Scripture of the Golden Eternity - continued
Jack Kerouac
31
There's no need to deny that evil thing called GOOGOO, which doesnt exist, just
as there's no need to deny that evil thing called Sex and Rebirth, which also
doesn't exist, as it is only a form of emptiness. The bead of semen comes from
a long line of awakened natures that were your parent, a holy flow, a
succession of saviors pouring from the womb of the dark void and back into it,
fantastic magic imagination of the lightning, flash, plays, dreams, not even
plays, dreams.
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"The womb of exuberant fertility," Ashvhaghosha called it, radiating forms out
of its womb of exuberant emptiness. In emptiness there is no Why, no knowledge
of Why, no ignorance of Why, no asking and no answering of Why, and no
significance attached to this.
33
A disturbed and frightened man is like the golden eternity experimentally
pretending at feeling the disturbed-and-frightened mood; a calm and joyous man,
is like the golden eternity pretending at experimenting with that experience; a
man experiencing his Sentient Being, is like the golden eternity pretending at
trying that out too; a man who has no thoughts, is like the golden eternity
pretending at being itself; because the emptiness of everything has no
beginning and no end and at present is infinite.
34
"Love is all in all," said Sainte Therese, choosing Love for her vocation and
pouring out her happiness, from her garden by the gate, with a gentle smile,
pouring roses on the earth, so that the beggar in the thunderbolt received of
the endless offering of her dark void. Man goes a-beggaring into nothingness.
"Ignorance is the father, Habit-Energy is the Mother." Opposites are not the
same for the same reason they are the same.
35
The words "atoms of dust" and "the great universes" are only words. The idea
that they imply is only an idea. The belief that we live here in this
existence, divided into various beings, passing food in and out of ourselves,
and casting off husks of bodies one after another with no cessation and no
definite or particular discrimination, is only an idea. The seat of our
Immortal Intelligence can be seen in that beating light between the eyes the
Wisdom Eye of the ancients: we know what we're doing: we're not disturbed:
because we're like the golden eternity pretending at playing the magic cardgame
and making believe it's real, it's a big dream, a joyous ecstasy of words and
ideas and flesh, an ethereal flower unfolding a folding back, a movie, an
exuberant bunch of lines bounding emptiness, the womb of Avalokitesvara, a vast
secret silence, springtime in the Void, happy young gods talking and drinking
on a cloud. Our 32,000 chillicosms bear all the marks of excellence. Blind m
ilky light fills our night; and the morning is crystal.
36
Give a gift to your brother, but there's no gift to compare with the giving of
assurance that he is the golden eternity. The true understanding of this would
bring tears to your eyes. The other shore is right here, forgive and forget,
protect and reassure. Your tormenters will be purified. Raise thy diamond hand.
Have faith and wait. The course of your days is a river rumbling over your
rocky back. You're sitting at the bottom of the world with a head of iron.
Religion is thy sad heart. You're the golden eternity and it must be done by
you. And means one thing: Nothing-Ever-Happened. This is the golden eternity.
37
When the Prince of the Kalinga severed the flesh from the limbs and body of
Buddha, even then the Buddha was free from any such ideas as his own self,
other self, living beings divided into many selves, or living beings united and
identified into one eternal self. The golden eternity isnt "me." Before you can
know that you're dreaming you'll wake up, Atman. Had the Buddha, the Awakened
One, cherished any of these imaginary judgments of and about things, he would
have fallen into impatience and hatred in his suffering. Instead, like Jesus on
the Cross he saw the light and died kind, loving all living things.
38
The world was spun out of a blade of grass: the world was spun out of a mind.
Heaven was spun out of a blade of grass: heaven was spun out of a mind. Neither
will do you much good, neither will do you much harm. The Oriental imperturbed,
is the golden eternity.
