Reflections

Thoughts on the end of seeking, the collapse of spiritual stories, and what remains when the search stops. These aren't teachings or methods. Just reflections on what happens when the seeker dies and life continues anyway. Some might call them pointers, but even pointers can become new things to chase. Read them, forget them, or ignore them entirely. The words matter less than the recognition they might occasionally spark.

Watcher
Marcin Durawa Marcin Durawa

Watcher

There used to be a kind of spirit running through everything. A thread. A hum of presence I called me. Even suffering had a kind of richness to it—like I was growing, transforming, on a path. Everything was mine. Mine to endure, mine to savor.

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End of the promise
Marcin Durawa Marcin Durawa

End of the promise

The structure is always the same:
A lack now.
A solution later.
A seeker here.
An arrival elsewhere.

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No Way Out
Marcin Durawa Marcin Durawa

No Way Out

The dream doesn’t resolve.
It doesn’t become truth.
It collapses.

And when it does, there is no revelation.
No arrival.
No presence to confirm what remains.

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Reading alone might not suffice