Tag: Philosophy

The Untranslatable Truth

Every attempt to describe ultimate reality begins from within limitation. Even the most awakened consciousness cannot hold the whole of what is; it can only reflect fragments of an infinite field through the prism of its own development. The absolute may be directly experienced, yet interpretation remains tethered to the mind’s evolution. Awareness can pierce the veil, but the translation of that piercing, the language, the symbols, the meaning, unfolds through the structures of human understanding.

At the highest stages of psychological and spiritual growth, perception becomes increasingly transparent to the Real. Layers of distortion thin, and the boundaries between observer and observed soften into mutual recognition. The self no longer interprets reality as something external; it feels itself as the very movement of interpretation itself. Yet even here, beyond dualistic knowing, the infinite continues to exceed all possible comprehension. To see truth is one thing; to speak it is another. The moment it is spoken, the ineffable has already been reduced.

Every level of consciousness constructs a version of the world consistent with its own depth of awareness. Mythic minds imagine gods shaping destiny; rational minds uncover laws of physics; integral minds perceive interwoven systems of meaning. Each reveals something essential, yet none are complete. Reality is not a single revelation but the total field that contains all revelations; each illusion, each breakthrough, each mistaken certainty. Maya is not an obstacle but a necessary expression of what is. To awaken does not mean to destroy illusion, but to recognize that illusion itself is included in the real.

The absolute is not somewhere beyond the dream; it is the dream and the dreamer, the veil and what shines through it. Every stage, every interpretation, every attempt to name the nameless belongs to it. Truth remains forever ungraspable, yet it breathes through every grasp. To live this is to rest in a humility that knows: the closer one moves toward reality as it is, the more radiant its mystery becomes.

Morgan O. Smith

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The Disappearing Point of God

The universe doesn’t hide God; it is God hiding as the universe. Every atom, every dimension, every flicker of awareness is the divine expressing itself through the language of matter. The cosmic dance unfolds not as a performance for an audience, but as an intimate act of self-revelation. The observer is part of the choreography, never outside of it. What we call “physical” is simply the slowed vibration of the infinite, shaped by the senses into something tangible enough to touch.

Yet, we rarely see what is truly there. Our fixation on survival, food, shelter, sex, and comfort anchors perception to the most immediate layer of existence. This fixation creates the illusion that life is something we possess rather than something that is expressing itself through us. The divine becomes abstract because our gaze remains horizontal; we look at the world rather than through it.

Letting go does not require abandoning the world; it requires seeing through it. As the grip loosens, the solidity of reality begins to shimmer. Objects, forms, identities, and even the notion of “you” dissolve into the same field from which they arose. This is not annihilation; it is revelation. The disappearance of the self reveals the only thing that has ever been: the boundless presence that calls itself “I” through all beings.

Everything you have ever loved, feared, or sought is this single reality playing hide-and-seek within itself. Each experience, no matter how fleeting or mundane, is the divine pretending to forget so it can remember again through your eyes. When the game ends, seeker and sought disappear, and what remains is neither player nor play, but the unbroken wholeness that was never apart from itself.

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Chase Your Own Tail with Full Awareness

The mind has always been fascinated with pursuit; chasing meaning, purpose, love, and even itself. Every spiritual seeker eventually discovers that what is being sought is also what is doing the seeking. This circular dance is not an error of logic but an essential revelation of consciousness attempting to know its own face.

Self-awareness begins as observation: the witness looking at the one who thinks, feels, or reacts. Yet as the circle tightens, the observer realizes it too is being observed. Awareness turns upon itself, chasing its own tail. The chase appears endless, yet there is no distance between hunter and hunted. Each rotation refines perception until the realization dawns; nothing was ever outside the circle.

To chase your own tail with full awareness is to engage life without trying to escape its paradoxes. The ego may protest, craving resolution, but awareness thrives in the friction between motion and stillness. Every question collapses into its own answer when seen through this lens. Each loop reveals that the seeker and the sought are made of the same light, turning endlessly within a field that neither begins nor ends.

Such pursuit is not futility; it is awakening disguised as repetition. The circle is not a trap; it is the geometry of return. The tail you chase is your own forgotten wholeness, the reminder that every step forward curves you back into what has always been whole, complete, and awake.

To awaken is not to stop the chase, but to see that you were never moving at all.

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The Silent Agreement Beneath All Voices

Every conviction, no matter how radical or righteous, is an echo of the same unspoken longing to be understood, to belong, to find meaning amid the vastness. Each culture, religion, and ideology carves its own path toward that longing, often believing itself to be the only way. Yet beneath the words, beneath the gestures of defence or devotion, there hums a single vibration that does not divide.

Those who dare to listen beyond preference hear it clearly. The louder the debate, the clearer it becomes that all sides are pleading for the same recognition of their humanity. The fundamental call is not for dominance but for understanding; to be seen through the eyes of unity rather than difference.

