“Even tho my experience seems to alternate between ego and
spirit when I vacillate, the truth is,” Devorah said, “I can’t see both worlds,
for each world involves an entirely different kind of seeing. The sight of one
is possible because I have denied the other. Both can’t be true, but the one I value
most will seem realest to me.”
So being invested in the ego, having it as my default and
subconsciously valuing it more, I tend to discount spirit, not take it
seriously and experience the possibility of spirit’s love, inclusion,
compassion, peace and creativity as unrealistic, idealistic not serious, naive
and avoiding the real world.
“And yet, Barak,” Devorah continued, “and perhaps for you
too, my good reader, the real attraction of the two worlds is unequal. You do
not really want the world you see, for it has disappointed you since time
began. The homes you built have never sheltered you. The roads you made have
led you nowhere, and no city has withstood the crumbling assault of time.
Because everything we made is a projection of our inner darkness, nothing but
has the mark of death upon it. Hold it not dear, for it is old and tired and
ready to return to dust even as you made it.”
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