| Today I sense the fearless joy of Taoist simpletons. Fearless joy is the ocean into which those who know it merge without remainder. It is always and everywhere like the air we breathe although, throughout human history, most poor souls have not accepted that even the concept makes sense. The crippled realists of flat earth. But now ... |
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EXIJEL.
The existential jelly.
Lubrication for the spiritual path. The fluid that facilitates transcendence. No mere worldly elixir like overproof rum or mushroom tea
- this is the metaphorical salve. Salvation's salve.
EXIJEL
putting the salve back in salvation.
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Good news and bad news.
| You have an in-built store of EXIJEL |
BUT |
it is locked in the deep recesses of your mind |
| Keys are everywhere |
you see the keys as trinkets for new-age hippies and weirdos |
| It is never too late to unlock your mind |
you cling desperately to your materialist conditioning |
Wise up! EXIJEL is awareness.
Make space for quiet times in your day.
That's all.
Just sit, shut up and be aware of what goes on in your head.
All else follows as day follows night.
Unplug from the poisonous drip feed of media
distraction
Be still and know. |