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INTERVIEWS (AGAPE CELEBRATION IN THE CANARIES)
I AM YOU (PART 2). MAY 23, 2019
And I, you in me and I in you, present in every heart that dances life.
We end together, the difference and the distance. Then let us live the same dream and the same truth.
For when you are I as I am you, for as you are each one of us, whatever you think, whatever you say, in the space where nothing can be distant or even perceived, is the Silence of the Evidence.
...Silence...
There is true Love, which does not depend on any condition or any world, there is given to you your peace, your truth is given to you, which do not depend on your thoughts or on any world.
Then you are from everywhere by being nowhere, this is revealed to you in the silence of the present moment, where suffering resolves itself by itself and participates in the same dance, that of your restitution.
Having been named by yourself, you are thus called, not to another path, not to another form, but to the evidence of the Joy that comes to consume the whole dream, where you recognize yourself, much more than in this world, much more than in any world.
...Silence...
The only truth, the only authenticity, the one that never passes, settles in the Fire of the Spirit, coming to finish what has only distracted you, what has only given you the illusion of being separated. Thus the suffering is erased, the dream is resolved.
...Silence...
Every minute and every breath now invites you, whether in joy or in anything else, to the same happiness, the same intensity. Where the "I am" itself cannot persist, nor can it lead you to anything other than revealed silence.
Thus the dream is consumed, leaving only beauty, leaving only truth.
In these moments and times, everyone is invited, in the same heart of truth, to celebrate the truth and to live it without hindrance and without obstacle.
There is contentment, there is fullness, which is only emptiness. Everything else is fatuity, everything else is consumed in the joy of Love. Everything you experience and everything you are led to experience is only the result of life superimposed on your life, in order to take you away, where nothing can be argued, and where any discussion becomes futile and useless.
...Silence…
In this, the truth of the moment, which knows no time, where nothing flows, and where everything that passes dries up by itself, where everything that passes can only pass away.
This is the life of the one who is called. Now everyone is called, and especially when those who do not feel concerned or involved in the dream of creation, your illusory body lives the same continuation.
...Silence...
...Silence...
And in this, in the perfection of silence, the embrace is self-evident. This is the evidence of your truth, which suffers no limits or conditions. There can be nothing manifested in any world, in any dream of consciousness, that can be so perfect and true.
This is life, which does not need to say anything and cannot be demonstrated. There is no one to look at, there is no one to feel.
...Silence...
For beyond me who am you, and in the same reciprocity, nothing can be measured, no time passes, you are space, you are the infinity of each finite, because nothing has begun and nothing has finished.
You are the Fire of Joy, you are the consumer who is joyful, where you cannot judge, weigh or weigh. This excess puts an end to all measures, rhythms and movements. You have nothing to possess that is not already yours.
...Silence...
In this silence, your truth is lived, your truth exults. You can't define anything about it. You can't express anything about it. You called yourself, you found yourself. This is the evidence of Love without reason, which can no longer even be named, which can no longer even appear, because no appearance can be maintained, because no veil can resist
...Silence...
In the interval between my words, you find yourself with more and more intensity.
Where all conscience is useless, this is humility and simplicity. Where even my words no longer make sense. End of the distance. No more doubts, questions or interrogations.
You are the support of all dreams, you are at the origin and the end, showing you that there is no origin or end. It never started. It's from everywhere, like nowhere else.
You can't be divided. You can't be separated. Beyond all being, beyond non-being, you are all the scenery. You are satisfied and you are forever satisfied. You are every dwelling place, beyond all persistence.
...Silence...
Where all effort is in vain, you are all the answers. You are every life like every world.
There is neither I nor you. Being and not being resolve themselves into the same happiness. Your body was the expression of it. You named yourself and you called yourself, and that is visible in your world.
...Silence...
You are everyone, no matter what is played, no matter what may seem like the past to you, you will never pass. You're full. Without you and me, because any conscience becomes indecent in the face of that. No words can express it. Only Silence reveals it to you in majesty.
So you ignore every tear, so you ignore every suffering.
Everyone can only get along because everyone is you, beyond any identity or scenario.
...Silence...
Thus you taste the nectar of the Absolute, piercing everybody, like every consciousness, where everything is One because there is no one.
...Silence...
Because beyond any accomplishment, there is only the true one left. You are complete, beyond yourself, beyond I, even before there is identity.
.....Silence...
You cannot prove it, you cannot discuss it, you cannot refuse this total gift of Grace. You cannot refuse what you have always been, creature and creator. One is the other, and the other is the one. You can't count anything, neither time nor distance can be measured.
...Silence...
