Albert Herdianto Widjojo
Gray clouds become a veil for the blue sky. The sky was grim even though the sun’s rays remained fully present. But, even if the clouds don’t hang there, the blue sky is also a cover of the space, though, by that, the day seems more cheerful indeed.
If you can get past those blue veils, whether you are flying with a spaceship or just flying through breathing, until your body floats in a vacuum space, or intuition explores the ocean of universe, the open mind knows that we are still stuck in another veil, a vacuum space of the universe, the same dimension with this flesh and blood. No matter how many zeros are added in the distance of exploration in the galactic space, consciousness is still bound to the mind, the mind which is still covered by the veil; space. The space, like the ego, is a veil between man and real life.
The veils are a game, played by living, together with himself. The Names, which is almighty and infinite, has covered itself with something that is nothing but itself which can only be revealed through spiritual realization. Only in that way, because as a spiritual being, the purpose of the spiritual life is to be able to reveal the physical veil in order to see the spirit until it can recognize the outward in the inner light, and it is only possible if we can penetrate into the center of ourselves, uncovering the veil inside, internalized, and gaining inner vision.
This is such a profound angle that can only be viewed through spiritual eyes.
Only those who appreciate with such eyes of understanding can see that way.
So beautifully said, Albert.❤❤❤❤
Owh… The appreciation that came from you became very special for me, Lady Nightwave.
“…uncovering the veil inside, internalized, and gaining inner vision.”
I always see layers of thought in the lens of reasoning, logic, common sense and undestanding. Like you said, “internalizing” is the key, and then, putting my understanding into action.
You took the photo from your balcony, or at the gate of your house?
Thinking logically in life for a life is very important, but realizing life, aware as the life – our soul – seems to be far more important, well at least for me, Country Mama.
Oh, that’s the photo I took on a commuting when the car was moving and at that time I felt that the natural composition was very beautiful with gray clouds and very bright light. The atmosphere seems unique.
Thank you so much for the visit and your thought, my friend.
My friend, the more I read the more it is vague
Lado, my friend. Most of my writing is philosophical ideas, contemplative things, or spirituality (not religion), which usually use the analogy, parables, or symbols or else to say something that is not sensory and beyond general thought. So, my apology for vague you mean.
However, thank you so much for your visit.
My friend I really apologize – you know I am not very educated and I am very incomprehensible to the philosophy
Heyyy… That’s okay, Lado my friend. The sincerity of your friendship is far more important than just education or degrees. You are a special friend to me.
Thank you friend-you are too special for me-too bad we’re never going to meet
Yes, you’re right, my friend. We are friends in a fun way even though unfortunately we have not been able to meet directly. Maybe while this can only be done in cyberspace and dreams.
This is one of the possible variants
The most special variant, right?
Otherwise, there is a proverb – never say never – maybe you know?
Yes. I know it well, Lado.
Lado, you are always honest to what you think.
That’s okay. I love Lado’s openness.
Oh yeah I like it also… see he saved me from reading. 😀
…and your openness has made me laugh out loud!
I guess no one goes out naked.
Maybe you need to visit a nudist village. lol
Your posts always make me think and that is a good thing. Thanks.
I’m so glad if you think
about something
of my writing.
Thanks
I have lived under a veil for many years but am starting to life the veil and I see a whole new world just waiting for me.
Such a wonderful statement that is very encouraging, Carol.