The Mirage of Separation by Billy Doyle

Author:Billy Doyle [Doyle, Billy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780955829000
Publisher: New Harbinger Publications
Published: 2008-04-04T04:00:00+00:00

there is not

when the clay pot breaks

where is the space inside and outside

where is the you and the me

the here and there

the rising and the setting

the day and the night

the pure and the impure

there is not

27

volition is the devil

makes you think you can attain

but the ultimate is not

to be attained

all volition ensnares you

deeper into the black pit of illusion

thinking you’ve achieved something

28

your compassion for the world is admirable

but where is the compassion for the Self

smothered beneath a mountain of concepts

it can barely breath

see through the illusion

of being a separate entity

of being I am this, I am that

and let the Self breath forth

29

fighting the ego is a great battle

that monster from the underworld

every minute you must be vigilant

and ready to take up sword

but does the creature really exist

have the sightings been verified

are they any more than your thoughts

are you not wrestling with a phantom

where is the ego

when you’re not inventing it

30

the ego is as sticky as glue

all the debris collects round it

producing karmic layering

burying you deep in your individuality

but to the Self nothing can cling

being nothing, insults pass unregistered

praise, adulation likewise

nothing invades sacred space

for there is nothing outside

and nothing to defend

31

the winds of thought

puffs up the sails of the ego

and blows you hither and thither

from crest to trough

from pleasure to pain

but if you just observe

these thoughts with disinterest

they will subside

and the sails of the ego

will go slack

and you will be

one with the ocean

32

not the faintest whiff of objectivity

not a speck of its corrosive dust

no-thing to touch or see

and no-body touching or seeing

where past and future

have no echo

no borders, only I

33

Maybe you know this story:

There was once a fish called Agonda

that heard of this marvellous thing called water.

It went on a long search from ocean to ocean

asking many a wise fish where water was to be found.

After years of fruitless journeys and much misleading advice,

Agonda was discussing her plight with a rather ordinary

looking fish she met by some rocks. It told Agonda:

“The water is all around you”.

Agonda was astonished, and laughing at herself felt overjoyed.

We seek happiness thinking it must be something outside us to be acquired.

We look in every direction until we realise it is not outside, but our real nature, nearer than the nearest, we have always been at home.

34

There was once a king called Alexi, who on

waking one morning after a strange dream

found his wife missing. He sent his courtiers

throughout his kingdom in search of her.

But after a year had passed and no success

he was almost suicidal. Then one morning

on waking he remembered he had never been

married.

Our misery is created by the illusion we lack something.

When we wake up in our real nature we realise nothing was ever missing.

35

you know the world around you

you know your house

you know your body, your thoughts,

emotions, your personality

but who is this knower

you can never know the knower

it is not an object to be known

it is the eternal background

the silence

that which you are

36

it is ignorance to know

the diversity of the whole world

and never to have asked

who is the knower

37

the tree you can touch

the

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