The Natural State is Not An Experience

Experience is in duality. First, there’s the subject, the experience and also there’s the experienced. All of our activities are to avoid unpleasant and to increase pleasant , in both intensity and duration.

Traces of pleasant and unpleasant experiences remain in memory. Not just the knowledge derived therefrom but emotional outcomes too accumulate. They make up what’s called as Karma.

The natural state is not an experience. It can’t be captured by the experiencing structure. It’s the lack of any experience: therefore it’s also called void. In a way, deep dreamless sleep is also lack of experience. Its effects on body and mind are known as relaxation and rejuvenation but it leaves no conscious impressions. The natural state is a similar experience: with only difference that it includes in it the waking state as well. It’s a kind of wakeful sleep.

Poets and mystics have called it blissful mystic experience of sublime beauty. But it’s devoid of any characteristics of duality. Very absence of experience renders memory clean of emotional experience. Abiding in the natural state also erases previous stores of impressions.

To say that natural state is desirable is untrue. It’s actually accumulated traces of pleasant and unpleasant experiences which make the subject desire escape from them. The Duality, and Trinity of experienced, experiences and experiencer ceases in the natural state.

Any glorification of the natural state is false simply because there’s no one to be glorified in particular. It’s nobody’s achievement or business.

Effort!

This is love.
This is bliss.
This is peace.
The transcendental bliss supreme in which nothing is lacking.
Nothing remains to be gained.

All goals are achieved in future.
Falling of body or getting a new divine body or transfiguration suggest a future where something more fulfilling will replace the current situation.

No matter what I do or where I go: this peace remains.

And though I describe it only as a contrast to my past memories: vague traces of which indicate a dreamlike existence. Another dream similar to what the present world seems like.


Present self evident bliss never diminishes as waking, sleeping and dreaming; pleasure and pain succeed one another in an endless succession.

No questions or doubts arise.
All seeking came to an end with realisation.

All ideas of coming and going,
Of being better than anyone
Excelling at anything
Have lost their meaning completely.

I don't strive for anything.

I don't exert any effort.

Self

I realized: Self or Bliss alone matters!

Why should I waste my time describing things which prove to be mere diversions?

It’s for bliss that we seek diversions.

When I realized Self : it was bliss with me : always remaining by my side, well melted in my mind, in my heart, never leaving.

It took some more transformations to convince my mind that there’s nothing else I needed to pursue but merely to sing songs appreciating what I had arrived yet.

The conviction became unshakable, firm and profound.

This absolutely quiet blissful dance of reality is my home, my nature and my love.

If I don’t talk about it: some dark elements come dancing for a while which are soon kicked out or flushed out.

I prefer talking about it. It’s reality. I see carcasses chasing dreams. I don’t think I want to pursuade them. In them also: I see the same dance of reality. Bliss. I think, feel, reflect, read and write about it: about reality. Reality which eludes Science and which is beyond human mind made itself known to me. It assumed my form by mingling well with me.