Wednesday, October 6, 2010

meditation

For thirty years I went insearch of God, and when I opened my eyes at the end of this time,I discovered that it  was really He who sought for me.           __ Bayad al-Bistami, Translations of Eastern Poetry and Prose

I had heard about a superior type of manpossessing the keys to everything which is a mystery to us. this idea of a higher and unknown
atwithin the human race was not something
I could take simply as an allegory.  Experience
has proved, I told myself,that a man cannot reach truth directly , nor all by himself.  An
intermediary has to be present, a force still
human in certain respects, yet transcending humanity in others.  somewhere on our Earth
the superior form of humanity must exist, and
not utterly out of reach. In that case
shouldn't all my effortsbedirected toward
discovering? Even if ,inf spite of my certainty ,
I were the victim of monstrous illusion,I
should lose nothing in the attempt,For, apart
from this hope, all life lacked meaning for me.
                            --Rene' Daumal
                           Mount Analogue

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