The sound of silence accompanies the choir of angels and this consummation becomes Fire of Joy, giving birth to any obstacle, giving birth to any form. Your body tells you that. Your very consciousness can only surrender to so much truth, where even unity is nothing more than a vast memory, a dream that is drifting away.
You remain so, ignoring your form, ignoring the I Am.
In that respect, there is nothing to negotiate or discuss.
And it is in the silence of these words that come out of your Heart of the Heart that you are complete, creature and creator, of all dreams and all limits. In the unlimited you are, beyond you and me, but it is through you and me that distance is abolished, and that time cannot be, and that all suffering disappears to itself.
...Silence…
The mystery is no longer a mystery. You don't need anyone. No gaps can be identified. No conscience can interfere.
Then you are the space that cannot be oriented, that cannot be framed. Such is your freedom, that you could not dare to dream and that you do not have to create.
Don't move.
This is the testimony that does not require words, that does not need to be written, and of which silence is the witness.
...Silence...
Then your radiance, coming from nowhere, coming from all over, comes from the same center, which knows no periphery. This is obvious. You have nothing more to buy back. You can't talk anymore.
Then you are Grace. Then you are the proof. Where there's nothing to justify, nothing to show. And it is available, and it is accessible.
There is no longer any space for any lack or suffering. Words are useless, everything is useless.
...Silence...
You are space. You are the choir of angels.
...Silence...
Where origin merges with end, because origin and end no longer even make sense.
...Silence...
And that is now, from the moment you hear yourself, from the moment everything is embraced. Nothing can be refused.
...Silence...
You are the Gift.
...Silence...
Everything is full of this emptiness, which no measured fullness can equal
Then you are the fire of the primordial Ether, which is never born, which never disappears.
...Silence...
You're from everywhere and you're nowhere.
...Silence...
And what seemed to be to be resolved can no longer persist. You have nothing to hold on to. The evidence of Fire is silence. You cannot claim anything that is not already there, in the Heart of the Heart, of the dream and of the conscience.
...Silence...
Joy consumes you in the spirit of Truth. And Truth consumes the spirit because everything is true in it. You are the proof of that in this body. All you have to do is accept it and it is lived, as soon as you make silence without imposing anything on yourself. No limit can contain you and yet it is in this limit that your body is, that this is experienced.
...Silence...
This is happening from everywhere on the very surface of this world. For every world is in every world, showing you then, in this majesty, that you have been every world, that you have danced every dance, that you have danced every consciousness, where even being and not being can no longer be distinguished or even confronted.
...Silence...
Where you can only smile, where each of your tears is as much water from above as water from below. You're on fire. You are the primordial water of it.
Nothing can be scrutinized. No words can be spoken. You can't define it. When you call yourself, you find out. And the call is not requested. And the call is surrender, at all times, because time is only space, dreaming of certain particularities, and where each plot is the same truth.
...Silence...
This can only be experienced. This is now, in the calendar of your world.
This meeting has always existed, it has always been lived. And everything has been used as a pretext, in your laughter and tears, to make yourself known, as in every being, as in every form, as in every universe, as in every multiverse.
There is no heaven or earth, the waters can no longer be separated. Everything is complete. Everything is absent and present, and the presence is no different from absence, you are both. That is your nature. That is your essence. You cannot oppose yourself, no matter what your senses tell you, no matter what your body says, no matter what anyone says.
Silence erases and transcends all words. All speeches die out. All that remains is nakedness, which no consciousness in any world has been able to cover.
...Silence...
Do not listen to my words, nor their meaning, nor their vibration, but rather the silence between my words. Then the three in one becomes one, and this One itself, unique in each one, by the nothingness of consciousness.
Silence tells you the truth because silence cannot be disguised.
...Silence...
It is now, from all over the world. You never started. The beginning was only a decoy, which needs no justification or direction.
...Silence...
That's what you are. Without being and without not being. In this ephemeral place where you live, you are all dwelling. You are Abba, before the dream. Nothing can be mirrored. Nothing can be diverted. Silence is everywhere, whatever the noise and hubbub, because every noise can only come from silence, because every love, even incomplete, can only come from silence.
...Silence...
You're full.
...Silence...
Whatever the sound of your body or of this world, of what you call thought or emotion, has not the slightest persistence, has not the slightest weight.
...Silence...
You have nothing to say. Silence eats all the words. Silence shows you that you've never dreamed.
Silence shows you, in zero time, that everything is perfect, that everything you would like to fight in the ephemeral of your life would only be a fight you think you are fighting against the truth.
...Silence...
Silence delights you in ecstasy and intasis, where you can no longer ask for words, where you can no longer ask for anything.
