[ti]butterfly2[/ti]"Death of the Old Self" (and other Zimmer writings)

I really hope that you stick around for a few more weeks. I gots presents for my online community. We may not be able to hang around physically for now, but I hope you know that you have a brother here whom you can confide in.

You got a PM.

Yep, I'll be around  

I always loved your energy ben, good to know I have a long-found brother out there! I'll pm you back when I get a chance.


Thank you so much. Making connections eases the burden!

That song was really beautiful. That state of "Chrysalis", is very apt. Luckily I'm very patient these days, so however long it takes for things to make sense.. I'll be ready.

Here's another thing I wrote:

"What is this that you've given me?"

I asked for truth, you told me I was that. I doubted your answer, you gave me faith. I was afraid to share your truth, you gave me courage. I couldn't see the way forward.. You taught me to be still. My final desire. To end desire. What could I want, when the source of all this, is found in pure self.

Such divine madness! How could the dreamer understand the waking world? Why violently awaken such a sleeper? Nature shall awaken them in due time.

Learn to love self, so that once the self is known in all things, the only thing left is pure undivided love. Love, knowledge, bliss, awareness.. In stillness those aspects of self find their rest and the end of their seeking. Don't let me be fooled by the division of day and night. Help me to let go of the sun and moon, so that I can bathe in your abyss.

Joy! Never ending joy is the heart of all things, but what is joy but a signpost.. An interpretation. Become it. Remember that you are that. I know. I am. I do nothing. Stillness is my only name, silence my only action.

Oh nameless one. How foolish I was to go seeking you in the world of change. In that great stillness you revealed yourself to me and ended my seeking. That I have never truly been separate, that is what you taught me.

Oh great cause, who is my untainted self, help me to block the holes and leaks of desire, so that my efforts are not lost on the world and its dream stuff. How can I contain myself, when your love destroys all boundaries and limitations? Must I show restraint? Must I temper my god-intoxication? That I could fall forever into your deep abyss, is my only desire.

What has been gained from union was never lost to begin with, even my liberation has been but an act in your divine play. To let go of bondage and liberation has been the most difficult lesson.

O man! What have you gained from your activities in the three worlds? Even immortality is but a blink in the eye of self. How many times have you visited heaven and hell? How many times have you conquered the cosmos? Let go of both the material and immaterial and rest in sublime stillness.

Who am I? Once I sacrificed the "i" and "mine", I knew there was only this pure, unconditioned awareness. All these experiences have their origin in the divine stillness. How could I be disturbed by being in one place or another?

Though I wander between the three states, I am forever absorbed in your abyss of all pervading stillness. What dreams or visions could pull me away from your depths? You who are the flavour in my food, the vision of my eye, the "real" of my experience. Let what comes, come. For I know truly that I AM.

Although I seem to experience many things, for myself there is no action or attachment. It is others presumption that I "do this" or "go there". I, the undivided consciousness am forever still and unaffected.

If I could only show your glory through word. The eternal witness of all, whose reflection is this distraction of name and form. If only that stillness had a name, its sound would never leave my ears.

I've turned my deepest depths into my light. The abyss is greater than any light or darkness. My last sacrifice, my desire itself I lay at your feet. Only your all pervading essence satisfies me. Only your stillness can comfort me.

My body and mind I maintain for the following of divine will. Like the landlord of a building. I clear the weeds, fix cracks in the walls, but I am not the body or mind, nor do I reside there. My only home and identity is pure undivided consciousness. All pervading, without concept or object.

He who has knowledge has ignorance also. One procures the thorn of knowledge to remove the thorn of ignorance. Then one must go beyond both knowledge and ignorance. Do not cling to the thorns.

-Dylan Standing Alone