Discover a simple doorway to nondual realization by contemplating two simple facts. A one minute read for a lifetime of marvel in everyday life.
After decades of seeking closure on anything and everything, I made a discovery. A short nondual insight on letting go of final answers.
A reflection on perception: blue isn’t real, it’s imagined. Reality isn’t conceived—it’s *unceived*. What happens when you drop imagination’s trick?
The present: a blade without breadth, slicing time into memory and expectation. What is left? A haiku exploring the fleeting nature of change.
A Shakespearean electric velocity ode: Hearken ye to a clandestine tryst 'twixt a fledgling Tesla and the venerable Porsche upon the Teutonic tarmac