May I choose to let be

The day of days, the great day of the feast of life, is that in which the inward eye opens to the Unity in things, to the omnipresence of law—sees that what is must be, and ought to be, or is the best. Emerson

All reality is deception Feelings and characterisations The citta sańkhāra (चित्त संस्कार) Fabricated at the gates of perception

Neither this persuasive truth Nor the opinions of others Can truthfully be trusted at all

For to try to understand is to Make sense of the insensible To step out of one unreality into another

What is needed of you is To accept all things with kṣānti (क्षांति) With the equanimity of apatheia (ἀπάθεια) With an attitude of wise resignation Instead of the lethargic torpor Of the effete masses who repudiate

To see through the design Is to preside over it and Will that which must be

To see the pattern Is to not be deceived By the deception anymore To cease the struggle Towards an imaginary truth An antithesis of the deception Truth lost in the folds of complex philosophies When instead, it is to be found Right in the middle of the deception

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