There Is A Knowledge
"Frank, what did you see?"
The other turned his head, peered through winking dreamy eyes at his comrade. "A cool green field. A stone house near the edge of the woods. Flowers weaving gently in the wind. Sylvia was there, and we talked…"
He waited for his friend to finish. "What did you talk about?"
"I can't remember," he said after a pause. "And you, what did you see?"
"A place where I used to play when I was small."
"Did you play in it?"
"No." He gazed at the blank walls surrounding them on either side. "Frank, we've got to get out of here."
"Alright." The other got to his feet, started toward the corner of the next passageway.
"No. That's not what I mean."
Frank's eyes met his. "The walls are too smooth, Sid, and too high. You know that."
"But we weren't always in here. I mean, we chose to be in this place-the first image we saw, we followed it. And then the next and the next…"
"And we couldn't find our way back. It's no use to think about that now, Sid."
"But don't you see? We keep doing it. Each time. Go into another passageway, see something. We imagine it and it exists!"
"The images are beautiful." "Only because we want them to be. They're not real."
"Are these walls real, Sid? If
you want to take this as reality, then fine, stay here and stare at them. I'll see what beauty I can."
"But each time the images end! I feel we must have been in this maze for years, maybe centuries. There's no day, no night, no hunger or thirst. I haven't felt myself grow any older. We might wander in here forever."
"It's useless to talk this way, Sid. What freedom we knew once is past, and was no more real than these images anyway. Forget it. Come around the corner and leave this nonsense."
"The times and places are gone, even the people might have been illusory. But there was something else, something we felt. The reason why we left in the first place-to find something that we knew was there." His friend stared ahead in silence. "It wasn't to find this."
"That's gone now! Don't you see we'll never get out of here?"
"But we came here because we wanted to. We entered because we wanted to. We see things because we want to."
"So why aren't we able to get out?"
"Maybe we don't want out enough. Perhaps we'd rather live in a beautiful prison than go into a place where there are no walls, not even a horizon ahead of us." They stood together for the last time, separated by their silent thoughts."
"I don't understand you, Sid. Come on, let's go. I can't stand to look at these walls."
"They'll never go away if we just keep walking between them. I can't go any farther, Frank." For a moment, they looked at each other. Then slowly, Frank turned and was gone.
He breathed deeply. The air felt fresh and clean, free of sorrow. The feeling was there again, so strongly. He wanted nothing else. He sat, closed his eyes, and gave into it completely.
Gently, the walls dissolved.
A person may spend his life searching the whole world over for something which will give him peace. Yet he will die in despair if he fails to understand that the source of peace and truth is to be found right inside himself. Guru Maharaj Ji's Knowledge teaches us how to meditate on the source of peace and love inside us. It is not the sort of knowledge we can find in libraries, for it is a direct experience of something within us, not a theory. When the inner beauty of the soul is experienced we feel a deep sense of peace and bliss, as if finally we had come home to that Essence from which we were born. This meditation is shown to people by close disciples of Guru Maharaj Ji known as mahatmas. It is revealed free of charge to those who come with an open heart. For further information, call your local Divine Light Mission chapter, or write:
Knowledge - And It Is Divine, Box 6495, Denver, Colorado, US 80206 or: Knowledge - 72 Grove Vale, London, SE22, Eng.
there is a Knowledge