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Raj Kumar Parashari 23 Aug, 2020 Views: 533
There is nothing like ignorance, only inattention.
After all, worry is a mental pain and pain is invariably a call for attention.
The moment you give attention, the call for it ceases and the question of ignorance dissolves.
Attention brings you back to the present, the now, and the presence in the now is a state ever at hand, but rarely notice.
Neither ignorance nor illusion ever happened to you. Find the self to which you ascribe ignorance and illusion and your question will be answered.
You talk as if you know the self and see it to be under the sway of ignorance and illusion.
But, in fact, you do not know the self, nor are you aware of ignorance.
By all means, become aware, this will bring you to the self and you will realize that there is neither ignorance nor delusion in it.
It is like saying: if there is sun, how can darkness be? As under a stone there will be darkness, however strong the sunlight, so in the shadow of the "I-am-the-body" consciousness there must be ignorance and illusion.
Don't ask 'why' and 'how'.
It is in the nature of creative imagination to identify itself with its creations.
You can stop it any moment by switching off attention. Or though investigation.
You have not forgotten [what you really are].
It is in the picture on the screen that you forget and then remember.
You never cease to be a man because you dream to be a tiger.
Similarly you are pure light appearing as a picture on the screen and also becoming one with it.
What is the purpose of it all?
It is the instinct of exploration, the love of the unknown, that brings me into existence.
It is in the nature of being to seek adventure in becoming, as it is in the nature of becoming to seek peace in being.
This alternation of being and becoming is inevitable; but my home is beyond.
The world is but a show, glittering and empty.
It is, and yet it is not.
It is there as long as I want to see it and take part in it. When I cease caring, it dissolves.
It has no cause and serves no purpose.
It just happens when we are absent-minded.
It appears exactly as it looks, but there is no depth in it, nor meaning.
Only the onlooker is real, call him Self or Atma.
To the Self, the world is but a colourful show, which he enjoys as long as it lasts and forgets when it is over.
Whatever happens on the stage makes him
shudder in terror or roll with laughter, yet all the time he is aware that it is but a show.
Without desire or fear, he enjoys it, as it happens.
The spirit is a sport and enjoys to overcome obstacles. The harder the task, the deeper and wider his self-realization.
The ultimate value of the body is that it serves to discover the cosmic body, which is the universe in its entirety.
As you realize yourself in manifestation, you keep on discovering that you are ever more than what you have imagined.
All that lives, works for protecting, perpetuating and expanding consciousness.
This is the world's sole meaning and purpose.