Karl Renz: Demons. The only demon I know it is a me. That is Presence, the demon is there, the me. It’s a paper dragon, come on. Cannot do anything. Many have this idea: you have to kill the dragon inside, the ego like a dragon. You have to become like Roland from Bremen, then you are untouchable – you have this armor around you, like a screen you cannot penetrate. But if there is one part, one little thing, there is a leaf, and then comes ouuu, so no way out.
But it’s only the paper dragon, come on. It spits the fire which cannot touch you.
I had once a dream. There were all the forms of girlfriends, they came into the dream. And sitting in front of me and showing their demon faces, the most ugly uarr, and then you got quiet and suddenly the mascarade ends. Because your mask goes away, it is like opening, you show them what you are, and then they are uuuu. Just by being what you are every demon just uuuu no, no, no. They just disappeared. But not fighting them. Just be what you are. And they are like a balloon, the air goes out, everything pfff. One by one. It was amazing!
But then one was sitting there, looking into the eyes. Then I saw myself without a mask. And then I was afraid. Fuck it, so much. That was a shock. But I shocked myself, come on. So better keep the mask for whatever.
Be that what is quiet. So be what you cannot not be. As all your life before, moment by moment came and disappeared. It is nothing new. And this moment will disappear too. So be that what is Absolute neither permanent or impermanent. What is always there. But you never count that. You only count that maybe memory, that one has a memory of the body. But what you are has neither body or no body. It is just frame by frame. And none of these events, whatever sensations ever altered your nature.