Attention Is the Torque That Makes the Prism
Adi Da Samraj: Existence in the waking and dreaming states is a mummery of presumptions. Human beings live as mummers…as if the play they are appearing in were the carrying out of a plan they know full well, and reality is evident to them. It is not so. Reality is not evident ..not Self-evident, not evident as the Most Profound State, the “Brightness” State, the Samadhi of the “Brightness”. You are all mummers because you do not know That Which Is Always Already The Case. You only know the mummery.
I am not merely Principle. I am Person, Fullness of Being, Love-Blissful Self-Consciousness, without the slighest difference or separation or otherness or relatedness or separation. No difference, No relatedness is the characteristic of My Samadhi, of Existence Itself. There is one, Undifferentiated, Indivisible Reality, or Self-Condition. Apparent divisibility is due to a polarizing fractioning of the Light. But that polarizing of the Light, in and of itself, does not change the Light, in of of Itself. It is an apparition, a refraction, a fractal, a spreading of patterned color, with other characteristics proposed by the senses. The Light is nevertheless a Current in the midst. The opposites are lined up on either side of that Current.
Devotee: But the opposites are arising in the Unbroken Light.
Adi Da Samraj: Yes. The Light Itself experiences no difference.
Devotee: Beloved, does that fracturing appear as the grid of attention?
Adi Da Samraj: The grid of attention is the mechanism for the perception of conditional existence.
Devotee: And is that the fracturing of the light?
Adi Da Samraj: Attention itself is that fracturing. The objects are representations of the results of that fracturing, worked out in every possibility of duality. Attention is the feeling of relatedness. Attention is the fundamental gesture of self-contraction, or of the torque that makes the prism, the refracting gesture that displays the colored lights of pattern in their discreet sectors, planes, or worlds.
–Adi Da Samraj, 1999