The bliss of emptiness

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After studying The Tibetan Book of the Dead (Bardo Thodol) or other so-called spiritual teachings, you supposedly end up getting wiser and thus knowing how to become liberated. This is not the case with Alexius´ Enlightened Non-Teachings. On the contrary. You end up knowing nothing. Fortunately, because becoming wiser, or liberated, rest on the belief that there is more than that which is one, and since oneness is formless and therefore endless, there is nothing but that which is one.

In other words, there is nothing to know or become because that requires more than one. And not knowing what and where you appear to be, there does not appear to be somebody hiding there is nothing but the formlessness of oneness.

Alexius´ Enlightened Non-Teachings do not give you something. On the contrary. They give you nothing. The absence of something, however, is pure bliss.

Since what and where you appear to be in this moment is based on your present experience of something, and since that has taken the brain one second to produce from out of nothing (read more about that here), going back one second in linear time, the experience of something is exposed as nothing which is pure bliss.

However, you cannot remain in the bliss of nothing if you want to last as if you are somebody. When nobody confirms the brains experiences as something, it falls into a coma after 20 minutes, 45 at most. Thus you must return to the consciousness of being someone or have that entirely erased by the enlightenment of that which is one, so there is neither the misery of something or the bliss of nothing to hide, there never will be anything that which is one.

You may have to read Alexius´ Enlightened Non-Teachings many times before there is a willingness to acknowledge that since oneness is formless and therefore endless, it is not possible to be involved in anything that requires more than one and any experience, therefore, is an illusion, including to be conscious. No worries. The experience of time is, of course, also an illusion.

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