Does the Search for Experience Lead to Reality?

Experience nearly always forms a hardened centre in the mind, as the self, which is a deteriorating factor. Most of us are seeking experience. We may be tired of the worldly experiences of fame, notoriety, wealth, sex, and so on, but we all want greater, wider experience of some kind, especially those of us who are attempting to reach a so-called spiritual state. Being tired of worldly things, we want a more extensive, a wider, deeper experience; and to arrive at such an experience, we suppress, we control, we dominate ourselves, hoping thereby to achieve a full realization of God, or what you will. We think the pursuit of experience is the right way of life in order to attain greater vision, and I question whether that is so. Does this search for experience, which is really a demand for greater, fuller sensation, lead to reality? Or is it a factor which cripples the mind?

The Collected Works, Vol. X”,16,Choiceless Awareness


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  1. [Intro]
    If you was in a pine box
    I would surely break the lock
    I’d jump right in and fall asleep
    Cause you are the death of me

    [Kendrick Lamar]
    Looking in the mirror I’m embarrassed
    I’m feeling like a suicidal terrorist
    React like an infant whenever you are mentioned
    Mind over matter never worked for my nemesis
    I’m in the matter of man arm wrestling hands I was dealt
    When I said the music business was all I needed
    When I got it I was greeted by an alien
    That said last year that she slept with a Canadian
    That gave him an addiction that would keep him in Mercedes Benz
    Bright lights and Rihanna as a lady friend
    My vice is similar women love when you’re my type
    And you’re winning from everything that your palm write
    Put her in the Palms Hotel, sin city
    Devil in a dress, Platinum Chanel
    Live the ambiance all cause the audience, one day said I would do it
    So instead of a verse being read
    I’mma go and get some head off the strength of my music
    I tell a bad bitch your ass too fat
    Capitalize That, and your weave look good with the Indian tracks
    Tracking device on your used 5 series
    I don’t call back just blame it on your Canadian
    The same day we say were in the area cruisin’ in Toronto
    Hit me on the cellular thought he was gonna sell me a false word like the rappers I know
    Sat down with a few drinks, located where you can’t see us
    A white waitress on standby when we need her
    A black Maybach, 40 pulled up Jeep
    No doors all that nigga was missing was Aaliyah
    Felt like the initiation, a reality living in the matrix
    We talk casually about the industry
    And how the women be the taste makers for the shit we making
    Then he said that he was the same age as…
    Myself, and it didn’t help cause it made me even more rude and impatient
    So blame it on Mr. OVOXO
    The reason why I’m breathing all the vanity I know
    The reason why my best friend said she love me more than life
    But I live a double life and need to let her go
    The reason why, the highlight was when he said:
    You belong to the people when you’re outside
    So dig a shovel full of money, full of power, full of pussy, full of fame
    And bury yourself alive, Then I died

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