unpredictability. This is why trying to discuss ‘non-duality’ at a dinner party with friends just won’t be heard. You might as well be speaking a foreign language. The other dramas showing on screens one, two and three are providing all the entertainment necessary for your friends and colleagues. Don’t bother with subtitles either, in the form of showing them ancient teachings or introducing ‘self-enquiry’, the silly buggers won’t read them.
The drama constructed from a fear of a dreamt separate world creates constant anxiety for a person. Your eyes are fixed on a future that never arrives. This false sense of ‘me’ will never be happy—ever. It thinks it knows how to be happy by emulating others who it thinks are doing well and who prosper in the world. The pursuit of physical riches and admiration is like peeking through the cracks of the stage curtains at a cold, black, white and grey audience, not noticing the constant light, colour and warmth shining constantly within you. It seems Wholeness will do absolutely anything to gain what it thinks it has lost. It will travel to holy places and seek out holy people. It will try and control thought and goes out of its way to be compassionate to others.
Wholeness may not be as stupid as you might think. The seeking keeps the drama going all the time that there is a someone looking for a future, and that ‘future’ includes enlightenment. If you were watching a movie and paid your money, you would be rather miffed if it ended after only ten minutes: let’s face it, you have hardly had time to become irritated by the kid behind you kicking your seat, let alone start on the bucket of popcorn.
It appears that some people are mighty fortunate and have what seems to be a half-hour sitcom as their drama; other poor sods have the director’s cut of War and Peace . When it’s over for them, they find themselves dead in their seat and get taken straight to the crematorium, cooked in the chair they were watching from.
So, dramas are all unique. Wholeness likes to sit and watch multiple screens, flicking through the channels, laughing at some and crying with others. When it finally switches off the set, silence and stillness provide all the entertainment required. The blockbuster called ‘having a life’ starts to lose its appeal. It is like when you are growing-up, Tom and Jerry get replaced by horrors, thrillers or so-called adult entertainment. Mind you, when the false sense of separation gets rumbled Tom and Jerry can become an absolute scream. Watch the episode Jerry and Jumbo , where a baby elephant falls from the travelling circus train and ends up making friends with Jerry—hilarious.
Dramas need their sets. They need context for their plots and venues for their actors to exchange dialogue. Old westerns had the shop fronts and saloon bars propped up with timber bracing, and if you have noticed the wobble on wooden frames from slammed doors on low-budget soap operas, you will know what I mean. Clever camera crews and multiple angles show us just enough information to fool us and help us play along with the film makers.
The life drama is no different. Right now I am sitting in my office writing this close to Christmas. There is a parcel downstairs that needs taking to the local post office, a ten minute walk away. This requires imagination on a grand scale because the parcel, the post office and even the downstairs are not present. All that’s happening is that pen is squiggling on paper and thought objects are creating the next scene of parcel posting.
Nothing is actually happening other than thought which is building sets and writing scripts. How absolutely amazing this is. It is so obvious when personing collapses and becomes impossible when Wholeness takes a world view.
I wonder sometimes what on earth the readers of this must think, especially those who have picked it up at a jumble sale or found it
The drama constructed from a fear of a dreamt separate world creates constant anxiety for a person. Your eyes are fixed on a future that never arrives. This false sense of ‘me’ will never be happy—ever. It thinks it knows how to be happy by emulating others who it thinks are doing well and who prosper in the world. The pursuit of physical riches and admiration is like peeking through the cracks of the stage curtains at a cold, black, white and grey audience, not noticing the constant light, colour and warmth shining constantly within you. It seems Wholeness will do absolutely anything to gain what it thinks it has lost. It will travel to holy places and seek out holy people. It will try and control thought and goes out of its way to be compassionate to others.
Wholeness may not be as stupid as you might think. The seeking keeps the drama going all the time that there is a someone looking for a future, and that ‘future’ includes enlightenment. If you were watching a movie and paid your money, you would be rather miffed if it ended after only ten minutes: let’s face it, you have hardly had time to become irritated by the kid behind you kicking your seat, let alone start on the bucket of popcorn.
It appears that some people are mighty fortunate and have what seems to be a half-hour sitcom as their drama; other poor sods have the director’s cut of War and Peace . When it’s over for them, they find themselves dead in their seat and get taken straight to the crematorium, cooked in the chair they were watching from.
So, dramas are all unique. Wholeness likes to sit and watch multiple screens, flicking through the channels, laughing at some and crying with others. When it finally switches off the set, silence and stillness provide all the entertainment required. The blockbuster called ‘having a life’ starts to lose its appeal. It is like when you are growing-up, Tom and Jerry get replaced by horrors, thrillers or so-called adult entertainment. Mind you, when the false sense of separation gets rumbled Tom and Jerry can become an absolute scream. Watch the episode Jerry and Jumbo , where a baby elephant falls from the travelling circus train and ends up making friends with Jerry—hilarious.
Dramas need their sets. They need context for their plots and venues for their actors to exchange dialogue. Old westerns had the shop fronts and saloon bars propped up with timber bracing, and if you have noticed the wobble on wooden frames from slammed doors on low-budget soap operas, you will know what I mean. Clever camera crews and multiple angles show us just enough information to fool us and help us play along with the film makers.
The life drama is no different. Right now I am sitting in my office writing this close to Christmas. There is a parcel downstairs that needs taking to the local post office, a ten minute walk away. This requires imagination on a grand scale because the parcel, the post office and even the downstairs are not present. All that’s happening is that pen is squiggling on paper and thought objects are creating the next scene of parcel posting.
Nothing is actually happening other than thought which is building sets and writing scripts. How absolutely amazing this is. It is so obvious when personing collapses and becomes impossible when Wholeness takes a world view.
I wonder sometimes what on earth the readers of this must think, especially those who have picked it up at a jumble sale or found it
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