Eric Baret - Let the Moon Be Free

 

If I manage to be aligned with Consciousness, can I reach Essence?
Try for just a moment not to be aligned with Consciousness…
What else could you be other than Consciousness? 
You are not a red zebra located outside of Consciousness, to align yourself with her. 
Consciousness is yourself when you stop looking for something, when you stop pretending that you have the freedom to be aligned or misaligned. In your silence, between two thoughts, two perceptions, in deep sleep and at all times—because time appears in Consciousness
—your life is in perfect agreement with Consciousness.
Give up every ideological commentary on your life. 
Your knowledge about life prevents you from seeing how perfect it is. There is nothing to change. Your life changes, that is life. 
You don’t have to align yourself with anything. 
Otherwise you will always feel misaligned.
Wanting to be aligned is fear. Fear of what? 
The cause of the fear is imaginary. 
At some point you stop shaking. What is showing up is alignment. 
When I don’t call it positive or negative anymore, success or failure, what shows up is nothing but myself, my resonance: 
there lies true alignment. 
It is not the alignment of a subject toward an object, it is a total alignment, without separation. 
It is alignment with your body when it hurts or when it works, alignment with life with what it has to offer, with no demand to accomplish, to get anything.
It is extraordinary to listen. That transcends what you are listening to. 
Listening is deeply aligning with life.
To be without demand, without expectation, for a moment, is the simplest thing in the world. 
It connects you with every being, every world. 
There lies symbiosis.
If you try to align with something, whatever it is, what you align with is an ideology: 
if you’re a Muslim, you align with sharia or your tarika; 
if you’re a Buddhist, you align with the Sangha or the Dharma; 
if you are an atheist, you stand behind your concepts… 
That kind of alignment has very little value.
You need to align with what shows up in the moment. 
But that you cannot do. 
It is grace which calls you and which you turn down at every moment because you want to be aligned with the next moment. 
Observe the mechanism.
The emotion that arises in me, that is what I need to align with. 
There is nothing else.
Let the Moon Be Free.

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Jalāl al-Dīn Rūmī - the treasures hidden within

 

Pilgrims on the way!

Where are you?

Here is the beloved, here!

Your beloved lives next door

wall to wall

why do you wander

round and round the desert?

If you look into the face of Love

and not just at its superficial form

You yourselves become the house of God

and are its lords

Ten times

you trod the trek unto that house

For once

come into this house

climb onto this roof

That sweet house of sanctity –

you have described its features in detail

but now give me some indication

of the features of its Lord

If you have seen that garden,

where is your bouquet of souvenirs?

If you are from God’s sea,

where is your mother pearl of soul?

And yet, may all your troubles

bring you treasure!

Too bad that you yourselves are veiling

the treasures hid within

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Wu'Hsin ~ Embrassing What Is...

 

All experiences are transitory.

The wise man neither seeks nor
Rejects them.
In this manner,
One remains rooted in
The Unchanging,

The stage upon which
All change occurs.
For many,
What they believe to be
Their castle,
is in fact
Their jail.

The addiction to the drug called intellect,
Results in analysis of everything.
All this perusal,
Evaluation and
Analysis complicates
What is simple.

Becoming purely receptive
Strips away the false,
Leaving the great gate to open,
 then
What-Is is clearly comprehended.

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Embracing change is

Embracing What-is

In every moment.

It is saying “yes”

To Life,

Not Life as one would have it

But life as it is.

It is understanding that

There is no one

Doing anything

Other than

The Doer

And that each is an actor

On the stage.

The script is written

The sets arranged.

Watch the play,

Enjoy it.

Laugh, cry,

But never make the story

Your own.

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All there is is consciousness.

Consciousness is all there is.

In the absence of consciousness,

What is there?

All manifestation

Appears in consciousness

Disappears in consciousness.

Consciousness is the precondition for

All perception.

Everything perceived

Is perceived

By consciousness as

An object in consciousness,

Including the perceiver.

Understand this and

Then grow your carrots.

 

 

Chami Hameed - The Yin and Yang

 

The yin and yang—
wooing each other,
light not fighting shadow,
but courting it.

