Cooperation, coordination, being on the same page, or, at least, in the same book, makes life possible, even enjoyable. Where do you experience something akin to this in your life? And where do you experience being alone against the world? "Community" means abandoning yourself at the door, putting on your corporate face, and thinking/doing what you are told to think/do for the sake of the appearance of belonging to something that knows better than you how to live your life. Appearances form the world we live in. Nowhere are we connected with ourselves, taught to listen to ourselves, trust ourselves, serve ourselves, think for ourselves, do what we perceive/know needs to be done, and shown how to find and live our own life. We live to disappear ourselves as much as possible, and live as the appendage to a series of groups ("communities") that tell us how to do it-- how to be a success, how to be happy, how to be rich... anything but how to be who we are. The pathway to you is the path to the way-- is the way. The way is the way of being at one with ourselves in association with other selves, aligned with the good of the here/now in doing what needs to be good in light of all things considered in each situation as it arises, all our life long. True to our essential/original nature and the innate virtues/character that come with us from the womb. Where do you hear this being said anywhere in your life other than here? Where do you find a community geared to connecting you to yourself, your life and the things that are meaningful to you as the individual you are? Where in your life are the terms "emptiness," "stillness," "silence" used easily, naturally, in talking about the source and core of our existence? Connecting with a community worthy of us begins with our individual/personal work to become a community of one in association with that which is deepest, truest and best about us, and experience the magic of attracting-- and being attracted to--others who are on the same path, the path, the way of finding and being who we are within the conditions and circumstances of life in the world, here/now.
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“Much madness is divinest sense
To an aspiring eye. . .”
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