Chapter 3: The Witness and the Illusion
This seems to be a very frightening thing. What, then, is the purpose of all this? To put more oil in your lamp and keep the flame burning? What really is the essence? But Buddha says that when you are annihilated, only then will you know what you are. And when you have disappeared, only then will you know that you are not lost; you have gained all, you have become all.
So the soul is also dropped.
Without giving opportunity
-at any point -
to sleep, to society’s talks, to sound, touch, form, taste and smell - the objects of the senses - and to forgetfulness of the soul, contemplate the soul within you.
Everything goes on dropping. Sleep is dropped, unconsciousness is dropped. We have forgotten our self - this the Upanishads call sleep. This forgetting of our own self, who we are, this not knowing of the truth that “I am God” - this the Upanishads call sleep. The day this sleep does not possess us even for a moment, that day there remains no way for the unconsciousness to take over. When this smoke no longer surrounds us, these clouds no longer hang around and the sky becomes spotless and clear and a darkness due to the clouds never descends, then there is a constant remembrance.
Remembrance is not the right word. All words are wrong for expressing what the Upanishads want to say. But one is helpless - there is no other way but to use words.
It is not right to say “remembrance” because the word remembrance implies something which is past and forgotten also. Constant remembrance implies something that is never forgotten.
It happened once: There was a mystic in Tibet called Naropa. Many people used to come to him and they were puzzled, because it was well known that he was totally merged in the divine and they never heard Naropa ever remembering God’s name. His disciples often asked Naropa, “People say that you are merged in the divine, but how come you never remember God?” Naropa is said to have replied, “How am I to remember when I never forget? And the day I start remembering God, know that Naropa has fallen. The day I remember, the day I call God’s name, you may understand that Naropa has fallen, that he has forgotten and has fallen asleep. When I do not fall asleep, when I never forget God, how am I to remember then?”
In such a state is entry into that absolutely secret cave which is within us all.
Enough for today.