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The Absolute without even words

The negation of every narrative of the entire cosmic story is utterly necessary to become its all pervasive non-dual reality,
there is yet a thousandfold expressions to be realized and lived through becoming the very witness as pure Awareness.
Knowing is not knowing at all rather knowing is becoming itself what remains the only reality is of ocean only, 
there might have a thousand waves out there in the ocean but waves are not really a separate reality than ocean, hence knowing is becoming and knowing that there is nothing to know in the end, but silence.

Dr Deepak Bijalwan
25.10.23


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