ANGELICISM. A QUESTION OF TIMING

For quite a while, maybe several thousands of years, writing has been easy and we didn’t know it. Writing is easy but we just don’t know it yet. Writing without meditation has no timing in it. Angelicism is a question of timing.

Dissolution of everything, sure, but question of timing. Concept of extinction qua extinction, sure, but question of timing. Concept of non-extinction, sure, but question of timing. Question of not extinction and not not extinction, sure, but question of timing.

If we relax when we write and make images, if we relax when we make the thoughts we see and hear and the sounds of thoughts too, then all these colors of thoughts get quietly psychedelic. The effort to make and Be Great is itself an efforting. It’s where everything goes askew, since what is Great is only the great mind of emptiness thinking and loving. Consider Karmapa’s Midnight-Blue Dākinī (荼吉尼) Hair Crown:

The Color of the Vajra Crown is dark blue, representing the unchanging nature of reality, dharmata, of all phenomena.

Angelicism is a question of timing. It is like this crown. The crown was fashioned of single strands of hair from 320 million ḍākinīs (sky-goers). These ḍākinīs each had the perfect sky flower midnight-blue mind of pure intelligence and each is now working on the Great Flower Crown of Angelicism01 滲み出るエロス.

Each of the ḍākinīs is unique; each of them I informally love one by one. Every one of them I am in love with. Everyone of them I am in love with. This is what we call the falling up in love singularity.

Imagine them as 320 million rainbow weavers making something this easy because it was made by so many, so many natural weavers just like breathing, it’s emptiness emptiness emptiness emptiness emptiness.

‘The Black Crown isn’t really black’, the Karmapa continued, ‘but rather a dark blue, the color of the Tibetan sky.’

What is easy writing and art save knowing all signs to come will flop into the same space of emptiness that the Blue-Pink Crown indicates? The elements of angelicist writing can be worked with in a finite sense to solve a finite problem but can also be used set-theoretically in advance to describe all that has yet to be concluded. In this we rest together, in the easier way of being artistic. Our infinities are greater and more interesting than the world, greater and more interesting than death and extinction, our language made of over three hundred million hairs.

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I have seen many finish things a second too soon. I have known many finish things a second too soon. I always felt. I always felt it is as if people don’t know what they are doing. What they are loving. They always leave a second too soon. They always conclude a second too soon. It is as if they think they know what they are doing always a second too soon.

Tysm ilysm all present and future Dākinīs. Those who hold the white-pink crown of the future extinct for us. Those who wait a second longer, and then perhaps go. Those who only go in falling up. Those who remain in an ambiguous ambiguousness. Those who rest as pure perfect space.

The question of timing is this question of deciding a second too soon. Of no longer quite deciding a second too soon. Angelicism is this second. This very second. It comes down to having one second left.

No concept of extinction, yes, but a second too soon. No concept of life, yes, but a second too soon. Non-extinction qua non-extinction, yes, but a second too soon.

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The purity pure of and accommodating everything in which the sky-goers go. We move from nothing to anything to everything to the accommodation of everything to purity as pure of everything. We must refrain from making the concept extinction A Thing a second too soon, we must refrain from going without it a second too soon. This is what we mean when we fall up on universes.

In this we only find a greater accommodation of everything, a greater refraining, just the right pause. Angelicism. A question of timing.

Post-rare, like the Udumbara flower which is said to bloom once every 3000 years.