Stillness inviting motion,
motion yielding to stillness—
not in conflict,
but in sacred romance.

Duality, melting into oneness—
form and formless,
dancing as one.

Birth and death.
Silence and sound.
Chaos and order.
Nirvana...
and Samsara.

Not in opposition,
but in courtship—
each calling the other home.

Two faces of the same eternal presence—  
one reveals what the other conceals.  
They arise together,  
giving form to one another.  
Neither can exist without the other,  
for only in defining one  
does the other become.

Locked in a lover’s embrace,
mirroring each other's gaze,
the masculine and feminine,
they waltz across the cosmos—
a shimmering veil of Maya
whispering—

Peekaboo.
I am you.
And—
you are me.

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Jackson Peterson - The Self Never Was

 

The Self Never Was: 

Reality Without the Illusion of Ownership

At the heart of the human experience is a pervasive illusion: the sense that there is a self—a real, enduring, independent “I”—that stands apart from the world, possessing thoughts, making choices, acting upon a reality that exists “out there.” This illusion appears so convincing, so intimately felt, that it serves as the basis for nearly all moral, spiritual, and psychological systems. Yet upon close examination, no such self is ever found.

There is perception, but no perceiver.

There is thought, but no thinker.

There is action, but no actor.

The appearance of selfhood is the product of a biological process—85 billion neurons and trillions of synaptic events giving rise to a recursive self-model within the primate brain. This model, operating primarily through the default mode network, produces a persistent simulation of ownership and agency. But like a mirage, it vanishes upon direct inspection. Nothing stands behind it. There is no captain of the ship.

Thoughts arise within a nervous system shaped by millions of years of evolutionary adaptation. Behavior unfolds from causes and conditions spanning genetics, hormonal activity, memory, language, trauma, attention, and environmental input. The feeling of “I am the one doing this” is not evidence of a real doer—it is part of the activity itself. It belongs to no one. There is no one for it to belong to.

What appears to be personal—“my thoughts,” “my actions,” “my history”—is simply the universe in motion as a particular configuration of energy and form. The self is not a subject within experience. It is a recursive artifact of experience—a self-representing image generated by a system that evolved to model itself and its environment. No more real than the character in a dream.

When the activity producing this hallucinated self-model ceases—as in deep sleep, meditative absorption, neurological disruption, or certain psychedelic states—the sense of being a separate subject collapses. Yet perception continues. Memory may continue. The body functions. The world goes on. What falls away is not the organism, but the misattribution of experience to a fictional inner owner.

The Collapse of Ownership

When the illusion of self drops away, everything tied to that illusion drops with it:

 • There is no one to possess a thought, and so there are no “my thoughts.”

 • There is no one making decisions, and so there are no “my choices.”

 • There is no one to act, and so there are no “my behaviors,” “my karma,” “my path.”

 • There is no one who awakens, and so no one can be enlightened.

The entire structure collapses. What remains is just functioning—the vast totality of interdependent causes expressing themselves through this temporary biological pattern called a human being.

As Zen master Dōgen taught, this is zenki—total dynamic functioning. There are not many agents each doing their part. There is only one seamless unfolding, with no division between doer and deed.

The notion of “reincarnation” evaporates here, too. Not because it is disproven, but because it presupposes the existence of a self to be born again. But that self was never born to begin with. The belief in rebirth is the same as the belief in a thinker, a chooser, a possessor—reverberations of a core misunderstanding. There is memory, yes, but no one who owns it. There is continuity of conditioning, but no transmigrating soul. Just as Santa Claus collapses when the child sees there was never a Santa, so the whole architecture of karma, liberation, guilt, and identity collapses when it is seen that there was never a self.

Common Objections: The Final Echoes of the Illusion

Objection 1: If there is no self, who is responsible?

Responsibility depends on the belief in an independent agent—someone who could have acted otherwise, someone who chose. But no such chooser is ever found. What exists are processes: genetic dispositions, environmental pressures, neurochemical dynamics, and conditioning patterns. Behavior arises from the totality of conditions, not from a metaphysical subject.

