Scripture of the Golden Eternity
If we were not all the golden eternity we wouldnt be here. Because we are here we can't
help being pure. To tell man to be pure on account of the punishing angel that punishes the
bad and the rewarding angel that rewards the good would be like telling the water "Be Wet"
Never the less, all things depend on supreme reality, which is already established as the
record of Karma earned-fate.
God is not outside us but is just us, the living and the dead, the never-lived and never-died.
That we should learn it only now, is supreme reality, it was written a long time ago in the
archives of universal mind, it is already done, there's no more to do.
This is the knowledge that sees the golden eternity in all things, which is us, you, me, and
which is no longer us, you, me.
What name shall we give it which hath no name, the common eternal matter of the mind? If
we were to call it essence, some might think it meant perfume, or gold, or honey. It is not
even mind. It is not even discussible, groupable into words; it is not even endless, in fact it is
not even mysterious or inscrutably inexplicable; it is what is; it is that; it is this. We could
easily call the golden eternity "This." But "what's in a name?" asked Shakespeare. The
golden eternity by another name would be as sweet. A Tathagata, a God, a Buddha by
another name, an Allah, a Sri Krishna, a Coyote, a Brahma, a Mazda, a Messiah, an
Amida, an Aremedeia, a Maitreya, a Palalakonuh, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 would be as sweet. The
golden eternity is X, the golden eternity is A, the golden eternity is /\, the golden eternity is
O, the golden eternity is [ ], the golden eternity is t-h-e-g-o-l-d-e-n-e-t-e-r-n-i-t-y. In the
beginning was the word; before the beginning, in the beginningless infinite
neverendingness, was the essence. Both the word "god" and the essence of the word, are
emptiness. The form of emptiness which is emptiness having taken the form of form, is what
you see and hear and feel right now, and what you taste and smell and think as you read
this. Wait awhile, close your eyes, let your breathing stop three seconds or so, listen to the
inside silence in the womb of the world, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, re- recognize
the bliss you forgot, the emptiness and essence and ecstasy of ever having been and ever to
be the golden eternity. This is the lesson you forgot.
The lesson was taught long ago in the other world systems that have naturally changed into
the empty and awake, and are here now smiling in our smile and scowling in our scowl. It is
only like the golden eternity pretending to be smiling and scowling to itself; like a ripple on
the smooth ocean of knowing. The fate of humanity is to vanish into the golden eternity,
return pouring into its hands which are not hands. The navel shall receive, invert, and take
back what'd issued forth; the ring of flesh shall close; the personalities of long dead heroes
are blank dirt.
The point is we're waiting, not how comfortable we
are while waiting. Paleolithic man waited by caves
for the realization of why he was there, and
hunted; modern men wait in beautified homes and try
to forget death and birth. We're waiting for the
realization that this is the golden eternity.
It came on time.
There is a blessedness surely to be believed, and
that is that everything abides in eternal ecstasy,
now and forever.
Mother Kali eats herself back. All things but come
to go. All these holy forms, unmanifest, not even
forms, truebodies of blank bright ecstasy, abiding
in a trance, "in emptiness and silence' as it is
pointed out in the Diamond-cutter, asked to be only
what they are: GLAD.
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