THE PRICE OF ADMISSION

JOHN MCINTOSH

From the sublime beauty of  lofty music that swells and embraces the heart to heights of ecstatic joy to the depths and malicious corridors of dark  and agonizing imaginations, the pendulum of opposites swings in sweeping arcs of separation. It cannot be otherwise, as the world of manifested things and experiences demands contrast.

The mind that is the author and architect of its surrounding universe seeks endlessly to correct, to fix, to somehow bring peace to what is made-up out of friction, the required essence of feelings. Nowhere else can the Emptiness of the ONE SELF You Are experience ITs infinite possibilities. IT must have a canvas, a stage, a dream in which to project what can only occur where separation ‘seems’ real.

And yet, this very longing to find peace out of chaos eventually drives the wandering and slumbering ONE SELF, hidden as YOU ARE within the garments of illusion, back inside to the source ‘of’ ITs dream – IT SELF. It is a divine dichotomy of endless agony and ecstasy, the price of admission to fully experience IT/YOUR SELF.

-image by Solveig Larson

WHAT’S REALLY HAPPENING – as told in ‘a fiction about reality’

John’s New Book – PARK LADY

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