Scripture of the Golden Eternity
Jack Kerouac
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Did I create that sky? Yes, for, if it was anything other than a conception in
my mind I wouldnt have said "Sky"-That is why I am the golden eternity. There
are not two of us here, reader and writer, but one, one golden eternity,
One-Which-It-Is, That-Which- Everything-Is.
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The awakened Buddha to show the way, the chosen Messiah to die in the
degradation of sentience, is the golden eternity. One that is what is, the
golden eternity, or, God, or, Tathagata-the name. The Named One. The human God.
Sentient Godhood. Animate Divine. The Deified One. The Verified One. The Free
One. The Liberator. The Still One. The settled One. The Established One. Golden
Eternity. All is Well. The Empty One. The Ready One. The Quitter. The Sitter.
The Justified One. The Happy One.
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That sky, if it was anything other than an illusion of my mortal mind I wouldnt
have said "that sky." Thus I made that sky, I am the golden eternity. I am
Mortal Golden Eternity.
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I was awakened to show the way, chosen to die in the degradation of life,
because I am Mortal Golden Eternity.
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I am the golden eternity in mortal animate form.
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Strictly speaking, there is no me, because all is emptiness. I am empty, I am
non-existent. All is bliss.
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This truth law has no more reality than the world.
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You are the golden eternity because there is no me and no you, only one golden
eternity.
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The Realizer. Entertain no imaginations whatever, for the thing is a no-thing.
Knowing this then is Human Godhood.
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This world is the movie of what everything is, it is one movie, made of the
same stuff throughout, belonging to nobody, which is what everything is.
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If we were not all the golden eternity we wouldnt be here. Because we are here
we cant help being pure. To tell man to be pure on account of the punishing
angel that punishes the bad and the rewarding angel that rewards the good would
be like telling the water "Be Wet"-Never the less, all things depend on supreme
reality, which is already established as the record of Karma earned-fate.
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God is not outside us but is just us, the living and the dead, the never-lived
and never-died. That we should learn it only now, is supreme reality, it was
written a long time ago in the archives of universal mind, it is already done,
there's no more to do.
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This is the knowledge that sees the golden eternity in all things, which is us,
you, me, and which is no longer us, you, me.
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What name shall we give it which hath no name, the common eternal matter of the
mind? If we were to call it essence, some might think it meant perfume, or
gold, or honey. It is not even mind. It is not even discussible, groupable into
words; it is not even endless, in fact it is not even mysterious or inscrutably
inexplicable; it is what is; it is that; it is this. We could easily call the
golden eternity "This." But "what's in a name?" asked Shakespeare. The golden
eternity by another name would be as sweet. A Tathagata, a God, a Buddha by
another name, an Allah, a Sri Krishna, a Coyote, a Brahma, a Mazda, a Messiah,
an Amida, an Aremedeia, a Maitreya, a Palalakonuh, 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 would be as
sweet. The golden eternity is X, the golden eternity is A, the golden eternity
is /\, the golden eternity is O, the golden eternity is [ ], the golden
eternity is t-h-e-g-o-l-d-e-n-e-t-e-r- n-i-t-y. In the beginning was the word;
before the beginning, in the beginningless infinite nev
erendingness, was the essence. Both the word "god" and the essence of the
word, are emptiness. The form of emptiness which is emptiness having taken the
form of form, is what you see and hear and feel right now, and what you taste
and smell and think as you read this. Wait awhile, close your eyes, let your
breathing stop three seconds or so, listen to the inside silence in the womb of
the world, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, re-recognize the bliss you
forgot, the emptiness and essence and ecstasy of ever having been and ever to
be the golden eternity. This is the lesson you forgot.
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The lesson was taught long ago in the other world systems that have naturally
changed into the empty and awake, and are here now smiling in our smile and
scowling in our scowl. It is only like the golden eternity pretending to be
smiling and scowling to itself; like a ripple on the smooth ocean of knowing.
The fate of humanity is to vanish into the golden eternity, return pouring into
its hands which are not hands. The navel shall receive, invert, and take back
what'd issued forth; the ring of flesh shall close; the personalities of long
dead heroes are blank dirt.
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