Tell Your Friend That In His Death,

Freedom Is Not A Reaction; Freedom Is Not A Choice. . Freedom Is Found In The Choiceless Awareness Of Our Daily Existence And Activity.

There Is Always Great Beauty, Not Of Images, Feeling Or Thought. Beauty Is Neither Thought Nor Feeling; It Has Nothing Whatsoever To Do With Emotion Or Sentiment. There Is Fear. Fear Is Never An Actuality; It Is Either Before Or After The Active Present. When There Is Fear In The Active Present, Is It Fear? It Is There And There Is No Escape From It, No Evasion Possible. There, At That Actual Moment, There Is Total Attention At The Moment Of Danger, Physical Or Psychological.

Fear Begins And Ends With The Desire To Be Secure; Inward And Outward Security, With The Desire To Be Certain, To Have Permanency. The Continuity Of Permanence Is Sought In Every Direction, In Virtue, In Relationship, In Action, In Experience, In Knowledge, In Outward And Inward Things. To Find Security And Be Secure Is The Everlasting Cry. It Is This Insistent Demand That Breeds Fear.

A Man Who Says, 'i Want To Change, Tell Me How To', Seems Very Earnest, Very Serious, But He Is Not. He Wants An Authority Whom He Hopes Will Bring About Order In Himself. But Can Authority Ever Bring About Inward Order? Order Imposed From Without Must Always Breed Disorder.

Are You Aware Of The Significance Of Every Thought, Of Every Reaction That You Happen To Have?