∞ “I have had awakenings far beyond the capacity of my mortal mind to apprehend, or even my physical body to survive. They exceeded the wildest hopes of my imaginings and dreams. There are a few things I would say about this matter.
The first is that such an awakening is incomplete, by nature. One cannot ‘catch up’ to the entirety of being, existence, time and relation. One can, however, become its true companion, and so too, it can become one’s true companion. The nature of incompleteness is holy; the idea of concepts is mundane. No concept can hold even one drop of the divine.
The second is that the living world is still here when we return; it is filled with lethal and malign dilemmas, it is filled with delusion, torture, imprisonment and suffering. Also with joy and wonder, and the spirit of the divine. The living world needs us, as we need it. One cannot dwell in perfect bliss while others yet suffer, and even bliss is incomplete in a flower of profound ways.
The third is that while our mortal lives have the scent of holiness about them, this is but a potential, and for it to be realized, we must actively work at completing it. This work has no end, for there are no end of moments, beings, stars and worlds.
Also, I will say that time is nothing like what we imagine. It is a living constellation of incredible betweens, and these betweens, themselves, are more than merely alive.
Finally, I will say that those who believe that the divine is to be found in books, texts, drugs or ideas, are woefully misguided. Beliefs are its opposite. Like a kiss, or one’s own birth, the divine is found only in true relation... in life, with death... and with the living places and beings that dwell here. There is no divinity in books or drugs. Nor shall there ever be.”
— an anonymous informant