In the exhausted acceptance of the awe-inspiring terror that hides within the defenseless fragility of this mortal body there is found an opening to the radical and all-encompassing Mystery that resides eternally as the radiant Heart of this perfectly fragmented existence. And so what if we are this unspeakable Mystery, the indestructible Heart that gives birth to all the worlds; the already free Soul that existed from before the Big Bang and constantly sustains the evolution of inert matter into self-replicating life and even now remains radically present at each and every moment of the paranoid misadventures that we call human history…
And so, resting effortlessly in the indestructible Heart that is the true nature of each and every actual event in the space-time world, can we simply recognize that in the pure Presence of the timeless now we are already awakening from the nightmare of the ages, thus finding ecstatic release from the narcissistic self-preoccupation of an angst-ridden creature and radical liberation from the insatiable fixation to a will that wills nothing more than its own willing, as the self-existing Bliss that alone IS gives repose to the tedious desires of a perplexed and over-blown ego, an inherently conflicted and secretly anxious self that wants nothing more than to keep on desiring … for the ultimate gratification of its ravenous thirst for hedonistic fullfilment would result in the unthinkable cessation of its only reason to be…
For this dignified but damaged self-contraction, this disjointed self-reflection utterly lost and bewildered within its own private hall of shattered mirrors, this all too cherished fiction that can only pretend to cosmic significance has been hard-wired for self-preservation through thousands of generations of evolutionary pre-history. And at the threshold of this stunning new apocalypse, torn between two worlds and immersed in the tragic-comedy of unadulterated irony, this necessary hero of a frighteningly painful evolution, with fundamental fantasies of immortality still intact, is now caught in an anguished double-bind, trapped in the futile attempt to keep up the necessary illusion of mastery and self-sufficiency while being simultaneously crippled by the unshakable awareness that a certain death is the gruesome fate of all human flesh…
For while all heroic illusions are built upon the ground of their own authentic possibility, in the subtle but persistent avoidance of a horrible but ultimately wonderful unmasking, we are driven to recoil into our protective armor and persevere with our hell-bent striving for a schizophrenic triumph over the constant stench of death and inevitable decay by fabricating a counterfeit Infinity in a frantic flight from the naked finality of Death, a stark reminder of our animal mortality. In perpetual postponement of the hopeful trepidation and astonished wonder that alone can strip you bare and leave you face to face with the luminous and all-pervading Heart, while rejoicing in the fragmented ruins of a world we did not create, and in justified defiance of an ever-present Love that knows no enemy, we feel cheated by the uncontrollable chaos of our passions, while simultaneously growing cynical with learned disillusionment about the necessary self-deception that inheres within our all too human dreams and aspirations. With the ominous foreboding of a dreadful abyss being instantly transformed into the hysterical imperative to keep the demons at bay we fortify ourselves against all threats to our imaginary fortitude and pay for the damage we ourselves have done by telling mythical stories of a primitive fall from a childhood paradise and hold to the unfulfilled promise of an always-coming but never-arriving future perfection…
And so we strut about in smug self-satisfaction, invoking tales of a lost and future Glory to shelter and console a necessarily dishonest creature against the transformative fire of the indestructible Heart, a radiant Love that resides even now in the effortless luminosity of each and every moment … And in the twinkling of an eye the intractable refusal of a decadent soul gives up the task of measuring up to the conventional requirements and expectations of our clearly deranged society, the half-crazed collective values that pass for civilized normalcy, as the unyielding efforts of a bruised and battered creature are shipwrecked against the artificiality of our shared cultural hypnosis. And when the heroic survival lie is finally given up the impossible task is accomplished all by itself in a direct apprehension of the all-pervasive Mystery and an agitated heart is utterly undone as it surrenders to the limitless Delight of a groundless and everlasting Perfection, an indestructible Heart shimmering to infinity and utterly untouched by the self-inflicted devastation wreaked upon this evolving nightmare of world history…
And so with the prayers and tears of gratitude poured out over a strikingly obvious recognition of an ineffable and never-ending Mystery, and on the flip-side of a thankful acceptance of an irrevocable Gift of Love – an overflowing offering of infinite profundity that is the Unconditioned condition of each and every manifest form right now and for all time, a shattered soul with nowhere left to turn is plunged kicking and screaming into the primordial and imperishable Heart. This groundless Ground, the radical Mystery within which the entire sweep of world history takes place – with all its messy upheavals, perverse misfortunes, and unspeakable tragedies, this vast Emptiness that is also the overflowing fullness of Being endures utterly undiminished while constantly growing with intensity within the world historical process to break open and transform the hearts and minds of those who have reached the limits of their abysmal search for self-glorification, converting the sick desperation of the destitute and dispossessed into the unreasonable joy of the awakened optimist, ridiculously euphoric in the face of an estranged and alienated world, a world that has all but forgotten about its ever-present Blessing and the vast Freedom offered to each and all right now in the Gift of Life that smiles eternally on the other side of your own secret crucifixion…
And even as the everlasting Heart continually shakes the foundations of a troubled and unfeeling world through the creative inferno of evolution’s inexorable advance, the enigmatic secret of this continually unfolding story is that the entire drama of this evolutionary adventure into the never-ending Mystery is always and already over – even right now, in the invincible Heart that is your own already free Self. And so, the boundless outpouring of Divine self-realisation that is the passionate strivings and playful delights of world history is totally and completely accomplished for all time in your own primordial awareness, the always and already lucid transparency of ever-present Consciousness as such.
And just to be sure, the entire cosmic endeavor is profoundly undone and forever complete in the inexhaustible Mystery that is the vast groundlessness of your own primordial Heart, and permanently finished once and for all in the Alpha and Omega of this sacred game of hide and seek, the spectacular journey of self-discovery through the creative explorations of an evolutionary trajectory whose far-off future culmination is not only guaranteed but always and already accomplished precisely because it never actually transpired in the eternally shining and luminescent Heart, the indestructible core of a never-ending Love that is radically immanent right now in the immediacy of your own ever-present awareness, and the timeless Gift of the only Heart in the entire universe, your very own Original Face.







