We were in Mae Sot last week, and one day we went for a drive to the hot springs for a wash. We found our way there with our tuk tuk, and parked it next to a beautiful Altar that was on top of a large rock, in the middle of a lake. There was a long and narrow, wooden suspension bridge that led the way over the water.
We paid our respects to Buddha, and behind the altar we found a stone bridge that led the way to a hollowed out hole at the bottom of the mountain. It was a dark room with a statue of fertility.
Along side the second altar was a path up the mountain. We decided to go for a walk before hitting the hot tub. We were sweating like pigs already from the heat and we hadn’t thought that it’s the hottest time of day, or the fact that we didn’t have water. We learnt that these 2 things should always be taken into account, when starting to climb up a mountain in the tropics at the hottest time of year.
Four times we were going to turn around for water, but we didn’t. Curiosity always got the best of us so we continued.
Suddenly we were greeted by a humungous crack in the mountain with a large Buddha statue in front. Buddha was surrounded by 7 Naga-cobras creating a shield above the head.
The thirst for mystery was greater than the thirst for water, we had to see if there was a way inside.
We found a light switch, and a path was formed. We followed the lights through great halls full of bats and stalagmites and stalactites. The darkness let the mind create wild associations from the rock formations, and there was a definite pirate vibe.
In the cave, the air was cooler and moister, so we kept going further into the darkness. It seemed never ending. After 4 great halls and their connecting bridge ways, our thirst for water grew too strong, we had to let go of curiosity.
Before turning around, we took a last sigh to enjoy the cave and it’s a good thing that we did. Because in the darkness we noticed a small wooden box, about 20 cm from our feet.
We were so thirsty that we just took photos of what was inside so that we could remember them later on and left the box there.
We thought long and hard whether to share the photos, but we decided not to. We came to the conclusion, that Treasures should only be found by those with the will to find them. And that treasures are more valuable, when they are left for others to find.
We wrote them up for ourselves and destroyed all the digital data.
One thing we did find however, that feels it should be shared.
the Spell of Balance
All together we tread alone, this life-giving planet of destruction. All pure hearts so empty with greed, pump cold blood through our veins. Deep within our shallow selves, our eyes see everything, of ourself. We hate those closest and say that we love, we love those who do not want. We want to give to those not in need, and the ones who need will not take. Self worth lies in the wisdom of reason, and reason is just idiotic. Our knowledge is a game of stupidity, and power is a game for the weak. Our world so right with all the wrong, floats upside down to sink. What a wonderful world where disaster is beauty and everything bad becomes good. Life is so normal that there’s nothing more weird, and once we understand we are baffled. I felt bad, but now I feel good, though realising makes it go back. I want to do nothing, and nothing is doing, so how do I do? It’s a knot. It’s a mystery so clear, it’s so close that it’s far, the only way to get is to give. And letting go is getting now, and making nonsense makes sense. If you think you’re confused, I think you understand, because darkness is the light. Fulfilling your dreams means emptying your self, and you will finally start to sea.