Friday, August 24, 2012

Friday writings for Randos - As if seeing the world for the first time.

{Friday Writings for Randos - A weekly post that features pieces from other writers that touch some facet of the Randonneuring experience, even if that was not the author's intent. It's stuff that's best read out loud - slowly.} This week it's an excerpt from:

SIDDHARTHA
BY Herman Hesse


"I want to learn from myself, want to be my student, want to get to know myself, the secret of Siddhartha."

 He looked around, as if seeing the world for the first time. Beautiful was the world, colorful was the world, strange and mysterious was the world! Here was blue, here was yellow, here was green, the sky and river flowed, the forest and the mountains were rigid, all of it was beautiful, all of it was mysterious and magical, and in the midst of it was he, Siddhartha, the awakening one, on the path to himself.

All of this, all this yellow and blue, river and forest, entering Siddhartha for the first time through the eyes, was no longer a spell of Mara, was no longer a veil of Maya, was no longer a pointless and coincidental diversity of mere appearances, despicable to the deeply thinking Brahman, who scorns diversity, who seeks unity. 

Blue was blue, river was river, and if also in the blue and the river, in Siddhartha, the singular and divine lay hidden, so it was still that very divinity's way and purpose, to be here yellow, here blue, there sky, there forest, and here Siddhartha.

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