39
He is called a Yogi, his is called a Priest, a Minister, a Brahmin, a Parson, a
Chaplain, a Roshi, a Laoshih, a Master, a Patriarch, a Pope, a Spiritual
Commissar, a Counselor, and Adviser, a Bodhisattva-Mahasattva, an Old Man, a
Saint, a Shaman, a Leader, who thinks nothing of himself as separate from
another self, not higher nor lower, no stages and no definite attainments, no
mysterious stigmata or secret holyhood, no wild dark knowledge and no venerable
authoritativeness, nay a giggling sage sweeping out of the kitchen with a
broom. After supper, a silent smoke. Because there is no definite teaching: the
world is undisciplined. Nature endlessly in every direction inward to your body
and outward into space.
40
Meditate outdoors. The dark trees at night are not really the dark trees at
night, it's only the golden eternity.
41
A mosquito as big as Mount Everest is much bigger than you think: a horse's
hoof is more delicate than it looks. An altar consecrated to the golden
eternity, filled with roses and lotuses and diamonds, is the cell of the humble
prisoner, the cell so cold and dreary. Boethius kissed the Robe of the Mother
Truth in a Roman dungeon.
42
Do you think the emptiness of the sky will ever crumble away? Every little
child knows that everybody will go to heaven. Knowing that nothing ever
happened is not really knowing that nothing ever happened, it's the golden
eternity. In other words, nothing can compare with telling your brother and
your sister that what happened, what is happening, and what will happen, never
really happened, is not really happening and never will happen, it is only the
golden eternity. Nothing was ever born, nothing will ever die. Indeed, it didnt
even happen that you heard about golden eternity through the accidental reading
of this scripture. The thing is easily false. There are no warnings whatever
issuing from the golden eternity: do what you want.
43
Even in dreams be kind, because anyway there is no time, no space, no mind.
"It's all not-born," said Bankei of Japan, whose mother heard this from her son
did what we call "died happy." And even if she had died unhappy, dying unhappy
is not really dying unhappy, it's the golden eternity. It's impossible to
exist, it's impossible to be persecuted, it's impossible to miss your reward.
44
Eight hundred and four thousand myriads of Awakened Ones throughout numberless
swirls of epochs appeared to work hard to save a grain of sand, and it was only
the golden eternity. And their combined reward will be no greater and no lesser
than what will be won by a piece of dried turd. It's a reward beyond thought.
45
When you've understood this scripture, throw it away. If you cant understand
this scripture, throw it away. I insist on your freedom.
46
O everlasting Eternity, all things and all truth laws are no- things, in three
ways, which is the same way: AS THINGS OF TIME they dont exist because there is
no furthest atom than can be found or weighed or grasped, it is emptiness
through and through, matter and empty space too. AS THINGS OF MIND they dont
exist, because the mind that conceives and makes them out does so by seeing,
hearing touching, smelling, tasting, and mentally-noticing and without this
mind they would not be seen or heard or felt or smelled or tasted or
mentally-noticed, they are discriminated that which they're not necessarily by
imaginary judgments of the mind, they are actually dependent on the mind that
makes them out, by themselves they are no-things, they are really mental, seen
only of the mind, they are really empty visions of the mind, heaven is a
vision, everything is a vision. What does it mean that I am in this endless
universe thinking I'm a man sitting under the stars on the terrace of ear
th, but actually empty and awake throughout the emptiness and awakedness of
everything? It means that I am empty and awake, knowing that I am empty and
awake, and that there's no difference between me and anything else. It means
that I have attained to that which everything is.
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The-Attainer-To-That-Which-Everything-Is, the Sanskrit Tathagata, has no ideas
whatever but abides in essence identically with the essence of all things,
which is what it is, in emptiness and silence. Imaginary meaning stretched to
make mountains and as far as the germ is concerned it stretched even further to
make molehills. A million souls dropped through hell but nobody saw them or
counted them. A lot of large people isnt really a lot of large people, it's
only the golden eternity. When St. Francis went to heaven he did not add to
heaven nor detract from earth. Locate silence, possess space, spot me the ego.
"From the beginning," said the Sixth Patriarch of the China School, "not a
thing is."
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