CLACK!(?) – – – „Clack“ it makes and you open your eyes. In this one moment of the „CLACK“ you have seen everything. Experienced everything. There is – the soul. There is – the sense. We – are all – saved. You know there is God (in all variations, as It, She, He can be perceived). Why you know it? You can’t say it. It does not matter either.

Five years later, in conversation, tracing your own words, you say with surprise, „I think I’ve become religious somehow.“ Everyone laughs. „You noticed that early!“ they say.

Ten years later you say, „I think that was a God experience back then.“ Renewed laughter. „You realize that only now?“

„CLACK!(?)“ And everything became new. So naturally new that you just flowed into it. Without having to name it. Without having to name YOU. The sun is rising. The day is here. What is there to name and to determine?

What did I experience on this new day? During this sunny day that lasted so many years, that was so new and yet so natural and silent, and that made the sun shine over me so without much fanfare. I learned something about the substance of the world. – – And this I would like to share with you in the following.

But first:

„There is a cruel man. Patanjali is his name. Everything that arises in me of new thoughts, everything that emerges from my depths of knowledge: I read him: he has already written it all down. Thousands of years ago. A very cruel man.“ contemporary Indian mystic

„What is my knowledge? If I read the texts of the ancient sages, I find my newest thoughts there.“
from: Pavel Florensky, „The Pillar and the Foundation of Truth“.

„There is nothing that has not already been thought. But you must first have the thought itself. Then you can enjoy reading it in the great thinkers.“
from: Solzhenitsyn, The First Circle of Hell

There is no new knowledge. Not even in these texts. This book now has quite a few pages. With many many more words. But the knowledge in it is little… Maybe I just couldn’t decide what to put in or what to leave out of my notes. Maybe I didn’t trust my words enough myself, so I had to make so many after all…. The knowledge in them is only a little. I always ask the reader to remember that. And he must find out this little. It cannot be done with the mind. That is a task for our soul….

Pain must never be allowed to guide us. Our actions grow out of the fearless knowledge of our security in the meaning, of our soulfulness and of the eternal unity of everything. We always act in love for everything and everyone. There is no inner separation. Pain alone must never guide us.

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