From the story of Lila in Yoga Vasistha:
Saraswati said: …There is no essential difference between the experiences of this world and those of another - all this being thought-forms in the infinite consciousness. They are like two waves in the same ocean. Since these worlds were never created, they will never cease to be: such is the law. Their real nature is consciousness.
…This world and this creation is nothing but memory and dream.
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We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world forever, it seems.
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That which you see is not: and for that which is, you have no words.
Unless you see, you believe not: what is told you you cannot accept.
He who is discerning knows by the word; and the ignorant stands gaping.
Some contemplate the Formless, and others meditate on form: but the wise man knows that Brahma is beyond both.
That beauty of His is not seen by the eye: that metre of His is not heard by the ear.
“He who has found both love and renunciation never descends to death.”
~Kabir, translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Effort contained in illusory desire on the part of an illusory individual to achieve an illusory goal! All that was necessary was to turn his gaze inward, whereas all his effort was necessarily directed outward. Mind, when turned inward, ceases to conceptualize, and the ceasing of conceptualizing is tantamount to liberation because the conceptualizing itself was the creation of bondage.
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Mind is like the sky that confronts everything. Difficult to define, mind is everything, though not the ultimate thing.
~Avadhoota Gita, I:9
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There is no such thing as the troublesome mind, no world of names and forms, nor the least bit of ego. All these are nothing but the perfect Self, “I am.” In this conviction, one should abide firmly until one achieves the state of sleepless sleep which is alert, peace-eternal.
~Ribhu Gita (16.7)
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Be Still, it is the wind that sings
I am a pipe the wind blows through,
Be still, it is the wind that sings.
The course of my life and the things that I do
And the seeming false and the seeming true
Are the tune of the wind that neither knows
Good and ill, nor joys and woes.
But the ultimate awe is deeper yet
Than song or pipe or storm;
For pipe and tune are the formless wind
That seemed for a while to take form.
And words are good to escape from words
And strife to escape from strife,
But silence drinks in all the waves
Of song and death and life
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The collapse of mind as it tries to ‘see’ or ‘understand’ Consciousness, reveals the ever-present Consciousness that the very activity of seeking was veiling.
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