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by Алекс711 » Sun Sep 05, 2010 16:55
"*********!!!!I fell asleep about eight o'clock, but it was a little like a dream. Now I understand what is meant by Patanjali when he says that Samadhi is like sleep. The difference is only one: in Samadhi you both sleep and awake, sleep and awake. Body relaxed, every cell of the body is asleep, but within you burns the flame of awareness... clear, producing no soot. You alert, but relaxed, not tense, but fully conscious. The body rests in deep sleep, and the consciousness ascends to the peak of activity. So connect the top of consciousness and depression of bodily rest.
I fell asleep. It was a strange sleep: body is asleep and I'm awake. It was so weird... You look ripped in two, pulled in two directions, smashed in two dimensions, but the two poles at the same time was so acute like I'm simultaneously proved to be both Positive and negative, sleep and wakefulness, ^^^^^^*****life and death merged into one. It was that moment when you merge the Creator and the created.
The condition was supernatural. The first time it shakes to the depths of the soul. After this experience you will never be the same. It brings a whole new Outlook on life, makes you different.
Around midnight my eyes were suddenly opened by themselves... anyway, I did not make any efforts. Something disturbed my sleep. I felt beside him, in his room, the presence of someone. My room was quite tiny, but I felt all around the pulse of life, powerful vibrations. It was like I was in the eye of a Typhoon and drown in the majestic storm of light, joy and bliss.
It was so real that the unreal has become everything else: the walls, the whole house, my very body. Everything became unreal, because ****just now I first time saw the true reality.
That is why we so hard to understand, when Buddha and Shankara say that the world is Maya, illusion. We know only this, our world, we have nothing to compare it to.
...My room was too small for such a Grand event. For this event, even the starry sky – too close to the roof. It is more of the sky. Even the sky is not the limit. But I still felt lighter.
I headed to a nearby garden. Even my gait was different. I walked as if gravity disappeared. I walked, ran or just floating – it's hard to say. Gravity was not, I haven't weighed, I was attracted by some force. I found myself in the arms of some unknown energy.
^^^^^*******Remember, since that day I never was really in my body. Me connects with a body only a thin thread. And I wonder all the time that the Whole reason I want to stay here – and I've been here not alone, not by choice. Will Whole keeps me here, it allows me to spend some more time on this beach. Maybe through me a Whole wants to share something.
The world is beautiful. But I'm not talking about your world, I'm talking about my world. Your world is ugly, he created your "I", a world of projections. Use genuine reality as a screen that reflects your own view of the world.
When I say that the world is real, this incredible, wonderful world – drowning in infinity, filled with light and joy. It's the eternal holiday – I'm talking about my world. It can be yours, just need to Wake up.
That night I became empty and then filled. I ceased to be and became the very being. That night I died and was born again. But he who was born had nothing in common with those who died. There was no connection. On view I have not changed, but still between me and the new me had nothing in common. Perishing perishing to the end, nothing of it remains.
I've experienced a lot of deaths, but none can compare. All the past death was incomplete.
Sometimes the body dies, sometimes the mind, sometimes part of the ego, but the personality remains. Repeatedly updated, repainted repeatedly – something is changing here, something here, but the personality remains, retained a certain continuity.
But that night death was full and complete. This is the day of my death and the day of my Union with God.
Source:
Osho Rajneesh. "Autobiography incorrect mystic".<