Beliefs are useful until they are mistaken for truth. When held too tightly, they become walls. When held lightly, they become windows through which consciousness observes itself from a thousand angles. The awakened mind learns not to choose sides but to perceive the underlying harmony that holds both sides together.

True wisdom is not born from agreement but from capacity; the capacity to listen without fear, to allow contradiction to breathe, to see that diversity of expression is the universe conversing with itself. Every person, every nation, speaks a dialect of the same cosmic language. The argument is never between right and wrong but between two reflections of the same light, each insisting that its brightness is original.

When this is seen, opposition dissolves. The wars of ideology lose their fuel. You begin to recognize that all are reaching toward the same ineffable truth, merely using different words to describe it. What remains is not a conclusion but a profound peace; the peace of seeing through the illusion of difference.

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Beyond Existence and Non-Existence

The Paradox of God

To say “God exists” is to affirm the ultimate. To say “God does not exist” is to deny the ultimate. Both affirmations and denials, however, are shaped by the mind’s insistence on certainty. The moment one tries to hold onto either pole, a paradox emerges.

When someone claims God exists, they project a reality beyond perception, yet they confine that reality to a category recognizable to human thought. When another claims God does not exist, they too impose a conclusion, binding the ineffable to the limits of negation. Both positions carry a strange truth and a strange error. Both dissolve the moment awareness sees through the duality of affirmation and denial.

Imagine truth as a horizon: from one angle, existence appears; from another, non-existence. Walk closer, and the horizon itself vanishes; it was never a line that could be grasped, but a function of perspective. God is not merely at the horizon but the condition through which horizon, perspective, and perceiver arise.

To say both are true is to honour that reality contains affirmation and negation. To say both are false is to point out that neither claim reaches the source. To say one is true and the other false is to remain in dualistic thought. To call them half-truths is to recognize their limitation yet still attempt to measure the immeasurable. To deny even a half-truth is to bow to silence.

The statement itself, that God exists and does not exist in all these paradoxical ways, becomes the closest gesture to truth. It is not the conclusion but the capacity to hold the contradictions without collapse that reveals God’s existence, not as a concept but as the unnamable presence behind every concept.

The paradox is not meant to be solved. It is meant to exhaust the mind until only awareness remains. What remains is not the proof of God, but the direct realization that the very effort to define or deny was always occurring within and as God.

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Becoming Compassion

Most people think of compassion as a quality you choose to exercise: you decide to be kind, you decide to forgive, you decide to care. This is true at the surface, but beneath those layers exists a spectrum that reveals compassion in its many shades, beginning as a survival instinct and flowering into something beyond human conception.

Compassion first shows itself as biology. A mother tending to her child, a tribe defending its members, even an animal protecting its young. Survival demands it. Yet, as consciousness expands, compassion takes new shapes. We move from caring for “me and mine,” to protecting “us and ours,” to embracing all of humanity as worthy of care. Beyond this lies the recognition that all of life, every creature, every tree, every ecosystem, calls for reverence. Compassion no longer belongs to just people, but to the living Earth itself.

At a certain depth of awakening, compassion is not about effort at all. It does not come from a moral rule, a spiritual practice, or even an intentional choice. It radiates naturally, like sunlight. One sees the inseparability of self and other. Helping you is helping me, and helping me is helping you. The old distinction collapses.

This is where the spectrum ends, or perhaps where it dissolves. Compassion and its opposite no longer stand as polarities. Cruelty and kindness, neglect and care, are revealed as movements of the same indivisible Reality. From this recognition, one cannot merely be compassionate. One becomes Compassion itself; capital “C.” It is not something you perform; it is what you are.

This Compassion does not choose sides, does not measure worth, does not seek reward. It flows freely, even when it appears as silence, even when it includes suffering, even when it looks like its own opposite. The heart of reality is Compassion without preference. To live from that space is not to practice compassion; it is to be it.

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Walking Beyond the Self

Expanding the Horizons of Perspective

Most human conflict is rooted in the inability to step outside the narrow confines of the self. We tend to move through the world tethered to a singular point of view, unable to grasp that reality shifts depending on who is looking. Perspective is not fixed; it unfolds in layers, from the egocentric stance of “me and mine,” through the ethnocentric loyalty of “us and ours,” into the broader realms of worldcentric care for humanity, and ultimately the kosmocentric embrace of all beings and existence itself.

When our awareness stops at the egocentric, we see others only as extensions of ourselves; or worse, as threats to what we hold dear. At the ethnocentric level, we expand slightly, but compassion remains conditional, bounded by tribe, religion, race, or nation. Yet the real flowering of human consciousness emerges once we realize that every being, regardless of sex, class, culture, or creed, carries within them a mirror of our own existence.

