halo

Humans are beings born of thunder.

Stolen from mother nature in her throes.

Each of us has a grand potential.

A message in a glass bottle, a prayer cast out into the chaos of the universe.

Sincerity is the bedrock of all sacrifice

As it is the bedrock of all desire.

In the raging inferno of the sincerity of their quest, there are humans who discover remarkable things.

Truths that bring tears to their eyes.

Truths that bring humility to their presence.

Truths that bring mastery to their movement through life. 

There have been many among us who have had a thirst for life itself.

Their inquiries into the deepest facets of existence have filled our religious libraries.

We have formed cults around them as our dirty hands try to grasp the brilliance that shone through them. 

Forgetting in those moments that we are forged from the same metal. 

Such a realisation should fill a rational human with shame as to the trivialities they have let themself become conditioned by. 

The desire produces the production.

Chopin is applauded as a virtuoso because through his one instrument he learned everything. 

And that is the case with every master.

In their constant grip with life they develop and let go of many perspectives, doing what life deems necessary to remain focused on itself through them. 

The sincere resistance against suffering is what produces the heat for transformation. 

The point of your entry into the practice of life hardly matters. 

What matters is how willing one is to throw themselves into the deep end every moment. 

What we are practicing here as organisms is the art of dying.

Namaste.