A Silent Tale

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              (A TALE)






A Silent Tale – a philosophical reflection on consciousness




Everything Is a Tale...


…The brush paints an image imagined on the canvas. Thought pours its fiction onto paper through the imagination. All of this is shaped by what the mind envisions.

A life that is millions of years old, and a consciousness trying to illuminate that life. Yet, a consciousness that exists without knowing itself, dreams of awakening within the well of awareness. But knowledge? It is lost with the wise.



Throughout all time, there were those who claimed to see the Light and said, “I have an idea.” Yet the will cloaked in darkness, which despises the Light, executed that seeing will. The justification? Always the same: ritual.


What’s missing is understanding. For it is the mind that denies itself, through opposing views. The flaw is not outside—

It is the flaw rooted deep inside the one who seeks flaws.

It never changed, and it never will…


…Today is no different.

Because in front of the enlightened mind stands the shadow of a rotten system, born of a decayed will.

Light or darkness—they are both part of the earthly stage.

And there is a director: her name is Nature-Mother (Doğaana).

She offered the miracle called life to humanity, and the universe too—so we may perceive, speak, and name all things.



The creature living in nature tastes pain in its soul, but does not know why.

It loves—but does not know why.

It hates—without knowing the reason.

A being that consumes emotions lives far from true knowledge, unfortunately.


This lack of knowledge always led to chaos.

Thus, the being who says “I exist” is trapped in uncertainty—and can go no further…


…The mind that swims within the ocean of knowledge, and the being who owns it—

Always chose to drown, or to drown another, in the cosmic sea.

And it was called hate.


Hate does not stop.

Once it falls into the heart, it grows roots that will not let go,

In a dreamland where only dreams are lived…


…There are countless unknown secrets in this life

All buried deep within the flesh-bound mind.



The 8th Color—

It was through this color that everything could heal.

Disease, hunger, war, hatred…

All would disappear with the tale of the 8th Color.


But who wanted to listen?

No one.

No one in the nothingness heard it.

No one recognized its scent.

And its color? Never, ever known.


It only has a name—

And that name is:

“The 8th Color...”

E.G.

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