08-30-2014, 12:00 AM
The second gate of dreaming...can only be appreciated from the perspective of the truth of the third attention, is my feeling for myself, if only for myself. It works, the sneak-peeks I've been afforded....because the sneak peeks, which shed light as though through a briefly cracked-open door, dispel the illusion for a moment and puts everything into perspective. It instantly solves the seemingly insoluble issue of self importance, which is the only foothold that all those "IOB snares" can lay hold of....the unshakeable belief that I even exist as anything permanent whatsoever. As anything ANYthing whatsoever. And so, simply touching upon this knowledge directly unravels the issue instantly...VAMOOSE! It's gone. And knowing its gone makes coming back to "it's here!" a pleasure every time. Then I can explore without fear or despondency. Without judgment....I mean, who's there to judge....or to be judged? Nobody, nowhere. It's a dream, and why not? Why not a dream filled with all this interesting stuff.....idiots and geniuses.....kings and peasant....angels and demons...and everything in-between. Sure...of course! It's an interplay....a game of exchange in any infinity of manifestations, or whatever you want to call it. It's funny....actually.....if you look at it from the right angle. I measn downright hiliarious! But only when one sees the underlying truth, if only for an instant. I'm telling you, when I adopt this central stance, I don't even get a second glance....from all those hungry "friends and neighbors". I just become your everyday Joe Blow.....and that is totally fine with me!