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Section Index

Preface Prognosis Consummatum Est Fields of Consciousness Entelos Epinike A Word in Passing The Spark of Nous Walk a while with me The Road to Wisdom The Barren Tree The Cosmic Sigh The Motherload The Journey Home The Arkons of Transition The Love of Hell Annihilation Circuminsession The Void Resurrection The Watcher at the gates of Dawn Beyond the White Duality The Cosmic View Gnosis Revelation The Dark Side The Eternal Bleep Quo Vadis The Pain Ode to Metamorphosis The Odyssey Walking on the Waves Cosmic Blackmail Elitism The Virus Physics and Psy The Fire of Life The Irony Full Circle Paradise on Earth The Reciprocal Convergence The Tiger Moth Drink Deep Dichotomy The Wind does not Blow Serendipity False Idols The Grail Re-Legio The Passion Science Thus Quenched Emanation The Path Teachers Philosophers The Water and the Jug The Judgement of Memory Divine Freedom The Cog's of Form The Accusation Frustration Dream On Happiness Reason and Emotion Affectation Meaning Contemplation The Cosmic Dance Judgement Gnosis of Direction For Nothing The Eternal Mystery The Humour of Dialogue The Cosmos of Creation The Secret of Life Good and Evil Fulfilment The Inheritance The Child and the Man Truth Unconditional Love A Birthday Thought Incarnate Evolution Always Now Affirmation In Conclusion The Deepest Wealth The Knowledge A Breath of Vision The Last virtue In Waiting In Passing Silent Night Ab Aeterno Ad Hoc The Hero For What Reason The Last Amen In Leaving Time and Again The World is full of Beauty

THE WIND DOES NOT BLOW




The wind does not blow
for the blowing is the wind;
and no water exists in the sea;
there is no space where there are no things
and no paradise exists without me.

There is no time with but one event,
an event which does not alter;
the wind does not blow
for the blowing is the wind
and the sea contains no water.

The light does not shine,
for the shining is the light,
and the knowing is the mind;
and nought is made ahead of me,
and nought is made behind.

The wind does not blow
for the wind is but the blowing,
and the sea contains no water,
there is no time without events;
and no mind without the knowing.

The flow contains no river,
the river contains no flow;
for the flowing is the river,
and the mind can do nought but know.

Without a lover nought could be loved,
and yet love is never abated;
for the love that exists in paradise
is the love for no thing created.
And when you know the truth of this
then you will come to see
that everything and no thing
are the same great mystery.


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