Alexander's Infinity Quotes

“You use your mind as a vining rod in search for the precious. But finding Buddhahood is nothing like gold dowsing. Drop all your creeds, for they are no more than bogus pendulums that point towards the center of gravity of your cunning ego. Drop the very idea of Buddhahood!”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“Slip from the state of mindfulness and, before you know it, the first thought will appear. The bloom of the first poppy in the field. And then the second one too. An exponential progression of blooms you can no longer contain. One day, half of what you see is green. The next day, you find your once green meadow washed completely in the color of rubies. Your mind has turned into a bein-sar, an opium-eater, intoxicated with the seeds of the worldly.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“Yes, there is a giant within each of us, capable of greatness. Then mind keeps him deeply asleep in his dreary world of illusions, so that he could somehow bear the squeezing and pressing of this limited reality. He remains a prisoner of that ignorance until the flame gets lit, and the urge to be free outdoes all fears.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“Yes, there is a giant within each of us, capable of greatness. The mind keeps him deeply asleep in his dreary world of illusions, so that he could somehow bear the squeezing and pressing of this limited reality. He remains a prisoner of that ignorance until the flame gets lit, and the urge to be free outdoes all fears.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“A million faces of Buddha smiled at the night's futile attempt to lull the Awakened One into an ocean of dreams.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“If God is One, then man is like a 0.(9) — he is there, without even knowing it. He needs to cross an infinite ocean of repetitiveness before he realizes he is, already, one with the One.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“You want to be a soothsayer, but do you know your present? Can you be a witness of each one of your breaths? Every single moment slips through your sieve-like mind. Then what is the point seeing the future beforehand, if you are going to waste it just like you are wasting your present?”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“Just sit and breathe. Your attachments will keep coming back to you, disguised as innocent thoughts, like a playful flight of damselflies. If you remain alert, you will recognize them. Catch them by their tails. And then be ready for the storm.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“A denizen since birth, I liked to think I knew the city in every way. It bore my shadow so gracefully, that living here almost suited me. It took me a long time to understand that, which was fully irredeemable—it was people I was finicky about. The drawbridge between my soul and the world barely ever lowered. Friends mocked my academic bearing; colleagues disliked my logorrhea; and what to say of women—they mostly found me irrelevant. In the language of the alchemists, I stood at the point of nigredo, the center of my own darkness.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“Imagine you and I were eternal—
A Goddess and a God capable of miracles,
Standing as one at the beginning of time.

Every time you kiss me, a world is created.
Every time I kiss you, a world vanishes.
When we kiss, time stops again.
Between two kisses, time continues to flow.

You kiss me first, for your breath ruptures with creativity.
One kiss, and a universe is brought to life—
A perfect world full of beauty and pain.

Wait, I whisper—another universe would be one too many.
I kiss you back, and the world vanishes.
Once again we are all alone, just you and me.

It took one cosmic unit of time for you to kiss me
And just half of that time, for me to kiss you back.
And a half of that half for you to kiss me again.

We take infinitely many turns:
Who can tell if this game is one of lust or a brawl? Each kiss betides twice faster than the last.

When the clock strikes the second cosmic unit of time
Who’ll be the winner between the two of us?
If you kiss me last, I promise we’ll be dancing through a multiverse
If I kiss you last, then everything will fall into oblivion— even this eternal love.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“Imagine you and I were eternal—
A Goddess and a God capable of miracles,
Standing as one at the beginning of time.

Every time you kiss me, a world is created.
Every time I kiss you, a world vanishes.
When we kiss, time stops again.
Between two kisses, time continues to flow.

You kiss me first, for your breath ruptures with creativity.
One kiss, and a universe is brought to life—
A perfect world full of beauty and pain.

Wait, I whisper—another universe would be one too many.
I kiss you back, and the world vanishes.
Once again we are all alone, just you and me.

It took one cosmic unit of time for you to kiss me
And just half of that time, for me to kiss you back.
And a half of that half for you to kiss me again.

We take infinitely many turns:
Who can tell if this game is one of lust or a brawl?
Each kiss betides twice faster than the last.

When the clock strikes the second cosmic unit of time
Who’ll be the winner between the two of us?
If you kiss me last, I promise we’ll be dancing through a multiverse
If I kiss you last, then everything will fall into oblivion— even this eternal love.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“That is what enlightenment is all about. It never happens gradually. Just like love, it takes you by surprise. If you want to understand, you’ll need to give up the futility of that infinite bug-walk, to dare fall off the cliff into the abyss, to be ready to either perish or ascend to something radically new. You know very well that many before you have tried and failed, but although the hollow pillars of all the monasteries, ashrams, and tekkes of this world conceal the whispers of those who have fallen and crashed, you choose to listen only to the prayers, hymns and chants of those who have succeeded to elevate above this finite world of infinite struggle.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity

“India is much of a strange land; it is perhaps the only place in the world that exists in so many differing yet synchronous forms. First, there is India of your imagination—the one cultivated by the stories you’ve heard, the books you have read, the dreams your inner eye has seen. Second, there is India you will actually witness, the perpetual kiss of opposites—India the magnificent and the lamentable, India the intimate and the daunting, India the modern and the chaotic. And then, there is India at its rough core; the one so paradoxical and complex, so raw and self-standing, that it has inevitably slipped the grip of the hearts and the minds of innumerable poets, hermits, philosophers, historians, warriors, and of course, politicians.

I have heard, many times, that this land is like a mirror, one that reflects, or rather throws back at you—with such a stern congruity—your current state of mind. But make no mistake—even if you brace yourself with all the psychological, philosophical and spiritual tools at your disposal, you can never be prepared for what awaits you. India is a manifold of beauty and of ugliness, and of million shades in-between, all of which exist in a continuum. India is like its gods and goddesses endowed with multitude of faces and plentitude of limbs, gorgeous and terrible, but absolutely complete.”
― Lidija Stankovikj, Alexander's Infinity