The Youniverse

Everyone is blindly running around listening to what others tell them is their purpose. They read “sacred” books which apparently contain the commandments of God regarding how they should live their lives. They strive to be as close to the image portrayed to them through advertising of what a “perfect” human being is. They chase after the things they think they need solely to fulfill the purpose of being this perfect human being. What happens when they match that image? Is there some ecstatic reward that comes with achieving the perfect life? Has anybody achieved it yet? No, nobody has reached perfection because there is no such thing. The advertised image of perfection is constantly changing and so this chase for more clothes, better looks, bigger houses, and whatnot goes on forever in misery.

If only the people would realize that they do not need to look to others to find their purpose because they have their own direct feed of knowledge. They have been receiving direct messages from within themselves about how to fulfill their purpose. Those messages have been and are still conveyed through their emotions. If only they followed their emotions they would quickly see that their only purpose is to be themselves by choosing to express themselves in whatever way they wish. They would realize that they do not need to strive to become some perfect human being because they are perfect as they are. The would see that the only reward for doing anything is the joyous feeling they generate when they do it. They would see that the image of the “perfect” human does not get them any extra reward if they achieve it. The reward is joy and there is no reason to put off feeling it until sometime in the future.

Now, I’m not saying it is “bad” to want the things people want, myself included. However, it is ignorant to believe those things can bring us joy. They can be representative of our joy, but they cannot bring us joy.

Joy is in the journey. It is in being who we are, right here, right now. The people who understand this live lives of joy and ecstasy. The people who don’t, chase after what they think will bring them joy, then feel cheated after they achieved it and realized it didn’t bring them any miraculous reward with it. God’s reward is joy. Joy is found in being who you prefer to be. In other words: you are rewarded for being you. How wonderfully simple is that? No more need for striving or struggling. Just feel the joyous ecstasy of being, forever and ever.

If you exist with the desire for creating peace, harmony, joy and ecstasy in your lives, then know you are not created with that desire without also having been created with the ability to attract that into your lives. Your awareness of that idea, in and of itself, is sufficient to bring it to you…You are not ever given a desire without also being given the ability to accomplish that desire!

— Bashar

It’s all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It’s a dream already ended. There’s nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.

— Jack Kerouac (via veinsofcrystal)

(Source: beautemillesimee)