The Only Freedom We've Got

Still Photographs Often Differ From Life More By Their Silence Than By The Immobility Of Their Subjects. Landscape Pictures Tend To Converge With Life, However, On Summer Nights, When The Sounds Outside, After We Call In Children And Close Garage Doors, Are Small - The Whir Of Moths, The Snap Of A Stick.

For Most People To Be Happy, There Has To Be A Person, Place, Or Thing Involved In Their Happiness. In True Happiness, There Are No Things Involved. It's A Natural State. You Will Abide In That State Forever.

Larry Schwarm's Photographs Of Fire On The Prairie Are So Compelling That I Cannot Imagine Any Later Photographer Trying To Do Better. His Pictures Convince Us That Seemingly Far Away Events Are Close By, Relevant To Any Serious Person's Life.

You Are The Self, That Perfect Immutable Self. Nothing Else Exists. Nothing Else Ever Existed. Nothing Else Will Ever Exist. There Is Only One Self And You Are That. Rejoice!

Always Remember Deep In Your Heart That All Is Well And Everything Is Unfolding As It Should. There Are No Mistakes Anywhere, At Any Time. What Appears To Be Wrong Is Simply Your Own False Imagination. That's All. But We Live In A Universe Of Brahman, Of Absolute Reality, Self -contained Consciousness, Where There's Perfection, Perfect Life, Perfect Bliss, Perfect Being. That Perfection Knows Nothing About Wrong And Right, Good And Bad, Happy And Sad. It Knows Only Itself As Perfection. And You Are That.