12 March 2013

Chapter 164 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


CLXIV

Why should one drop of evaporating water
Concern itself that others will at some point follow,
When there’s really no choice in the matter.

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How challenging for the mind
Not to have an eye on history.

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Veil runner.

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What you are not
Is imagining
What you are is not.

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Passions are the volcanoes of desire and fear.

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We are all outcomes of the first dawn.

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There is nothing as defining as will under siege.

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From whose perspective is any history written
But a perception of a set of perceptions?
Dreams all, no matter the view or inclination.

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Deny it however you will,
All is one,
And all dreams are the dreams
Of the same maker.

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Avoid judging another time and place by your own.
Any given context has its rhyme and reason.

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Ants wander the turf of a small field,
Their perception limited to its finite context,
Never discerning the field extends
Into the farthest reaches
Of imagination.

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If you knock loudly enough,
You will see quite clearly
That nobody is home.

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Peer into another’s mind,
And you will know your own.

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You witness me, and I you.
What fools we are
To think ourselves so different.

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Pain levels the playing field.

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Why be troubled by the smokescreen?

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Of a thousand seeds cast to the wind,
Who can say which will find their mark?

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You’ll find what you seek.
There are clues everywhere.

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Create something, create nothing.
All the same in the sameness.

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Is it really “your” soul?

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Same old “I Am” wakes up every time.

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Do not tarry, sweet Mother.
Rid yourself of this human plague.
Salvage what time is left.
Lick the wounds,
Bear the scars,
Fulfill creation’s promise.

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Why be frightened of or bothered by circumstances
Over which you have absolutely no control?

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You are in love.

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So subtle the implications.

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Feel the mask.

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An flawless universe,
The deluded conjuring
Of a medley of nerves

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So many examples how not to do it.

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Love the lover.

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How it is discovered is personal affair.

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Who’s forcing you to think the way you do?
Who can coerce you in any way
If you have no fear.

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Where best for the brigand to be concealed,
Than where only the rare would think to look?

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Pain management is the challenge.

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Surrender to what calls you.

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The breath of godness blows you to your fate.

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Of course, they stopped as soon as you left.

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Doing anything all the time is tedious.

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Not to be bothered by anything,
Now wouldn’t that be nice?

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How ridiculous that we wait
For scientists, statisticians and pundits
To tell us how insane it is.

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It won’t make a bit of difference.

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What remedy to an ambush
But instant retaliation?

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How much easier it flows
When vectors aren’t crashing.

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Keep remembering
That you’re only
The center
Of your universe.

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How to be free of a cancer or virus?
Cease providing sustenance.

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Go ahead, try to surprise me.

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Allow all problems to cease and desist.

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The human species cannot jump the bar
At the height which you have set it.

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Advertisements and yapping announcers
Are an opportunity to change channels.

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No one’s going to empower you
If you don’t take the reins.

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Power, fame and fortune may be fun,
But give me freedom first.

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Looks like what it’s going to come out as.

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Put yourself between people
Who hate each other,
And they may well kill you first.

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Hope is for naive romantics.

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The first birth was death’s beginning, too.

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Memory is something you remember vaguely.

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Always try to remember, in times of adversity,
How much worse things could probably be.

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Sleep: that place
Where all cares fall away
Into void’s reality.

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Word of mouth can be
Your most powerful ally,
Or your worst nightmare.

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Could Jesus even begin to live up to the myth?

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Getting sucked into arguments
Only deflects the point.

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Freedom is also respecting the rights of others.

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Breath is but a borrowed thing.

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Has any species ever outdone us as predators?

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Despite all appearances,
It’s all in your head.

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Lump all of consciousness into one bag,
And whom do you get?

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Heal the world in your mind.

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What can you know about things
You have never witnessed?

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That’s how it goes.

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Filter out what doesn’t suit you,
But remember only the body is finite.

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So much meaningless activity yet to  achieve.

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Smile, it does a body good.

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So many eating their cake,
Wondering where it went.

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Run, White Rabbit, run.
Faster, faster.

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All things meet one end or another.

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Beauty by itself is an empty offer.

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To bring into being self-motivated learners
Is the highest achievement of education.

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It’s never too late to learn
If you are open to it.

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History is all the perceptions
Which have brought life
To this point in time.

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Few will want what you have to offer.

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Life offers so many roads to travel down.

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Respect for others is not always easy to muster.

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There are as many versions of history
As there are eyes to witness it.

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Every decision
Leads to new decisions.
A tree with an infinity of branches.

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Many drops to make an ocean,
Many grains to make a world,
Infinity to make a universe.

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Mystical heaven.

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The best souls do not necessarily
Have the kindest appearance.

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Why wouldn’t every lifeform have a soul?
What else could they possibly be.

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Your vision of hell is your own creation.

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A reasonable amount of self-sufficiency
Is just plain smart.

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What else to offer a world
Eroding into madness
And self-destruction?

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Find peace with your own dream
And you will with all the others.

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Still empty after all these years.

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Things just sort of take care of themselves.

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Some cry too much, some laugh too much.
Tread cautiously between extremes.

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Truth is a many-flavored thing.
You never know when it will bite you.

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It happens.

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So many versions of any given history.

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Cockroaches, rats, crows, seagulls,
Coyotes, and other scavengers
Thrive in human proximity.

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Heaven on earth is a heaven in mind.

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The trouble with love is all the expectations.

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Every day the same play.

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The assumptions we daily embrace
Mold the future others will face.

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Love is a pleasant fantasy,
But do you really love anybody?
Does anyone really love you?
And what is your definition?

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Ultimately all memory is of short-term recollection.

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How easily water moves from one state to another.
Ice, liquid, vapor…form to formless,
It maters not.

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Habits carve deeply into daily living.
Even the most trivial can become
Nearly impossible to change.

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God is to infinite to count.

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Who cares what any philosopher,
Mystic, prophet, or saint thinks?

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His story,
Her story,
Its story,
My story,
Your story,
Their story,
Our story,
The story,
A story,
All stories.

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Avoid labels whenever possible.

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You are infinity in microcosm,
And microcosm in infinity.

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You are the indescribable wealth,
A crown jewel of creation’s making.

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Another enticing mirage sucks you in once again.


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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
© Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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