Maxioms by Alan Watts
Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.rn
Never pretend to a love which you do not actually feel, for love is not ours to command.rn
We are at war between consciousness and nature, between the desire for permanence and the fact of flux. It is read more
We are at war between consciousness and nature, between the desire for permanence and the fact of flux. It is ourself against ourselves.
How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes,
such enchanted musical instruments as the read more
How is it possible that a being with such sensitive jewels as the eyes,
such enchanted musical instruments as the ears, and such fabulous
arabesque of nerves as the brain can experience itself anything less than
a god.
We could say that meditation doesn't have a reason or doesn't have a purpose. In this respect it's unlike almost read more
We could say that meditation doesn't have a reason or doesn't have a purpose. In this respect it's unlike almost all other things we do except perhaps making music and dancing. When we make music we don't do it in order to reach a certain point, such as the end of the composition. If that were the purpose of music then obviously the fastest players would be the best. Also, when we are dancing we are not aiming to arrive at a particular place on the floor as in a journey. When we dance, the journey itself is the point, as when we play music the playing itself is the point. And exactly the same thing is true in meditation. Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate moment.
