M U S H I N C R E E D
Mushin – “the 7 Empty Arts of Aethenic Polymathy” – the Flow in & the Flow out of imperceptivity.
The Earth, Time, the Universe and Cosmos and the Spaces around their Reality all move to their own Song, but your Mind is the Middleway of all Aethers; therefore, it must remain Still to hear their Music, because “We are the measure of All Things.”
I am the measure of All Things.
Nothing made by the hands of Man, nor their word, can measure me.
The Matrix is the Mind, & my Mind is Infinite.
Yen, Pounds, Dollars, Rupees & Gold. I am all of them, and more, for nothing can hold me set the Mind.
If you have not the measure of the internal self, then reality the ruler it will be.
Therefore, maintain the Macrocosm, Mesocosm, & Microcosm of destiny.
I once thought my Mind alone mirrored nature’s Universe, but I realise now, it is nature that mirrors the Mind, and the Mind it, for they are one and the same.
Reality is the inconvenient illusion placed on the soul before its Birth.
Burdened are the sonars of Thought searching through Time to awaken spirits lost, but too focused and impressionable is our youth.
Material craving supplement life’s courage and its purpose, where we become Hu-man shadows, lacking the Heart with the Might to Fight.
But “I AM THE MEASURE OF ALL THINGS.”
Mushin – “the 7 Empty Arts of Aethenic Polymathy” – the Flow in & the Flow out of imperceptivity.
The Earth, Time, the Universe and Cosmos and the Spaces around their Reality all move to their own Song, but your Mind is the Middleway of all Aethers; therefore, it must remain Still to hear their Music, because “We are the measure of All Things.”
I am the measure of All Things.
Nothing made by the hands of Man, nor their word, can measure me.
The Matrix is the Mind, & my Mind is Infinite.
Yen, Pounds, Dollars, Rupees & Gold. I am all of them, and more, for nothing can hold me set the Mind.
If you have not the measure of the internal self, then reality the ruler it will be.
Therefore, maintain the Macrocosm, Mesocosm, & Microcosm of destiny.
I once thought my Mind alone mirrored nature’s Universe, but I realise now, it is nature that mirrors the Mind, and the Mind it, for they are one and the same.
Reality is the inconvenient illusion placed on the soul before its Birth.
Burdened are the sonars of Thought searching through Time to awaken spirits lost, but too focused and impressionable is our youth.
Material craving supplement life’s courage and its purpose, where we become Hu-man shadows, lacking the Heart with the Might to Fight.
But “I AM THE MEASURE OF ALL THINGS.”
