When I pass through a certain place in life, it feels like an atmosphere, like the cloud cover between earth and sky. I notice things living there, making up the weight of the fog, like debris in an asteroid belt. They pull at each other with their own gravity and create a net of the pseudo-living.
These things are not what they seem. Their nature is mimicry, deception. Maybe it’s a kind of pitch, a sales effort, like the deep-sea predator that lures prey with a shining light while hiding its jaws.
In this atmosphere, the things resemble beauty, truth, intellect, authority, loved ones, family, safety, sex — everything that draws our attention. But it is a trap. If you see a beautiful woman, a savior, or anything else too attractive, you are likely to be swallowed whole. You won’t pass through to the sky beyond.
What matters is your attention. If your attention is strong, it sees them as they are: bare, parasitic vermin. This kind of attention does not fight or struggle. It simply passes through, like oil refusing to mix with water. It cannot be dissolved.
Anything weak enough will be dissolved. The rest of you will pass through. In this way, these mimics and parasites act like scrub brush les of the spirit. They scrape away the dirt of your spirit, and you come out cleaner and shinier. If you use them fore your benefit, even their bites become useful. They hurt, but they remove a dead layer, letting new life grow.
So exercise your attention. Attention to everything, anything, evrywhere, at any time. This practice strengthens your spirit. It helps you see through the costuomes of the illusions. And once you see through, nothing stops you from proceeding.
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