CLI
We are all bound by our
form, our time,
And our subjective
perception of their weaving.
Like any seed ever
woven, we are birthed of mystery,
And play it out to the
varied ends of all seeds.
From dust to dust, dust
all the while.
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Must be tough watching
that pretty face sag.
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Spoiled rotten.
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Heart smart.
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It’s all optional.
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From the street, a
discourse on reality.
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No hierarchy of thought
can contain it.
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Pursue excellence in
everything you do.
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It’s all propaganda.
* * * *
The revolution is a
paradigm shift
Prior to any point of
reckoning.
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Call it prior, during
or after,
It is all the same.
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It is not for the tame
to discover.
* * * *
Cut to the chase.
* * * *
You’re going to have to
let go of it sooner or later.
May as well get used to
it now.
* * * *
Revenge exacts a heady
price.
* * * *
Conquest and pillage
Are just larger degrees
of theft and murder
Often cloaked in
nationalism.
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I give you nothing,
And your challenge is
that it be enough.
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Nothing will just have
to do.
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Mediocre minds recreate
a mediocre world.
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Arete.
* * * *
When were you ever not
in the agape of it all?
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Love is just a sound
Like all the other sounds.
None can grasp it but
through
Complete, unutterable
surrender.
* * * *
Not easy to do in the
day-to-day.
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Seek out those who do
not pose.
The real folk born of
the cosmic tribe.
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The much-heralded life
of poverty
Is simply not wanting all
that much
From a world which
offers so much.
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Heaven is an
inexpensive promise
And hell a convenient
threat.
No collateral required.
Words are nice that
way.
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Wipe away all
arguments.
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The peace of kings.
* * * *
What words will.
* * * *
Translations can never
match the original language.
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Turn it into bliss.
* * * *
What better fate would
you imagine?
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Always a quip ready.
* * * *
Do you feel the dread?
* * * *
Self-righteousness
suits you.
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So damned predictable.
* * * *
At the whim of the
universe this life lived.
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A world run by
politicians, lawyers, accountants, doctors
Engineers, scientists,
bean-counting bureaucrats, and priests
Is not a world destined
to do well for long.
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Wandering through old
haunts, unseen,
A ghost of a previous
time,
You see it anew with
the eyes of age.
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How lazy and soft
wealth makes so many.
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Normal relative to
what.
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Know who, what, where,
when,
But not why.
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We told them to
question authority,
And they do.
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Same old game, just
another day.
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I am,
Therefore I putter.
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You swallowed it hook,
line, sinker and pole, baby.
* * * *
The big bang was
probably just the first hit
In a eternal contest of
billiards
Or the dice set rolling
In a cosmic game of
craps.
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They just think you’re
insane.
You know we all are.
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Every mythos imprints
the rules of its game
Upon the gullibility of
innocence.
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How we play upon each
others’ vanity.
* * * *
Every technology plays
boon and bane
Based on its creative
and destructive aspects.
Discerning the true
impact of any
Requires wisdom
We have not begun to
fathom.
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Happiness is a quality
of nowness,
Not the result of
outward projection.
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All attributes
Are temporary patterns,
Habits born of time.
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The memories of body
and mind,
The continuity they
fabricate
Carry on the suffering.
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Birthless living knows
no other.
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Will is necessary,
But to what end
Is the question.
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The leap of faith has
no other side.
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Is what humanity
manifests now
Much different than it
has ever been?
Greed, violence,
prejudice and ignorance
Have changed in
appearance only.
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Enjoy your breath, your
presence,
As much or more than
you do your thoughts.
* * * *
Take responsibility for
you part of the unfolding.
That light will
contribute in ways you may never know.
* * * *
Consciousness labeled
Is consciousness
divisively muddled.
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Life will be the death
of you yet.
* * * *
Sovereignty requires
neither approval or disapproval.
* * * *
Life is the practice.
* * * *
What’s cocky today is
worm’s meet tomorrow.
* * * *
Question sanity.
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In the field of
reality,
You are.
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It’s moth instinct
That keeps us
fluttering
Through the lights of
the night.
* * * *
Amazing what stupidity
can arise
From a little
intelligence.
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What an interesting
experience death will be.
Who really knows what
is ahead.
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The usual delusions.
* * * *
How can you be
responsible for things
Over which you have no
control.
* * * *
The universe spins
round and round
Masking one into the
countless others,
Evaporating as do drops
into clouds,
Raining down into
another round.
* * * *
You don’t need to have
A big fancy castle or
mansion.
A cave will do.
* * * *
Mask the aloneness
however you will.
Tis ever there, tis
ever there.
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A question for which
there is no answer.
* * * *
How tiring to be
measured
Through every round of
life.
Do cattle have it any
worse?
* * * *
It’s the caring, the
attachment
Which creates the
suffering.
* * * *
Out in the forest,
nature rules.
In the city, mankind’s
mind rules.
Without rules we would
not function,
Yet beneath all the
asphalt and cement,
Nature is still and will
ever be all.
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You were expecting
flowers?
* * * *
Look in the mirror
And you will see
Gravity gets final say.
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How long would any
automobile run
If sugar, alcohol,
caffeine, drugs and other
Were mixed with the gas
and oil?
If we treated our
bodies
As well as w do our
vehicles,
How much different
things might be.
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So tiring trying
To appease people
Who wouldn’t be
satisfied
If you donated every
drop of blood
In your lifeless
corpse.
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The god most people
proselytize
Is as vain and petty as
they.
* * * *
In the sea of
relativity,
Conditioning is the
security blanket
To which we cling.
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Collusion is the
outcome of any meeting of two or more people.
Whether love or war,
positive or negative, agreement or disagreement
It is still a
collusion.
* * * *
Life is a set of
phases.
Some have few, others
many.
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You can’t do it all,
Nor is there any reason
to try.
* * * *
What common ground can
there be in opinion?
* * * *
Step back occasionally
To get a clear reading
Of any given situation.
* * * *
A limited god is a
limited you.
* * * *
It’s not that you’re
fearless;
You just don’t fear
What they do.
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You are the
relationship.
* * * *
Does giving over all
your fear, guilt and anger to Jesus
Just put off taking
responsibility for your own mind?
* * * *
Karmic lessons can be
hard-earned.
* * * *
Hopefully, you have a
little more to offer the world
Than a pretty face or
rippled set of muscles.
* * * *
Discrimination is an
important part of any education.
* * * *
Well, you’ve earned
your 15 minutes.
Now no one will forget
you till tomorrow.
* * * *
Pretty hard not to fail
anyone
Who has expectations of
you.
* * * *
Modern medicine will
probably
Always be derided by
the future.
* * * *
Imagination is the
source of all pleasure and pain.
* * * *
There is peril in not
attending to the body.
To be lost in the time
of the mind is to miss the now
In which the physical
nature abides.
* * * *
Are these thought
uncommon to many?
* * * *
We said to the young,
“Question authority,”
And now they do.
* * * *
At the same time, any
given moment
Is as infinitely small
as it is infinitely large.
* * * *
What madness.
* * * *
Judge not and blame
will end.
* * * *
You can never know when
someone
Will grow weary of their
world
And begin slowly
drifting
Toward the farthest
shore.
* * * *
How arbitrary all
language is.
* * * *
Education is an
interesting game,
Much of which has
little relationship
With what one will need
in the real world.
* * * *
If humanity were living
In accordance with
natural law,
Much would be
drop-kicked into oblivion.
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The
Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
©
Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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