Chapter 3 - a meditation
If you’ve stumbled your way here, you might have come to the idea that there is no specific order for which words pour out. You could be in place where understanding literally requires nothing on your part, you might even be reading the words thinking you had to learn the language. But this isn’t as specific as knowledge, as knowing is pretense and you’ve passed that. These writings portray understanding as the only thing at which a human being (or any thing) is always, already fully capable.
If you’re still on about expectations, assuming anything is absolute, then maybe this bit might help you along.
You will meditate, while you might envision Buddha crossed-legged on the mountain top as an inspiration to a practice of meditation, you also might realize that it’s not anything more than fluff. Pretty to imagine, inspiring to achieve. Mediation isn’t something that doesn’t come naturally, and isn’t exclusive to those that achieve some well-earned practice.
In basic terms, you will eventually pass out, you will “break the barrier” of the self as an actor/player to the state of an observer entertained. And yes, i truly do mean, sleep.
It’s entirely effortless on your part, it’s inevitable. Everything i’ve written isn’t meant to be guidance for you achieve some epiphany. But maybe more a rather, “well, when you put it that way” sort of feel.
Mysticism is meant to display an enticement to better yourself, to reach a goal. But, that is never a “life well-lived” and understanding should pass by, unlabored by the assumption of what it should be or should look like.
I will leave this bit with the caveat that if anyone tells you “this is all you’ll every be” you can be confident in the retort, “yes, this is all anything will ever be”.
