Another Choice

And so as to reassure each other we use to willingly say: death is rest!

But rest for what, since there is nothing left and, even if it is the rest of inertia, it is still nothing, the absence, the non-being – as we are no longer there!

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But if we were to find, here itself, as if by some subtle recovery, as if emerging from a bad dream, the state of fullness?

A plenitude of consciousness and of energy at once – here, with the body, in the body?

A vibrant solidity, in action as in rest?

A state of plenitude in becoming.

Physical.

If we were to find this or recover this, as the true normalcy of things, as their real nature?

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In the movement of action, whatever it may be, we would be held, we would be one with the necessary, attentive, tranquil and exact energy – and free of the separation.

In the widening, the spreading as in the concentration of rest, we would be borne and guarded, in total security, for the opening and the reunion and integration of the entire experience into a new harmony.

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