To: K-list
Recieved: 1999/11/19 23:47
Subject: [K-list] Some Inklling of Divine Evidence
From: Wim Borsboom
On 1999/11/19 23:47, Wim Borsboom posted thus to the K-list:
Thank you, dear Kim,
Writing actually does not come easily to me. It may not look like it, but I
chisel and chisel to use only the most appropriate words, so that I can get
a message across in as much clarity as possible. I used to be a sculptor,
you think that is showing?... :-) .... 35 Years ago, my god, come to think
of it, what have I not done? And thank god for that. Come to think of god, I
would love to write something about the divine evidence throughout my life.
I think I shall try in a minute or so.
The original idea that gets me to post is always so simple, Kim. I always
expect that a few minutes of typing will do the job, will allow me to bring
my glimpse of truth into some wider aspect or showing.
I do enjoy the feedback, Kim, as little as you say, you say the most to me.
Yes, I am not a vainless person, but it is the glory of the divine that i
now may radiate to others --- in whatever digital or semantic format e-mail
allows us to :-) --- radiate to others so that they in their turn see and
acknowledge their divine beauty reflected by and shining upon this wondrous
world.
Vanity? God knows how I have been forced to learn to love myself. There was
at some critical point 'no way out no more', i ran out of excuses not to
admit I was a child-divine, just like my beloved ancestors, gods, saints and
heroes and you fellow human beings (as I discover more and more) whom I was
so envious (?) of. If anything, the divine creatorix must have been
chiselling away unceasingly at this guy here, the faith..., the patience...
I bet you, there must have been some cracks in the marble from which this
guy was chiselled, cracks in the most unlikely places. I must have wriggled
incessantly, "Lay still you, you little bu.." is a happy memory in my ears
(In Dutch that is,"Lig toch 's stil mijn lekker knulletje...). There must
have been some hard and brittle spots just there where divine expression was
supposed to shine, think my eyes are finally OK now. The divine is EFFECTED
by all of us individualities, the divine being is not separate from any of
us, any of this, any of this here now. This indeed is it, from the smallest
and simplest of divine expression to the largest, universal and most
complex, want to coin a word, "interplex" maybe. Does not everything sing of
divine glory? Emanations divine. Oh, may we listen more and see and feel and
taste..., the fragrance I picked up last night, not something new in my
experience, but so surprisingly fresh every time. Ah the senses, could say
so much more about them. Senses, and they only(?) mostly(?) register
PRESENCE? Oh, how we commune in ecstasy. Until we have one face, facing the
divine, don't want to abuse a current word but 'interfacing' seems almost
appropriate. There being only one universal intrinsic embrace, inter...
anything.
Proof of god, anybody? How mundane, but let me try to show my discovery of
divine self-evidence. Think it's worth a try?
This, a current memory of some realizing experience, some 5 years ago.
Am diving deeper (coming with me?) into the PRESENT/PRESENCE.
And you are loosening, yes, dissolving individual control gradually into it.
You can afford it..., nothing to lose no more..., no fear no more..., no
way!
You trust this momentous timelessness so confidently now..., ..., ....!
You..., at one point now..., being aware of ...'being'... and....
'not-being-even-not'.... simultaneously...
A primordial border-line-ness shaping up...and dis-appearing
A PRIMAL NOW, an unhistorical happening incessantly.
How to find more words and which ones?
But there is an image..., you recall..., you want to recover it...
Imaginatively, you remember yourself being a coin...
A one-sided coin however... are you still with me?
---One side intensively feeling "here now" and... you are voicing it...,
... somehow..., you are vibrating IT WITHIN...,
And you have nothing to vibrate IT IN... (anahata maybe?)
The WORD maybe? Yes IT IS.. the word, IS..., IS..., IS...,
THE WORD..., ahhh, primal sound... ohhh.
This is so lovely, so hammmmmm, yes, y-e-s, YESSS!
---The other side of the coin, the (n)one not-even-not-there...
Not even imaginable, not even wanting... nor wanted...
Oh, the freedom and impossibility of being..., the unneededness.
And you are flipping yourself into a void...
THE void, not even there before you flipped yourself :-), :-), :-).
You get it, you've got it !!! The flipping forms the void as you flip your
being
And you chuckle..., you unavoidably realize the unflippable side...
Your SELF between, between, between something and not even nothing
SELF is between, between is SELF
An inkling of relating, a beginning of playing around limits,
Tumbling through NO and THING
And you chuckle some more..., you laugh..., this is fun, f-u-n, FUN !!!
YOU COULD DO THIS FOREVER..... and you DO....,
Laughter..., YOU ARE ALREADY DOING THIS FOREVER
NOW, FOREVER NOW..., laughingly you expand your expanse (Dutch: rijk wijdte)
Your universal echo, I, I, I, I, I, I, THIS THIS THIS!!!
Universal laughter as you tumblingly form your flippin' universe.
And merriment... ah divine fun... the tumbli-ness of being and not.
Flippingly you discover a playful naughtiness.
This has forever only been the beginning,
The endy edge of being...
There is no end to stopping...
There is more :-), but I leave it at this.
Love, Wim
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Kim wrote:
>> Wim,
>
>Your post may I say it like this:
>
> "Truth"
>
>you have truly blessed my day by reading it,
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