CX
Take
responsibility for your behavior.
* * * *
If you
argue over any religion,
You’ve
missed the whole point.
* * * *
Three
is usually a crowd.
* * * *
The
entire human drama
Is a
synergistic collusion
Of
capacity and limitation.
* * * *
Suicide
is really just saying to consciousness,
“I
don’t think so.”
* * * *
Where
will all that pride go
When
there’s no body
To
contain it?
* * * *
The
relativity of war and peace.
* * * *
Don’t
be holding your breath
That
anything’s gonna change
Into
some nirvanic paradigm
Anytime
soon or even ever.
* * * *
Don’t
expect that life will ever be
Any
more than what it can be.
* * * *
Just
because it hasn’t happened
Doesn’t
mean it won’t.
* * * *
Some
are more adaptable to change than others.
* * * *
What you
have chosen to do
Is what
you are already doing.
Is this
really what you wanted?
* * * *
Is
there an answer to a pattern,
Or
merely a predictable outcome?
* * * *
What
does everything have in common?
* * * *
Keep
coming back to the origin.
It is
the mother of endurance.
* * * *
It was
your fate to explore the world
In
every way imagination wandered.
* * * *
The
stillness lights the compass
To the
unfathomable journey home.
* * * *
Have
and have-nots,
Predators
and prey,
Herders
and herded.
* * * *
To
abandon ship is to face
The
peril of a merciless sea.
* * * *
A child
solves a puzzle easily
Because
s/he is not yet bound
By the
constraints of experience.
The
mind is as fresh as the problem.
* * * *
Civilization
is not always civilized.
* * * *
Immortality
playing out mortality
Can be
very plainly at the time.
* * * *
Don’t
get fooled again.
* * * *
Explore
the fear of not-being.
* * * *
If at
all possible, bypass assholes.
* * * *
Stand
above the crowd.
* * * *
The
biggest delusion is that you are god.
The
biggest delusion is that you are not god.
* * * *
You’re
just getting too lazy for your own good.
* * * *
Paths
beyond number.
Same
number.
* * * *
The
world is a comic tragedy for all,
A drama
of imaginary proportion.
* * * *
How
lonely when you’re not alone.
* * * *
Your
suffering doesn’t bother me
Near as
much as my own.
* * * *
All
that dancing alone in each other’s presence.
* * * *
Formidable.
* * * *
How
much bother we put
Into
trying to save that
Which
cannot be saved.
* * * *
The
quarterback calls the play
Unless
the coach sends one in.
* * * *
We must
all succumb
To
gravity’s insistence.
* * * *
Slowly,
very slowly, we all
Melt
back into Kansas.
* * * *
All
creatures come and go.
Some
die fast, some die slow.
Any way
will do when its time to go.
* * * *
You
cannot know That I Am,
You can
only be it.
* * * *
You
will be well on the way
When
the world’s countless ills
No
longer consume your attention.
* * * *
Interesting
how dates and days of the week
And all
the events designated in time
Shape
one’s brief existence.
* * * *
How far
will humanity’s
Manipulations
of stardust go?
All is
conjecture at this time’s writing,
But
history’s future will no doubt remember
Until
comes the reckoning of all time’s forgetting.
* * * *
All I
can say it that it made sense at the time.
* * * *
One of
the worst fates is to be cast into a life
Which
memory cannot or will not forget.
* * * *
These
thoughts are reflections,
Not
necessarily truth,
Though
some may hint of it.
* * * *
This a
field guide to the play of consciousness,
Anthropological
notes of sorts,
To tide
you over
Until
something better comes along.
* * * *
Oooga
Booga.
* * * *
A good
friend slips someone a plastic bag and a rubber band,
If
things should go sour, and something quicker isn’t at hand.
* * * *
Can you
live a spiritual existence,
A
day-to-day awareness of the oneness,
Without
imposing your egotism upon another?
* * * *
Is food
a means or and end?
* * * *
Group
dynamic is a multi-faceted synergy.
How
many variables in any social equation.
* * * *
Why do
we give so much power to nerds and jocks?
* * * *
Children
are too busy living
To
bother about philosophy.
* * * *
We’re
all on a Titanic of our own making,
Adrift
in a vast ocean of ignorance.
And the
lifeboats are leaking.
* * * *
Is
money the root of all evil,
Or is
it the mind which cannot moderate
The
weight of its imaginary value?
