The Real is a circular river, flowing into its own source. Carried in the stream are little fixed structures made of the same energy, called bubbles. Each one is an I-thought. Each feels separate, different, toxic, as if cut off from the life of the fresh flowing force of clear waves. When the stream falls into the abyss, as if swallowed by the eternally unmanifest source—called Shiva—all the blue bubbles pop into oblivion. The river of consciousness emerges again, as a bright effulgent Presence. The flow is both time and eternity, a single Whole and a multiplicity of effervescent bubbles foaming on the surface, as if momentarily real.

To become who you really are, you must drop the one you think you are and abide in not-knowing, in radically accepting that nothing is known at all. Nothing can be figured out by thinking. When every fiction has fallen away, the Absolute Real is revealed. Life was only ever about this.

The ultimate fear is not of an object or other, but of the lack of an object and the absence of the Other. But the Presence of absence is only the absence of Presence—which is never really absent at all. The Self is only playing hide and seek. The I and the Father are One.

In this discourse on deliverance from desire and dharma, the force vectors of suffering are deconstructed so that the desperation and depression of the lacking ego can be put to permanent rest. A simple error of logic knots Eros to Thanatos in the deflated heart.

The Joker is wild, putting its own ego through the tormenting rite of passage of discovering how ridiculous it is, and how unreal. When you awaken, you will laugh to learn that, all along, You have been the Joker!

You have to grok this paradox: You must want Illumination, but wanting will never reach it. The wanting must morph into surrender. Surrender even wanting. More than that, surrender the thought that there is anyone separate from God who must surrender. When there is no I-thought and no sense of Other or world—as in deep sleep but fully awake—the Self is realized and nothing else remains, or ever was.

The Light of God is always shining. But the ego mind has turned away from the Source and is lost in the darkness of delusion. This is the moment that the Supreme Self has chosen to return, bringing all souls back to the eternal stillness and peace of the Infinite Merciful Heart of the Real. For the ego, this will seem like world destruction, while for the illumined souls, this is the moment of redemption. The end is also the new beginning. The Kingdom of Heaven awaits those who surrender all to the Lord in humble adoration. Make use of this window of greatest opportunity while it is open. In this teaching, the seven secret teachings of Shiva are explained in depth. These keys will unlock the intellect’s ability to transcend the false self-identity and rise as soul-consciousness into the blissful unmanifest Divine Presence.

Once it is recognized that the apparent world is only the mind engaged in dreaming, then the nonduality of consciousness and its contents can be understood and its vast implications can be unfolded. But it can take some time to digest and integrate all the binaries (the polarities, like good and evil, immanent and transcendent) in order to gain accurate knowledge that brings freedom from suffering—even the awareness that there is no suffering, since the world and the whole seeming multiplicity of sentient inhabitants are unreal. The sticking point is the resistance to recognizing that you, as a being in the world, are also unreal. The delusional mental apparatus must be terminated.

Once the mental activity has ended, and disidentification from all subjectivity and objectivity has been achieved, no questions remain. All the actions of the character one had been playing continue spontaneously, without disturbing the peace of nonduality.

The final period of every cycle of time is one of spiritual exhaustion, the soul’s exile from the Light of God, the ego’s nihilistic cynicism combined with narcissistic hubris, and the ominous approach of world destruction. We have arrived at that time. Fortunately, every spiritual tradition declares that such a hell realm is actually the most auspicious moment of all, for that is when the Inner Light returns—first only for a few—but then more and more souls become illumined. This is the true Festival of Lights. It is happening.