To recognize yourself in another is not simply an ethical exercise; it is an ontological revelation. The more deeply you understand that the same fears, desires, and vulnerabilities pulse through all lives, the less room remains for judgment. Hatred fades not because you suppress it, but because understanding transforms it. Even the figure we call “devil” becomes less monstrous when we glimpse the fractured angel hidden inside.

Imagine what collective life would feel like if this capacity for expanded perspective became the norm rather than the exception. Entire systems of oppression, exploitation, and alienation would dissolve under the weight of genuine empathy. Politics would no longer be about “sides” but about solutions; communities would no longer divide over difference but celebrate the very diversity that teaches us new ways of being human.

To walk in anyone’s shoes is more than a metaphor. It is the necessary step toward becoming fully human. The journey from ego to cosmos is not only possible, it is imperative. The future depends not on technological advancement alone, but on whether we can evolve into beings capable of holding multiple perspectives at once, anchored in compassion and guided by wisdom.

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Stepping Stones That Lead Nowhere

Most of us spend our lives leaping from one stone to another, convinced each step will bring us closer to a final destination. Career advancement, relationships, possessions, recognition—each stone feels like progress, yet the further we go, the more apparent it becomes that there is no solid shore waiting for us. The path itself was the illusion.

The stones do not extend to a grand arrival point because life was never about arriving. The endless hopping is not failure; it is the nature of the game we entered by being born. Each stone exists only for the moment of stepping, dissolving the instant we shift our weight onto the next. What we mistake for continuity is simply a sequence of vanishing points.

Awakening is not about finding the hidden bridge that others missed. It is the recognition that nowhere is exactly where every step has been leading. To realize this is not despair—it is release. When the compulsion to arrive fades, each step becomes luminous. Even stones that seem unstable or purposeless shimmer with a quiet beauty, because they are not a means to an end. They are the end disguised as a beginning.

The stillness that waits beyond stepping does not appear at the finish line. It is here, beneath the very foot that rises and falls. Nowhere is not absence. Nowhere is the unshakable presence that requires no destination.

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The Causal Realm

The Birth and Death of All Things

At the threshold of the causal realm, the experience of existence shifts from linear to simultaneous. You no longer stand as a single individual within a vast universe; you stand as both the birther and the born, the destroyer and the destroyed. The recognition dawns that the world does not merely shape you—you are also the very source of its shaping.

To know oneself here is to witness the paradox of causality unveiled. You are the origin of all movement, yet every movement gives rise to you. In this simultaneity, you can feel yourself giving birth to the totality of existence while watching that same totality dissolve back into silence.

Every breath is both a first and a last. Each moment is a labour of creation and a death rattle of dissolution. The body of consciousness enters its own womb, giving rise to itself again and again, endlessly. This is not a metaphor; it is the raw experience of being both cause and effect at once.

Within this state, suffering and bliss are inseparable twins. To feel the entirety of pain across existence is to simultaneously encounter the fullness of joy. One does not cancel the other; they merge into a union so vast that it overwhelms all categories of the mind. Pleasure peaks not as a fleeting sensation but as an orgasmic force inseparable from the ache of existence itself.

Masculine and feminine converge here—not as roles, not as energies separate and distinct, but as the indivisible pulse of love for everything that appears. What arises is an uncontainable recognition: every form, every life, every fragment of existence is nothing other than your own divine being.

The causal realm does not reveal the ultimate self, yet it gives you the deepest taste of how the play of birth and death, creation and dissolution, unfolds ceaselessly within the radiance of what you are.

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Awareness Without an Owner

Pure Knowing Doesn’t Need a Knower

Pure knowing is not an act of someone grasping something. It is not the product of a subject meeting an object. It is not knowledge stored, processed, or owned. What we call “pure knowing” is an immediacy so complete that the categories of knower and known dissolve before they ever arise.

The mind insists there must be someone behind the recognition, a witness who stands apart. Yet such a witness is already a thought, an echo of division layered upon the seamlessness of awareness. The attempt to locate the knower is like searching for the horizon; you will find only a mirage created by perspective.

What reveals itself is astonishingly simple: knowing shines without support. No owner is required. No identity need arise. It is self-luminous, unmediated, without origin or destination. Thought may try to grasp it, but thought cannot enter here. The moment a “me” claims it, the purity is veiled, dressed in commentary, weighed down by explanation.

This does not deny the human experience of learning, remembering, and perceiving. It only points to the fact that beneath all those movements lies a ground untouched by them. That ground is knowing itself—silent, radiant, and free from the necessity of a knower.

To glimpse this is to taste liberation, not as a reward, not as a possession, but as the natural state that was never absent. What remains is not someone who knows, but knowing itself, unbroken and unclaimed.

Morgan O. Smith

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