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.
* * * *
How challenging for the mind
Not to have an eye on
history.
* * * *
Veil runner.
* * * *
What you are not
Is imagining
What you are is not.
* * * *
Passions are the volcanoes
of desire and fear.
* * * *
We are all outcomes of the
first dawn.
* * * *
There is nothing as defining
as will under siege.
* * * *
From whose perspective is
any history written
But a perception of a set of
perceptions?
Dreams all, no matter the
view or inclination.
* * * *
Deny it however you will,
All is one,
And all dreams are the
dreams
Of the same maker.
* * * *
Avoid judging another time
and place by your own.
Any given context has its
rhyme and reason.
* * * *
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.
* * * *
If you knock loudly enough,
You will see quite clearly
That nobody is home.
* * * *
Peer into another’s mind,
And you will know your own.
* * * *
You witness me, and I you.
What fools we are
To think ourselves so
different.
* * * *
Pain levels the playing
field.
* * * *
Why be troubled by the
smokescreen?
* * * *
Of a thousand seeds cast to
the wind,
Who can say which will find
their mark?
* * * *
You’ll find what you seek.
There are clues everywhere.
* * * *
Create something, create
nothing.
All the same in the
sameness.
* * * *
Is it really “your” soul?
* * * *
Same old “I Am” wakes up
every time.
* * * *
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.
* * * *
Why be frightened of or
bothered by circumstances
Over which you have
absolutely no control?
* * * *
You are in love.
* * * *
So subtle the implications.
* * * *
Feel the mask.
* * * *
An flawless universe,
The deluded conjuring
Of a medley of nerves
* * * *
So many examples how not to
do it.
* * * *
Love the lover.
* * * *
How it is discovered is
personal affair.
* * * *
Who’s forcing you to think
the way you do?
Who can coerce you in any
way
If you have no fear.
* * * *
Where best for the brigand
to be concealed,
Than where only the rare
would think to look?
* * * *
Pain management is the
challenge.
* * * *
Surrender to what calls you.
* * * *
The breath of godness blows
you to your fate.
* * * *
Of course, they stopped as soon as you left.
* * * *
Doing anything all the time
is tedious.
* * * *
Not to be bothered by
anything,
Now wouldn’t that be nice?
* * * *
How ridiculous that we wait
For scientists,
statisticians and pundits
To tell us how insane it is.
* * * *
It won’t make a bit of
difference.
* * * *
What remedy to an ambush
But instant retaliation?
* * * *
How much easier it flows
When vectors aren’t
crashing.
* * * *
Keep remembering
That you’re only
The center
Of your universe.
* * * *
How to be free of a cancer
or virus?
Cease providing sustenance.
* * * *
Go ahead, try to surprise
me.
* * * *
Allow all problems to cease
and desist.
* * * *
The human species cannot
jump the bar
At the height which you have
set it.
* * * *
Advertisements and yapping
announcers
Are an opportunity to change
channels.
* * * *
No one’s going to empower
you
If you don’t take the reins.
* * * *
Power, fame and fortune may
be fun,
But give me freedom first.
* * * *
Looks like what it’s going
to come out as.
* * * *
Put yourself between people
Who hate each other,
And they may well kill you
first.
* * * *
Hope is for naive romantics.
* * * *
The first birth was death’s
beginning, too.
* * * *
Memory is something you
remember vaguely.
* * * *
Always try to remember, in
times of adversity,
How much worse things could
probably be.
* * * *
Sleep: that place
Where all cares fall away
Into void’s reality.
* * * *
Word of mouth can be
Your most powerful ally,
Or your worst nightmare.
* * * *
Could Jesus even begin to
live up to the myth?
* * * *
Getting sucked into
arguments
Only deflects the point.
Freedom is also respecting
the rights of others.
* * * *
Breath is but a borrowed
thing.
* * * *
Has any species ever outdone
us as predators?
* * * *
Despite all appearances,
It’s all in your head.
* * * *
Lump all of consciousness
into one bag,
And whom do you get?
* * * *
Heal the world in your mind.
* * * *
What can you know about
things
You have never witnessed?
* * * *
That’s how it goes.
* * * *
Filter out what doesn’t suit
you,
But remember only the body
is finite.
* * * *
So much meaningless activity
yet to achieve.
* * * *
Smile, it does a body good.
* * * *
So many eating their cake,
Wondering where it went.
* * * *
Run, White Rabbit, run.
Faster, faster.
* * * *
All things meet one end or
another.
* * * *
Beauty by itself is an empty
offer.
* * * *
To bring into being
self-motivated learners
Is the highest achievement
of education.
* * * *
It’s never too late to learn
If you are open to it.
* * * *
History is all the perceptions
Which have brought life
To this point in time.
* * * *
Few will want what you have
to offer.
* * * *
Life offers so many roads to
travel down.
* * * *
Respect for others is not
always easy to muster.
* * * *
There are as many versions
of history
As there are eyes to witness
it.
* * * *
Every decision
Leads to new decisions.
A tree with an infinity of
branches.
* * * *
Many drops to make an ocean,
Many grains to make a world,
Infinity to make a universe.
* * * *
Mystical heaven.
* * * *
The best souls do not
necessarily
Have the kindest appearance.
* * * *
Why wouldn’t every lifeform
have a soul?
What else could they
possibly be.
* * * *
Your vision of hell is your
own creation.
* * * *
A reasonable amount of
self-sufficiency
Is just plain smart.
* * * *
What else to offer a world
Eroding into madness
And self-destruction?
* * * *
Find peace with your own
dream
And you will with all the
others.
* * * *
Still empty after all these
years.
* * * *
Things just sort of take
care of themselves.
* * * *
Some cry too much, some
laugh too much.
Tread cautiously between
extremes.
* * * *
Truth is a many-flavored
thing.
You never know when it will
bite you.
* * * *
It happens.
* * * *
So many versions of any
given history.
* * * *
Cockroaches, rats, crows,
seagulls,
Coyotes, and other
scavengers
Thrive in human proximity.
* * * *
Heaven on earth is a heaven
in mind.
* * * *
The trouble with love is all
the expectations.
* * * *
Every day the same play.
* * * *
The assumptions we daily
embrace
Mold the future others will
face.
* * * *
Love is a pleasant fantasy,
But do you really love
anybody?
Does anyone really love you?
And what is your definition?
* * * *
Ultimately all memory is of
short-term recollection.
* * * *
How easily water moves from
one state to another.
Ice, liquid, vapor…form to
formless,
It maters not.
* * * *
Habits carve deeply into
daily living.
Even the most trivial can
become
Nearly impossible to change.
* * * *
God is to infinite to count.
* * * *
Who cares what any
philosopher,
Mystic, prophet, or saint
thinks?
* * * *
His story,
Her story,
Its story,
My story,
Your story,
Their story,
Our story,
The story,
A story,
All stories.
* * * *
Avoid labels whenever
possible.
* * * *
You are infinity in
microcosm,
And microcosm in infinity.
* * * *
You are the indescribable
wealth,
A crown jewel of creation’s
making.
* * * *
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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