Wednesday, April 16, 2003
This is it.
Yet the activity of writing occurs. There's a writing going on, and it can only be by the mechanism of the personality. Only this can be the "voice" of the silence.
Everyone's voice is the voice of silence. Yet some spring from lives which have been freed from the exclusive attachment to the "I" thought, the idea of "me" that is the bounds of personal identity.
For these folk there's a very real and ongoing revealing of our true nature. This revelation had a moment of beginning in the context of a life, but the revelation itself is revealed to have always existed, in everyone.
So, the silence lives in all and is seen in some, and yet both seem to have a lot to say about it. The seers expound and the seekers do as well, agreeing or disagreeing depending on what they know or what they've chosen to believe about the truth.
And the seers either react, or not. How they react is a reflection of that mechanism of personality, that voice of the silence. That particular psychological fingerprint created by the conditioning conditions of the world.
There may be little or no identification with it, but it's still there, enabling everything that goes on here.
Those who see the silence may go on trying to describe it as an experience. It's all, yet keys are being pressed, the tv is being heard, and relief is being felt after having finished the taxes. These are all things happening to a person, not the silence. But the silence is right here as this person.
In effect, these words seemingly spring from nothing, but always through the scrim of the life that has been etched here.