Love is life, life is love

taken from ANARCHY OF SPIRIT: an epistle for ridiculous times,  from early writings by Jack Haas: this is a rare, online book

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In the end I grew beyond the troubles of separative being. After the years of rebellion, condemnation, struggle, and turmoil, I finished with the process by which I would finally melt away like a dwindling chunk of ice which had been smashed about down the river after the break-up, to then merge peacefully into the gentle flow, becoming the calm and yet resolute river myself, sweeping all things along on the voyage to the endless sea. 

I came to live, and I became ...Life.

And when you become Life, you understand that no one comes into this plane of being to toil, furrow, build, write, emancipate, guide, entertain suffer, nor possess things, but only to learn how to live, which is to say- to be Life.

For to live is love- to love life, to be love itself.

And this miracle is only possible when you recognize that ...we are all one flowing, evolving soul. One soul. All of us. Until the timeless tide ebbs again in our favor, we are dreamed of inside the same Dream. We are fragmented, yet we are One.

Anyone who sees this completely will never hate again, but only love. Indeed, anyone who has love inside of them has few lessons more to learn in life- for they are Life itself.

Love is the absence of separation. Love is that bond which redeems the flesh. Love has no motive. Love has no object. Love has no need. Love cannot be given, because it cannot be owned. Love possesses nothing. Love is the absence of want. Love never doubts itself. Why would it? After all, it is love. Love shatters the vessel, and lets the spirit flow. And Love is the medium one then comes to live, and be, and exist within.

It is a lesson that is the hardest, and easiest thing in the world- to be life, to be love- because we can only be love by being ...ourselves. For by being our true selves, with no lie, cunning, denial, separation, or guilt within us, nothing is left to prevent the love called God from descending into and becoming us. Nothing. 

Yea, and again Yea, when you are finished with the rest of it, you suddenly  realize what love is, and how and why it is the only thing that matters, and the only thing that is real, and the only thing that will save you. The only thing that will save you. And so you stop caring for anything else, and you begin to love, and your walls come down.

And you are saved.


 "Go, love without the help of anything on earth."

William Blake






Early writings by Jack Haas: a rare, online book.










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