taken from I, FOR LACK OF A BETTER TERM: a soul's soliloquy,  from early writings by Jack Haas: this is a rare, online book

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I ended where I began; I began where I ended.

Goodbye, farewell, I've gone for good to the other place. I've returned to the eternal land called Wonder. Freed from all karmic debts, and broken through the sad misery of it all, that little man vanished and returned to the nothing he had been all along- as far as Eye can see, anyway.

In the fallen throes of the august conundrums, the ebb and flood of ennui and ecstasy merged wantonly at the centre of my absent circumference, and I spun helplessly about until I was lost in the heart of the vacuum; I vaporized behind the sight I was seeing.

I did not succumb to the fabric surrounding our great mystery ...I succumbed to the Mystery itself; I soaked right in to the whole damned mess of it, and then I was no longer.

Oh, there is only One event, and that event ...I AM. Yea, in the ubiquitous realm, void, or feeling ...I AM! In the coy equanimity of no gain, growth, loss, nor identity ...I AM! In the infinite space between the heart and mind, consciousness and will, spirit and soul ...I AM.

Before the mirrorless mirror of my existent non-existence ...EYE AM!

Yes, yes, I know- this is hardly a cherished denouement. Yet there, in the tempests of unreason, there in the desertion of all hope, there, in the ethereal dance of emancipation and loss, with neither volition, idea, nor law ...I finished, but not at the finish; I walked on without walking; I ended, and Eye did not end.






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










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