The Abyss of Innocence: A Journey of Eternity, #2

By Benjamin Jones

"Once, humanness was an embarrassment to me, something only puppets are happy with, but now I see humanness is the sacred longing of the divine; a beautiful story told by the story-less bard." The Abyss of Innocence

 

Continue Ashiata's journey with him in this, the second installment of Benjamin Jones' series A Journey of Eternity.

 

In the first book, The Abyss of Truth, Ashiata left 'the town' for a quest of solitude, uncovering the depths of his true Being which hid beneath the cacophony of wordly conditioning. Now, in The Abyss of Innocence, he is compelled to return. Not to teach or preach his wisdom but to share in what he calls the 'True Spirit of Life'.

 

After journeying into the mountains of himself and revealing the extra-ordinary, he is now returning to the utterly ordinary and to his delight he sees love and innocence where he once saw only suppression and fear.

 

The town is already in the process of awakening when he arrives. Secret Societies have started and a remembrance of freedom is breaking through the surface. But Ashiata surprises everyone with how he deals with this.

 

Full of metaphors and nods to the modern and historical world this book is as much an examination of the world's philosophical and spiritual evolution as it is a story of one man's imminent relationship with life. We find that it is not ideologies or The Awakened Ones which bring real transformation, but the immediate, individual experience of the Ture Spirit of Life which dwells in and as all.

 

This book is both intimate and broad and evokes an innocent acceptance of life which for too long has been buried beneath the societal veils of knowledge, fear and control.

 

If we were using Zen terminology this would be Ashiata's 'return to the market place' after his solitary quest for enlightenment.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Benjamin Jones
• Release date: Nov 30, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393884101

Book preview

THE ABYSS OF INNOCENCE

A JOURNEY OF ETERNITY:

PART II

By

Benjamin Jones

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Copyright © By Benjamin Jones 2020

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express permission of the copyright owner except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

CONTENTS

I. ASHIATA’S RETURN

II. THE INCONVENIENCE

III. THE LOVER AND THE SEEKER

IV. THE REVELATION OF INNOCENCE

V. THE CHURCH

VI. YOU ARE ETERNITY

VII. THE BURDEN OF DUTY

VIII. THE WEIGHERS AND MEASURERS

IX. THE WISE WEIGHER AND MEASURER

X. WE DON’T KNOW...YET

XI. I KNOW THAT I AM

XII. THE EMPTY FIELD

XIII. THE LOVERS AND RETURNERS

XIV. THE AWAKENED ONES

XV. A TRUE REBEL

XVI. A COSMIC SIGH

XVII. HUMAN, WILD, DIVINE

XVIII. INNOCENT COURAGE

I.

ASHIATA’S RETURN

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shiata felt compelled to return to the town simply because his heart overflowed. With what, he knew not. Emptiness, iridescent silence, fervent tenderness, his lips may murmur these words but words could not portray the ever-falling waterfall within. His intention had always been to return, not to disappear from his fellow humans forever, but his quest had swallowed up all intentions long ago. They had been burned, offered up like a sacrifice in the throws of surrender. He had been walking in this world hopelessly, but not despairingly – more like a hopeless artist who sees so much beauty in this moment that hoping for a more beautiful world would be sacrilegious. An emperor needs no hope, only a beggar does.

But Ashiata had gone beyond even this. The world was both abundant and empty to him, he was both everything and nothing. His soul throbbed with life and yet was non-existent. How could he express this? He knew he could not, so his intention to return to the town had dissolved along with all others. Years had passed since he left. But he was returning now. Not with an intention, not with a message or a great teaching or a head full of knowledge and wisdom, but with a song; a flute-song of the heart. And with wings beating in the silence of his Being he descended the hills.

He had nothing to give, nothing to impose on anyone, no methods or beliefs or concepts or practices – enough with limitations! His Being was unlimited, how could it impose limitations on others? To him there were no others. There was life, vibration, knowingness, ‘God’ some would say, but no others, no separation, no limitation. To celebrate this was the only desire left within him. How he would do this he did not know.

But the bird on the branch doesn’t practice singing, existence sings through her. Sing through me, Ashiata heard within him. Then ‘me’ left and there was only song. Would anyone have ears to listen? He cared about this as much as the bird cares. And so descended Ashiata, one full moon evening, back to the world of