Scripture of the Golden Eternity - continued
Jack Kerouac
48
He who loves all life with his pity and intelligence isnt really he who loves
all life with his pity and intelligence, it's only natural. The universe is
fully known because it is ignored. Enlightenment comes when you dont care. This
is a good tree stump I'm sitting on. You cant even grasp your own pain let
alone your eternal reward. I love you because you're me. I love you because
there's nothing else to do. It's just the natural golden eternity.
49
What does it mean that those trees and mountains are magic and unreal?- It
means that those trees and mountains are magic and unreal. What does it mean
that those trees and mountains are not magic but real?- it means that those
trees and mountains are not magic but real. Men are just making imaginary
judgments both ways, and all the time it's just the same natural golden
eternity.
50
If the golden eternity was anything other than mere words, you could not have
said "golden eternity." This means that the words are used to point at the
endless nothingness of reality. If the endless nothingness of reality was
anything other than mere words, you could not have said "endless nothingness of
reality," you could not have said it. This means that the golden eternity is
out of our word-reach, it refuses steadfastly to be described, it runs away
from us and leads us in. The name is not really the name. The same way, you
could not have said "this world" if this world was anything other than mere
words. There's nothing there but just that. They've long known that there's
nothing to life but just the living of it. It Is What It Is and That's All It
Is.
51
There's no system of teaching and no reward for teaching the golden eternity,
because nothing has happened. In the golden eternity teaching and reward havent
even vanished let alone appeared. The golden eternity doesnt even have to be
perfect. It is very silly of me to talk about it. I talk about it simply
because here I am dreaming that I talk about it in a dream already ended, ages
ago, from which I'm already awake, and it was only an empty dreaming, in fact
nothing whatever, in fact nothing ever happened at all. The beauty of attaining
the golden eternity is that nothing will be acquired, at last.
52
Kindness and sympathy, understanding and encouragement, these give: they are
better than just presents and gifts: no reason in the world why not. Anyhow, be
nice. Remember the golden eternity is yourself. "If someone will simply
practice kindness," said Gotama to Subhuti, "he will soon attain highest
perfect wisdom." Then he added: "Kindness after all is only a word and it
should be done on the spot without thought of kindness." By practicing kindness
all over with everyone you will soon come into the holy trance, infinite
distinctions of personalities will become what they really mysteriously are,
our common and eternal blissstuff, the pureness of everything forever, the
great bright essence of mind, even and one thing everywhere the holy eternal
milky love, the white light everywhere everything, emptybliss, svaha, shining,
ready, and awake, the compassion in the sound of silence, the swarming myriad
trillionaire you are.
53
Everything's alright, form is emptiness and emptiness is form, and we're here
forever, in one form or another, which is empty. Everything's alright, we're
not here, there, or anywhere. Everything's alright, cats sleep.
54
The everlasting and tranquil essence, look around and see the smiling essence
everywhere. How wily was the world made, Maya, not-even-made.
55
There's the world in the daylight. If it was completely dark you wouldnt see it
but it would still be there. If you close your eyes you really see what it's
like: mysterious particle-swarming emptiness. On the moon big mosquitos of
straw know this in the kindness of their hearts. Truly speaking, unrecognizably
sweet it all is. Don't worry about nothing.
56
Imaginary judgments about things, in the Nothing-Ever-Happened wonderful void,
you dont even have to reject them, let alone accept them. "That looks like a
tree, let's call it a tree," said Coyote to Earthmaker at the beginning, and
they walked around the rootdrinker patting their bellies.
57
Perfectly selfless, the beauty of it, the butterfly doesnt take it as a
personal achievement, he just disappears through the trees. You too, kind and
humble and not-even-here, it wasnt in a greedy mood that you saw the light that
belongs to everybody.
58
Look at your little finger, the emptiness of it is no different that the
emptiness of infinity.
59
Cats yawn because they realize that there's nothing to do.
60
Up in heaven you wont remember all these tricks of yours. You wont even sigh
"Why?" Whether as atomic dust or as great cities, what's the difference in all
this stuff. A tree is still only a rootdrinker. The puma's twisted face
continues to look at the blue sky with sightless eyes, Ah sweet divine and
indescribable verdurous paradise planted in mid-air! Caitanya, it's only
consciousness. Not with thoughts of your mind, but in the believing sweetness
of your heart, you snap the link and open the golden door and disappear into
the bright room, the everlasting ecstasy, eternal Now. Soldier, follow me! -
there never was a war. Arjuna, dont fight! - why fight over nothing? Bless and
sit down.
61
I remember that I'm supposed to be a man and consciousness and I focus my eyes
and the print reappears and the words of the poor book are saying, "The world,
as God has made it" and there are no words in my pitying heart to express the
knowless loveliness of the trance there was before I read those words, I had no
such idea that there was a world.
62
This world has no marks, signs, or evidence of existence, nor the noises in it,
like accident of wind or voices or heehawing animals, yet listen closely the
eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been gong
on, and will go on and on. This is because the world is nothing but a dream and
is just thought of and the everlasting eternity pays no attention to it. At
night under the moon, or in a quiet room, hush now, the secret music of the
Unborn goes on and on, beyond conception, awake beyond existence. Properly
speaking, awake is not really awake because the golden eternity never went to
sleep; you can tell by the constant sound of Silence which cuts through this
world like a magic diamond through the trick of your not realizing that your
mind caused the world.
63
The God of the American Plateau Indian was Coyote. He says: "Earth! those
beings living on your surface, none of them disappearing, will all be
transformed. When I have spoken to them, when they have spoken to me, from that
moment on, their words and their bodies which they usually use to move about
with, will all change. I will not have heard them."
64
I was smelling flowers in the yard, and when I stood up I took a deep breath
and the blood all rushed to my brain and I woke up dead on my back in the
grass. I had apparently fainted, or died, for about sixty seconds. My neighbor
saw me but he thought I had just suddenly thrown myself on the grass to enjoy
the sun. During that timeless moment of unconsciousness I saw the golden
eternity. I saw heaven. In it nothing had ever happened, the events of a
million years ago were just as phantom and ungraspable as the events of now, or
the events of the next ten minutes. It was perfect, the golden solitude, the
golden emptiness, Something-Or- Other, something surely humble. There was a
rapturous ring of silence abiding perfectly. There was no question of being
alive or not being alive, of likes and dislikes, of near or far, no question of
giving or gratitude, no question of mercy or judgment, or of suffering or its
opposite or anything. It was the womb itself, aloneness, alaya vijnan
a the universal store, the Great Free Treasure, the Great Victory, infinite
completion, the joyful mysterious essence of Arrangement. It seemed like one
smiling smile, one adorable adoration, one gracious and adorable charity,
everlasting safety, refreshing afternoon, roses, infinite brilliant immaterial
gold ash, the Golden Age. The "golden" came from the sun in my eyelids, and the
"eternity" from my sudden instant realization as I woke up that I had just been
where it all came from and where it was all returning, the everlasting So, and
so never coming or going; therefore I call it the golden eternity but you can
call it anything you want. As I regained consciousness I felt so sorry I had a
body and a mind suddenly realizing I didn't even have a body and a mind and
nothing had ever happened and everything is alright forever and forever and
forever, O thank you thank you thank you.
65
This is the first teaching from the golden eternity.
66
The second teaching from the golden eternity is that there never was a first
teaching from the golden eternity. So be sure.
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