And walking on that road, there was complete emptiness of the brain,
and the mind was free of all experience,
the knowing of yesterday, though a thousand yesterdays have been.
Time, the thing of thought, had stopped; literally there was no movement before and after;
there was no going or arriving or standing still.
Space as distance was not; there were the hills and bushes but not as high and low.
There was no relationship with anything but there was an awareness of the bridge and the passer-by.
The totality of the mind, in which is the brain with its thoughts and feelings, was empty;
and because it was empty, there was energy, a deepening and widening energy without measure.
All comparison, measurement belong to thought and so to time.....
The otherness was the mind without time;
it was the breath of innocence and immensity.
Words are not reality;
they are only means of communication
but they are not the innocence and the immeasurable.
The emptiness was alone. -
J.Krishnamurti, Krishnamurti Notebook 20th October to 20th November 1961