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diff --git a/the_state.org b/the_state.org new file mode 100644 index 0000000..233b618 --- /dev/null +++ b/the_state.org @@ -0,0 +1,42 @@ +#+TITLE: The State of Perfect Faith +#+AUTHOR: Marius Peter +#+DATE: 09/11/2019 +#+LATEX_HEADER: \usepackage{fourier} +#+LATEX_HEADER: \usepackage{nopageno} +#+OPTIONS: toc:nil + +The young boy was in a state of perfect faith. + +He couldn't readily explain how; +there was no how, much less a why, he hadn't followed a path nor read any recipes, +but he was in that state. He didn't even know it (as It didn't depend on knowledge, +or any conscious effort for that matter) so he couldn't speak about this particular state without compromising it. + +Grown men jeered at his forced attempts to explain his state, pointing out its uselessness; +they believed he was idle, contemplative, unproductive. +But the young boy didn't believe in anything, he had risen above, he was everything. + +The young boy had answered the most important questions. +Thus, he was blind to grown men's blindness; +they spent their lives torn between the guilt of a selfless action left unrealised, +and the remorse of a realised selfish one. +The young boy couldn't see the difference between himself and what was not himself. +He saw only actions, lacking any particular instigator, but which could propagate good or evil. +Helping himself or helping others made no difference -- he would certainly die, insofar that he might've been born. + +And this may be the most remarkable aspect of his faith: +the young boy doubted his birth every day, seeking a broader basis to his faith +than reasonings he could only hold during the short period spanning his physical birth to his spiritual death. +Yet he was never spiritually born, thus his flesh could physically die. + +However, he reflected grown men's liveliness, he created the illusion that he, too, has grown attached to his body. +But he wasn't his body, he was a character on a sheet of paper, +a incantation for the mind's eye conjured by magic words that speak to the Soul. +The young boy only existed if you believe he did, but remember, +he himself never believed in anything, he had risen above, he was in everything and everyone. + +The young boy was in a state of perfect faith, and the grown man believed what he wanted to. +But the grown man had forgotten that He was never born, and only hubris could've lead him to identify with his body. +The young boy saw the world as it was, but not through his own eyes. The young boy was the world. + +Only grown men that had killed the young boy inside were unable to see him everywhere they wished. |