This doesn’t mean action lacks consequence. It means consequence belongs to the field, not the fiction of the person. When harm arises, adjustments can be made—not by blaming a self, but by altering the conditions from which harmful behaviors emerge. Social systems can still function, but they no longer require the mythology of blame.

Objection 2: What about forgiveness?

Forgiveness, in its deepest sense, becomes irrelevant. Not because harm doesn’t matter, but because there is no one to blame, and thus no one to forgive. The very structure of offense dissolves when it is seen that there was never an offender. Just the unfolding of the totality as that event, that response, that pain.

What was once called forgiveness becomes clarity: the recognition that holding onto a wound presupposes an “I” who was wronged, and a “you” who wronged. But neither exists outside the play of processes. Forgiveness is simply the falling away of belief in an individual actor. There is nothing left to hold onto.

Objection 3: Doesn’t this destroy meaning?

Meaning, when tied to ego, becomes fragile—always dependent on outcome, recognition, control. But when the ego dissolves, meaning becomes unbound. The scent of a flower, the silence before a thought, the laughter of a child—these are not meaningful for someone. They are the universe tasting itself, momentarily.

Meaning is no longer personal. It is inherent in the totality of functioning. Not as a story, but as presence.

Objection 4: But there is clearly the feeling of being someone.

Yes—just as in dreams, there is clearly the feeling of “I am flying”, or of speaking with the dead. But feelings are not evidence of what is. The feeling of being a self is real as a feeling, but it does not prove a self.

 

It proves the brain’s capacity to model, represent, and reify. The illusion is not a failure. It is a feature of biological evolution. And like all features, it can cease under the right conditions.

The End of the Self Is Not the End of Experience, just the end of an Experiencer and Perceiver

Seeing that the self never existed does not end perception, thought, or behavior. It ends the false attribution of those things to an inner self-entity. Experience continues—but there is no one having it.

Nothing is lost. What is lost is only the illusion that anything was ever possessed or owned.

There is no self who awakens. There is no liberation for someone. There is only the falling away of the dream of being an “I”. 

And in that falling away, reality remains—unowned, unbounded, ungraspable.

This is not a spiritual truth. It is not a mystical attainment. It is the simplest observation of what already is.

The self never was, hence it can’t die, can’t suffer, can’t become liberated, can’t become enlightened and can’t reincarnate.  Buddha said nirvana is the end of the cycle of reincarnation;  because no one ever existed to reincarnate in the first place! 

 

This isn’t an insight or realization, it’s a cessation of the belief that the “me” was real. No self exists to realize this! 

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Bob Fergeson - The Little Man

 

From early morning coffee

to late night herbal tea,

We lived for near forever,

the Little Man and me.

When first I came to travel

in this classroom wide and grand,

I knew nothing of the coming

 of this lonely Little Man.

But parents, teachers, doctors,

the whole damn Helping Herd,

Soon created him inside me,

As their ancestors had insured.

He has no real existence,

None that I can see.

But could and should and would!

Screamed the Little Man in me.

Soon I hid myself in pride,

Found that fear blocked every door.

I was now what I despised!

Just as those that'd gone before.

The hypnosis worked it's magic,

No peace had I, no stand.

Just a mis-identification,

I became the Little Man.

I took him for a person,

Hell, I thought that he was me!

He sure could be convincing,

that Little Man in me.

Then one day it happened,

I know not really why,

I looked out there below me

From some Great Eternal Sky.

He didn't even notice,

So busy as a bee,

He just kept right on sleeping, but

that Little Man ain't me!

One day looking in the mirror,

From my bed as I did stand,

I receded back behind him,

that sleeping Little Man.

He didn't even notice,

Just a grain lost in the sand,

He can't look back and see me,

that lonely Little Man.

I watch him and his pattern,

How he blends right in so well,

That his life and his surroundings

are no different from himself.

He has no greater vision,

Desire and fear are all he sees.

An actor in the TV,

that Little Man in me.

It's a sad but true short story,

I cry a tear, and so does he,

He won't survive, he lives to die,

the Little Man in me.

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