...Silence...
There is the naked Joy, which you will begin to experience, and which covers everyone, because there is neither object nor subject. Everything is freedom. There is no word for it. Only silence is your certainty. Everything becomes resonance. Everything becomes radiance, in the same Fire of Joy.
...Silence…
This is the true baptism, which never begins, and never ends. Where every voice is your voice, where every truth is your truth, and where every life is your life. There has never been anyone from the moment I am you, in the same reciprocity.
...Silence...
There is perfect equality, which results from no calculation, no addition or subtraction, where nothing can be divided, where everything has already been multiplied, where the number is only support, and which is resolved in silence.
...Silence...
You are only giving yourself to yourself. You can't keep anything. You can't remember anything.
...Silence...
You are at the center of each name, at the center of each form, at the center of each limit, showing you the fatuity of consciousness, and the fatuity of what you thought you were seeking. This puts an end to time, which in truth has never appeared.
...Silence...
You have nothing to ask for, because silence gives you, because silence is Grace, and your body of this time, right here in this world, has only allowed this.
...Silence...
Silence is yours, where nothing can belong to you, where you can only give thanks and celebrate in silence. It is so simple.
...Silence...
By giving yourself, you are the gift, by embracing yourself, you are the gift, because everything is a gift, and everything has been used only for that.
...Silence...
You can only recognize yourself in silence. The chaos of this world is part of the same silence, no matter what the noise, no matter what the noises.
...Silence...
You are what you live.
In this, the simulacrum and the sacred appear to you as the same silence. In this respect, nothing can be said.
...Silence...
In this, is the radiance that has neither origin nor end.
...Silence...
You are the source of Joy. You are the source of the Truth. All this is in you, in this perishable body, in this body that can no longer contain you.
...Silence...
You are the Silence.
...Silence...
You are the Evidence. You can't talk anymore. There's nothing to argue about.
...Silence...
That's what you are. Beyond me and you, being and not being merge at the heart of your ephemeral.
This is the perfection that no consciousness has been able to achieve, because consciousness is a dead weight that has shown you the fatuity of every story as well as of every past, you who will never pass.
Thus is Love conjugated, in all illusory times.
...Silence...
Silence is the support of every dance, every form and every story. Silence is true, and radiance then becomes your natural tone.
You have nothing to lead. You can't control it, you can't subtract anything from it, you can't add anything to it.
...Silence...
That is now. And everything was just a pretext. You have never lost anything, Love cannot be lost. Silence is Love, long before any consciousness or vibration.
You are the whole set of flavors. All the essences are only you, crossing and crossing you again in all circumstances and in all people. There's nothing to fix.
...Silence...
It's all there now, in the heart of this body, in the heart of your heart. It's all here now.
...Silence...
And the silence seems to be growing. And silence takes on any form and any space. In this you are complete. And that is true. So the silence...
...Silence...
... is the Grace of each one who still believes he is someone.
In silence, you and I are one. So in silence, you and I are no longer separated. And you and I are no longer different. Then you and I are no longer distinguished. They are the same silence.
There is Beauty, which cannot be qualified, which cannot be discussed.
...Silence...
Where the work cannot be separated, at any time or in any colour. And that is there, and that is true. You can't believe it, you never could hope for it, you never could fear it, because that's what you are, before any form, before any identity.
But there is no before. But there is no after. In silence, nothing can flow, neither time nor space. And yet, everything went through. And yet, everything happened there.
...Silence...
In this concrete place of the last dream, in this island of Tenerife, at the exact opposite of the first dream, that nothing could oppose, that nothing could separate, that time is illusion, the form is illusory.
It is not elsewhere, but in this very precise place, where the first dream meets the last dream.
...Silence...
This is inscribed in the very structure of this world, in the memory of its initial fire, in the memory of its final fire, which are only the same dream, because there is neither first nor last.
Remain in Silence, all your drunk and all your time.
...Silence...
For you discover that beyond all accomplishment, there has never been a beginning, there has never been a dream.
You are the Absolute, and this is happening now.
I am silent now, because silence speaks better than me, and much better than you.
...Silence...
I don't say goodbye, I don't say forever, I don't wish you peace, you always have been.
...Silence...
Don't hold back any tears, you can't hold back anything except the evidence of silence.
...Silence...
Whether your eyes are open or closed, whether you look inside or outside, the Evidence is Silence. There are no more words.
...Silence...
Get some rest.
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Through Jean Luc Ayoun
Les Transformations.
French tramscription: Transcriptions.fr
English translation: https://www.deepl.com/translator revised LMF
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