Thursday, June 5, 2008

ah gain sees the mighty

"However, when a person couldn’t care less about his security or finding a place to relax, or about being rewarded in this world or the world to come; when he wants only one thing - to discover the truth - he then discovers the wisdom of Kabbalah. Such a person has sought after all desires and revealed their emptiness. He neglects them because they are based on compromising with his consciousness, “sweeping things under the table” so to speak, and they make him ignore the painful inner questions. The desire to discover the truth makes him incapable of lying to himself, and ready for anything as long as it leads to the truth. The point in the heart is speaking within such a person, and not his earthly desires, his heart."
Rav Laitman

go into the night
bring me
along

held erect lightly
hold my
candle

see into the night
love me
cry out

seperate light
from night
joyously

life is waiting
here.
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Friday, May 9, 2008

"we sense this world more or less alike"

Rav Laitman.



"By nature, only reception is sweet to man, and bestowal is bitter. And the work—to turn reception into bestowal—is called “the work in the heart.”

"In the mind, the work is of “true and false.” And for this, we need to work in faith, meaning believe in faith in the sages. This is so because the worker cannot clarify the matter of “true and false” to himself." "Baal HaSulam"




it is an ancient city, endlessly unique. everything wais clear as to the evolution of the city. in fact, there is neither any way nor desire amongst the inhabitants to change (it). Catherine, spoke this, before she moved, there. leaving me alone.leaving me memories. it is clear - to me, (how), she wants me to follow her, to chase after her, to be with her... to put aside this sense of loss. to feel her, sense her, her influence, her quiet comforting reflecting light - - - but she is hiding.

around me, live, everyone lives, in a great state of constant sunshiny reflections.mirrored buildings isolate the normals and reflect the glimmering skies like mirages. the normal create the cities. the cities are influenced by inhabitants. objects like; kites, churches, boats, cars, groceries, (dancing?), trees, neighbors, houses, yearbooks, and, unbelievable machines make life fascinating and bearable. precisely the kinds of qualities for living that help one change. the effect of this understanding is what she sees in me, though I do not see it, ifeel it. still, she said, you live in a city where change is certain.
I see the roads, the caravans, the sellers of stuff, passover, so frequently, have become flowing rivers -- changing the landscape yet not the inhabitants. the fashion they sell, so expertly, so well, seem so perfect because we remember our habits. few realize these sellers of goods are not from around here, still they are familiar angels. every person here desires the same, she said to me. everyone is intending to move to the endless citi. "change your place change your luck", she whispered, the night she went...

find her. here.
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Friday, March 14, 2008

Wear Your Self I Shout

Love

Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the
perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?
Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten
your eyes.
Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to my vague memory of
you. I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm.
Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every
window.
Because of you, the heady perfumes of summer pain me; because
of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitate desires: shooting
stars, falling objects.

Pablo Neruda


"Ashlag works with a growing sense of urgency on the task of spreading and interpreting the kabbala. He appears to give up in his attempts to influence the Zionist leadership and to lose hope in the value of political communism imposed from above. What he does propose, astonishingly, is a kind of world religion, based on altruistic social justice, in which every culture would retain its own specific religious traditions while cooperating in uprooting exploitation and poverty. " HA'ARETZ Article.

"Therefore, when one begins to work in order to bestow, and this goes against ones nature, this is called "toil". since the body (refers to ones wills and desires) opposes it, being that any movement which the body does not see that it will be use for itself, it opposes with all of its strength, and tremendous powers are needed to overcome it."

http://www.kabbalah.info/engkab/rabash/1989-11.htm


to each reveal what is in us by together receiving until we broke. at this point we are weary and decide to move ahead, instead - wei are lost. it is here. where the concealment began to uncover (?) by hiding more carefully in identifiable ways. in, this way, we, no longer-- each, together- longingly, move.

th(es)is, is, why (?) weariness motiveates the irrigation of desires that separate us from our selfish, though never more than the ego allows us to gain, freedom. and so the plea for release becomes more important than the ego at that moment, no matter how infinitesimal the moment. the intention clearly means: movement is imminent, even when not desired.
therefore to (ere is human) pass through the calamity this brings it, the ego, sensing its fear of the surrounding illumination in the world of action and wanting to-- be, violently releases to the immediate vessel, the desire, the intention, so, in this way...a point is stumbled upon. through the concealment of this world this action of weariness procures the vanity essential to the emotional pain of sensing of inner desires for personal gain. all is vanity. this moment reveals the weariness for what it is.
the way to the light is meant for each, all' is the-many-of-one-soul longing for unity, here, amidst the lightlessness and heavy... one of many. since arriving each moves here:

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