LIVING IS INSTANT, BELIEVING IS DISTANT

[sulochanosho]

Death is not the opposite of life, it is belief that is the very
opposite and negation of
life. The flow of life is always notwithstanding our knowing or not
knowing. We kill
our life in our beliefs and knowledge bundles.

We exhaust more and most of our years in knowing and believing, and
least or never
in 'living our life'. The crescendo of living our life always lies in
transcending and
traversing beyond our attempted knowing or believing. Knowingly or
unknowingly
we postpone our life in our attempts to accumulate borrowed knowing or
believing.
Life in its full penetration and expression is always irrespective of
and beyond our
borrowed knowledge, experiences or beliefs.

Not that we don't want knowledge and belief, but our life strives
straight without even
a small connection on our borrowed and accumulated knowledge and or
belief. We
do necessarily need know-how, certain belief in our mundane, routine
world of utility
and worldly survival. But the revival and living of our life force is
always
spontaneous, instant, and now. It doesn't have even the tiniest taint
of our borrowed
knowledge or belief.

This existence moves, lives and functions with all thriving force and
precision, not
because there are scholarly dictionaries or encyclopaedias or
accumulated data banks.
For our manufactured or established utility world, we do need
knowledge banks and
beliefs. But the existence is the very instant non-split living
paradigm of instant
spontaneous wisdoms and actions. We can never copy or store it. Only
dead things
and corpses are stored or preserved. Living force and life as it is
always transcends
everything at one stroke or swing.

A vibrant morning mist there; birds are chirping with all actions;
budding flowers
shedding their fragrance amidst the whispering whistles of cool
blowing breezes; tiny
growing transparent green leaves and plants penetrating the lights
there; withering
falling floating expired dry leaves; flowing water and river; remote
yet connected
mountains and floating clouds up in the skies - are these not the
wonders of wonders
to our virgin naked eyes?

Yes living is instant, believing is distant.