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The lonely ray of sun?

Inspiration - a beautiful picture is that of a sunbeam, that thinks it is separate from the sun and shines alone. How lonely this ray of sun feels, how deserted. Without an answer to his questions, with his doubts, which it is not able to lead to a solution. Lost in the cold universe. If only he could guess, that he is a child of the sun!

Power of creation?

The inspiration, perhaps one is inclined to confuse it with creativity, cannot be explained in words, out of its original sense. Inspiration is the power of creation, which makes the conventional into something special in the spirit of the all-creating. Inspiration is the moment in which the sacred is revealed and nature appears in its entirety. In accordance with the system, only for a moment, because by definition, inspiration is just a flash of inspiration.

The joy behind the suffering?

But this flash of inspiration is not a spirit of the ego. It is the truth behind the lie. It is the joy behind all suffering. It is life, that negates death. It is action before inaction. It is truthfulness, that shatters all pride. It leads us into the reality, that we, blind, blinded by the social system and its claims, could never see. The peculiarity of this flash of inspiration, however, is, that its brightness never fades, that it always shines, yes, its brightness increases steadily.

Is inspiration diametrically to blame?

That means inspiration, that's why this term is of immense importance. The inspiration opens the world to a completely new, diametrical meaning to the nonsense of ego consciousness. It is like a candle, that has always burned on the altar, that is prepared in each of us as part of the love of creation. It becomes the fire of grace and charm, before the light of which the darkness of the ego laws to which we have submitted, simply disappear.

Inspiration - the real spirit?

Inspiration. The spirit, the true spirit, opens up. It can shine in everything you do in the sense of truthfulness. That means, seeing the uniqueness in the enormous variety. It is this holy moment, that has always been waiting for you longingly. Which your ego, you (on behalf of your ego), trampled underfoot, on which you spat on, which you punished with contempt. Which your arrogant, only supposed knowledge believed to have judged about. About it, which makes every judgment unnecessary, and leads the arrogance of your ridiculousness ad absurdum. But don't feel degraded.

Knowledge full of tenderness?

The knowledge, that is to be conveyed to you, is full of excessive tenderness. It is not you, who will be exposed to ridicule, but this fateful, out of complete nonsense, drunk by its power something, with which you, ignorant, have concluded a terrible contract, about torments, suffering and lies which, as you confirm, are what make you. The inspiration is, that none of this, none of these horror scenarios have ever been true. THAT DOES NOT WORK. The decision is final. There is only one wholeness.

Inspiration means redefining?

Whoever chooses the definition of perpetual suffering until death, the end of all communication with creation, will not be able to recognize the other side, actually the only side, because this is where guilt and sin, the corruption from which he defines himself, exist, Not. So he won't be able to discover them either. Inspiration means redefining. Change. Gentle change. A change, that doesn't hurt. For how could love ever cause pain to its children? Only the ego would do that. Yet, just as the ego is imagination, it is also the mental pain, it tries to cause, that it in deed causes.

We step out into the light?

With inspiration we rise from this grave, step into the light, that we now see clearly, behind all the distorted masks of the world, that the unconscious draws us. We dissolve the past, with it the projected falsehood about the future. This transcendence, that we experience, is secure as the highest good, as enlightenment, the golden grail, in all religions on this earth. Zen Buddhism in particular comes very close to it in its completely rigorous manner. But the search for enlightenment in the moment is just as rigid. This can work, but it is also just one of innumerable ways.

10,000 ways?

Other endeavors, asceticism, life as a priest, as a hermit, can, but need not, lead to decisive insight. Sometimes it happens, that the ascetic proudly carries his asceticism in front of him. There is no ascetic here, there is just an inflated ego. An image, that can't even rot because it never existed.

Selected atrocities?

Creation happens in the now. Everything happens in the now. The past and the future are only selected horrors, created to captivate you in the postulated transitoriness, that you have assumed. The now, that you experience through inspiration, that you experience through inspiration, isn't able, out of its original sense, to recognize something else, than itself. This makes it clear, that states, that something else than the now has never existed. It's just dreams, fantasies, images of thought, distorted fragments, cobbled together from madness, from chaos, with the sole aim of keeping you in fear.

Love can't know pain?

And again: How should it ever be possible for all-embracing love to inflict pain, to scare, to generate despair or death? Get me right! LOVE. ALL COMPREHENSIVE. The very thought, that love, creation, is capable of such things, makes you laugh. This knowledge gives us inspiration. It shows us, who were blind, the miracles.

A world-shaking moment?

The innumerable amount of miracles, that unite in creation, to form the all-embracing miracle, of which they are part in each of us. The view of truth, which inspiration conveys to us, enables, is world-shaking. In a single holy moment a kingdom of heaven opens up, where previously the bare, sad wasteland, overwritten by death, was. Veiled as far as possible by ill-meaning symbols of all kinds.

Sweeps away the putrid veil?

Where walls of prejudice, misinformation, inevitable mis-interpretation, lies, resentment, hatred, revenge, guilt, sin, greed and contempt have created a prison, into which we voluntarily put ourselves, which we desperately try to design a little more comfortable, there the everything understanding explains all seeing, all encompassing grasping, also the inspiration of these evil things for nonexistent – And now sweeps away the putrid veils, that were imposed on you by yourself, with whom you were blind to the love of creation for you very personally. And that in turn clearly means joy.

Flower of eternal life?

What a cheer in what you see for yourself. All guilt has disappeared, sin can never have existed, death has turned into the radiantly beautiful flower of eternal life, into love. Death, which the inspiration of joy and love reveals as empty cream puffs, is the greatest obstacle, that we place between our miserable being as subjects of the ego and the reality of the glory and grace of creation. We dare not even really look at this angry, ruthless mask.

Like dry sand ...?

But just as moist sand, that becomes dry crumbles in its figuration, so the horror disappears, the sun of love shines in the splendor of all created universes, in the perfect whole. The grimace of death is an illusion and has no meaning, it never had. Nobody has ever died. In what opens up behind, over, through, in this nonexistent grimace of illusion, there is perfection. The perfection of beauty, love, peace. Your extension into eternity.

Just your opinion?

Each of the words, such as trust, love, inspiration, gratitude, which is being talked about here, only has the exact meaning, that you give to it.. You absolutely can not understand, or also misunderstand. This is entirely up to you and your willingness to open yourself up, to look behind the machinations of what is causing you all this pain. However, the words will not pass, they are perhaps not recognizable to you, in their meaning, but rooted in your origin, in Creation. It is not at all possible to misinterpret them. You are too powerful. Holy, if you only allow it.

T he ego is very powerful?

Everything makes sense. Do not be afraid! The ego is strong. It will plague you with more than doubts. But you simply put these doubts, these riddles, that you cannot solve, in front of creation. You hand them over and they never were. You are innocent and pure, as a child of the all-embracing, of creation. There can be no sin, no hell, no repentance, no devil, no evil spirits.

Summary

The curtain has not fallen, but the horror film has dissolved into its pixels. What you see now is an all-universe encompassing, all-fulfilling, all-dimensional, outstanding being of love. This is waiting for you, if you use the key, that inspiration offers you again and again. This inspiration, which already shines in every child of the universal, has, like all other terms in the previous text, the property of expanding. They expand in the timeless until they make the timelessness of time visible in your being through inspiration, the eternal moment. This is knowledge. This is the reason for the deepest happiness, that is no longer attached to things. That is what defines the Buddha.