered that is the cause of all disease and death.
only buddha conquered poverty illness old age and death. the inventor of the passage to empty space.
I am empty resident of empty space.
this moment is sufficient and adequate and not necessary.
unless i am sunya i cannot belong to sunya ~ i cannot even carry a wish of another moment of my own life!
sunya is the cure for all me and my disease
whom am i saying so many words when there is none and there shall not be any to read my words ever when i even do not exist when is my fertile delusion
it dies not have any cure in the clinical world unless it is cured in my mind.
If I believe my mind is pure and nothing. My world is pure and nothing.
If any existence I believe my world is only them I believe. All my test shall yield result positive towards that existence.
AND THERE IS NO TREATMENT OR CURE!
Cancer as we know.
Cancer shall not have any cure in this world forever and ever.
This again named in bengali as Karmafol. In english, I have to reap benefit of deeds and in this life time that may last eternity that depends on how rooted I am in my belief.
The root of all my belief is me. Its reflection is my reflection - the world. Like reflection in mirror it is totally illusion complete with depth measure - depth height width length time composition and details as far as your knowledge or imagination. You need not be mobile but just fixed in chair and starts speculating birth and death of universe and everyone reads you and may perhaps believe you. Immobile in chair you are center of billions followers.
I may care. I may care more what am I? the source the root of my world. Where it came from and where it is going - its future?
Am i paired with this questions at my birth? As soon as I? As soon as my world?
I can waste my words or limit my words. the root me is nothing of the world as I see. yet something that is totally missing. best name for this SUNYA - empty space. An empty space that I can sow any kind of seeds I imagine - me a human or inhuman. A mother kind and forever giving. Human or brothers and sisters in ways different from each other.
All depends on my ability to differentiate. Soon I am part of my world.
I note now all is now there - time - that never was there. I do not need university education to see this. with university education I do not see this.
I cannot any longer care for this cancerous growth of my world. Is it hopeless and cannot be eliminated?
There be a strong resolution. I must never cling to any of my belief never. I must prune my belief. there is one and only one option. non-participation. I cannot participate at no cost till what i see dies AND DISTANCE AS IT IS.
I must detach myself completely from my world till that disappears completely. It is the only medicine of cancer that shall never be discovered that is the cause of all disease and death.
only buddha conquered poverty illness old age and death. the inventor of the passage to empty space.
I am empty resident of empty space.
this moment is sufficient and adequate and not necessary.
unless i am sunya i cannot belong to sunya ~ i cannot even carry a wish of another moment of my own life!
sunya is the cure for all me and my disease
whom am i saying so many words when there is none and there shall not be any to read my words ever when i even do not exist when is my fertile delusion
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