Many have talked of it, Alan Watts, Ken Wilber, the masters, the Buddha, Lao Tzu, Jesus, talked of the illusion we partake in, dwell on, find ourselves caught in like being between the dawn and the dusk, on a merry-go-round going round and round. More
So eloquently many have explained it, pointed it out, poets, artists, sages, men of the mind like Jung and Fromm, the mystics and fantastics like Castaneda, but seldom do we find methodology for breaking free of this illusion we are living. The West is in desperate need of freeing itself of the chains, finding paths that coincide, work, unravel the bits of illusions forming, and help us find not only meaning in the recurring dreams we are part of but how to let go, give up the religions, the ideologies, find an all-encompassing spirituality that works, not just in the Sunday churches, not because we blindly follow the advice of some minister, of men or women of seemingly insight and power, or those who sprinkle down their precious gifts on us lowly of evolved on the totem pole of reality. Those who we may look up to, could be bosses, men of money, the religiously fervent, those that might have a thread of evidence of the nature of the world, the seers, the ones we’ve read, whoever, they are all but guideposts.