* * * *
Who
would seek that fate?
* * * *
Why is
it so many oppressed people
So
often end up suppressing others
As soon
as they get a little position?
* * * *
Every
concept expands your frame of reference,
But in
the end what good will all that filler be?
* * * *
All
this information
And who
can even begin
To keep
up with more
Than a
pinch of it?
Ignorance
overwhelms
Even
the greatest intelligence.
* * * *
Drama’s
drama no matter the drama.
* * * *
Message
machines
Are the
best answer
To
unsolicited callers.
Screen
‘em, Dano.
* * * *
What in
god’s name besides sex
Does a
younger woman
Have in
common
With an
older man,
Or an
older woman
With a
younger man?
* * * *
Once
you see past the nature of concepts,
What is
there to fear or want?
* * * *
What a
game of imagery
Job
interviews are.
* * * *
How
many ways and means,
Both
subtle and blatant, to idolatry.
Perhaps
everything is idolatrous.
* * * *
Life is
much more of a bother than death will ever be.
* * * *
Your
immortality is the primal essence.
Mortality
is the delusion of form.
Oneness
is the only reality.
All is
the delusion of light and dark.
Be
serene in the still point of awareness,
In the
knowing that birth and death
Are the
play of consciousness.
Nothing
more, nothing less.
* * * *
These
thoughts are for those
Who
survive the wall.
* * * *
The
secret of life is attitude.
* * * *
If you
weren’t so accustomed to encountering them,
If you
weren’t of such similar genetic material,
A
public assembly of your fellow primates
Might
well scare the hell out of you.
We are
aliens, too, you know.
What’s
the difference
Between
you
And a
microbe?
Check
the mirror, baby.
* * * *
The
truth perceived is not the truth.
* * * *
Humanity
has a lot more in common
With
cockroaches than most
Would
probably care to believe.
* * * *
Much
easier
To
recall the truth
Than a
web of deceptions.
* * * *
How the
data is read by the senses
Creates
the paradigm of illusion.
* * * *
The
physics will hold up
Wherever
the vehicle can travel.
* * * *
Very
difficult for a tree
To part
from its roots.
* * * *
A
disciplined people inevitably decline
As
decadence feeds off the excesses.
* * * *
Why go
where you are unwelcome?
Why not
travel where laughter greets you?
Why not
lend smiles to those needing them most?
* * * *
You
never know how ignorance will challenge you.
* * * *
Any
good book
Can
stand several readings
To
fully fathom the author’s intentions.
* * * *
How is
it we imagine any concept,
Any
artificial intelligence
Can
ever gain a life of its own?
* * * *
Dead
horses don’t wake to beatings.
* * * *
The
powerful, rich and famous
Are
often not as fascinating
As they’d
have us believe.
* * * *
We are
all hypnotized by our own desire
To
believe there must be more than we can see
With
the mind and senses of which all dreams are made.
* * * *
Avoid
giving anything out of obligation.
Give
simply because you want to.
* * * *
Your
fate is written in time.
You
will laugh, you will suffer.
You
will be injured, you will be sick.
You
will know great pleasures.
You
will age, you will die.
But in
all that it is,
Will
you have truly lived?
* * * *
The
best labor force is a voluntary one.
Allow
them trinkets and toys, and let them
Delude
themselves that they are free.
* * * *
There’s
no place else you’ve got to be.
* * * *
Breathe
in the moment.
* * * *
Revel
in the mud of time.
* * * *
There
is nothing you cannot be,
There is
nothing you cannot play out,
In the
wander of your day-to-day imagination.
* * * *
It’s
really about those
Who
hate the world
And
those who love it.
* * * *
The
worst is that feeling there’s
Some
other place you oughta be.
* * * *
How can
you be nothing
Until
you tire of being something?
* * * *
Wear
your gray well.
* * * *
So many
ways to look at it all.
* * * *
This
blob of protoplasm has no name.
* * * *
Image
nation.
* * * *
There
is no man-made law
Which
cannot be stretched or broken.
Only the
natural laws born of quantum mechanics
Are absolute
and inexplicably unalterable.
* * * *
Are you
talking to yourself,
Another
individual, a group,
The
world, maya, or god?
* * * *
Those
who know find their kind
Through
a sharing of mind.
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The
Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
©
Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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