Course XX - Teaching 16: Imaginative Monologues as Preparation for Meditation

First Monologue: Loneliness and Introspection.
A war diary in modern society.
“X” bombarded, so many dead persons, thousands of individual wounded.
A coffee had in a hurry; unconscious frivolity in a town that moves and runs pressed by haste.
Desolation of some few who see this actual deadly time around the world into the destructive monster’s clutches.
Wishes for loneliness
We are loneliness-sick, but do not know.
We are sick of wishes for examining introspectively our inner life till the cause of our own life, but we do not know.
This sickness of our soul should necessarily be in crisis in order to get rid of this human surge, and to be alone with our thoughts, with our peculiar way of feeling, and with our selves.
In the shrine of our ideas, in the cell of our heart, in our inner imaginative world.

Second Monologue: Fictitious death.
Bang! A little blast; a rapid break; everything is over.
I am dead; it is late for fixing material matters; willy-nilly I have to leave everything.
But all this is as if I had got rid of a burden: the world and its things stay there, far away, among illusory mist; they remain so far away.
I want to walk, I stumble and try it again, but I cannot, and surprisingly I am flying through paths of air and sky.
I see colors and colors, beams and more beams above the infinity of a radiant matter.
My thoughts dissolve: the point is that I have nothing to think of.
I am a vertiginous wheel revolving on the space. On what space do I? No; outside space; outside limit and time.
I stop on a fixed point; I open the flower of my being, and there, just in my self, I find the solution to my problem.