- Faith
“The death of the false self” it is here waiting to avoid pain to lie – to cover up – to avoid what is to resist – to argue it is an argument i am an argument it can’t solve the problem it’s false – by definition it worked for a while it is the constuct of a wounded child a scared little kid grab it and look deep into the illusion melt it in the sunlight like ancient ice as it disappears the truth awakens only by dying…. the truth is compassion – a desire to give a need to serve and love no need for anything tomorrow it’s all provided now and freedom brings abundance listening for the silence underneath the noise this breath – this body – this ache or pain or tickle all the same to the truth