Without ego is like entering
Without ego is like entering the waterfall that comes from source, naked.
The clothing, discarded lies on the rocks in the sun.
Immersed and one pointed in that stream of sound, knowing becomes realisation.
The samadhi we yearn for. That which casts away all doubts.
Manifesting the stream of sound from one's heart, there is no need for clothes.
Standing naked before all eternity, where is ego? only innocence.


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I can hardly believe it. In Heavenletter #2582, The Lock and the Key, is the silent prayer of my life, word for word:
"Look, God....." This Heaven Letter sounds to me like the last word. But if I look closely, does not Heaven Letter #1 sound like the last word too? In retrospect, it does. In retrospect, it even seems to me that all I will ever need is one sentence: "You came with nothing but Me."