24 August 2013

Chapter 121 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


CXXI

Let god figure out own his plan.

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The irony is when you are in the moment,
You are not.

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Never aspire to another’s limitations.
Why feel any obligation to see life
Any other way than you do?

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The good times have no sway over the bad,
Nor do the bad times any over the good.
They are both very equal in reality.

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What makes you seriously believe
You are anything but the same
As anyone or anything else?

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Passion clouds the awareness.

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How many must die for you to be appeased?

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Why concern yourself with the judgments of others?

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Take your ashram wherever you go.

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You will respond to your universe
As you perceive it responds to you.

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Death is really the least of your worries.

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There are many who are one.
Are you one of them?

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What so many consider love
Seems more like an emotional tar pit.
Perhaps the real question is not, “What is love?”
But, “Are you capable of it?”

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Allow for the relativity of all language
In your mortal comprehension
Of the greatest view.

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Do you wander life incessantly seeking
Or assume from the beginning the final conclusion
That you are that which is sought?

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Never subvert the message with the messenger.

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Gravity takes everything down.

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Believe only what you see,
And be sure to doubt that, too.

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Truth is beyond all conclusions.

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You are as guilty as anyone else
Born involuntarily into separation.

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There is no aspect that is not
The glory of the ultimate nature.

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No expectations.
No attachment to outcomes.

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Should you wander blindly, doggedly seeking?
Or maybe just assume from the beginning
That you are that which you seek
And let the fact get clearer
As you go along.

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Never disallow your strategy the element of surprise.
Consistency is the hallmark of ignorance
And all its principles.

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Detachment does not necessarily lack compassion.

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Sometimes a good spanking
Many be a compassionate act.

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Can you ever break your own law?

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This has never been a free dream but in the highest sense.
Any manifestation is bound by one set of limits or another.

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Why rely on any narrow interpretations.

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What would Christianity have evolved into
If Christ had lived to complete his teaching?

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Eternal life is not a concept.

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Death will be no different than any other moment,
But with neither breath nor consciousness.

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Be so idealistic as to have none left.

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How deftly and insistently
We do seem to enjoy cultivating
Mayhem and tragedy.

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The bottom line enslaves all.

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Why does it interest you to become
Someone else’s dream?

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How do you ease self-inflicted pain?
Mend that never rended.

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To love your ego is one thing,
To love your Self quite another.

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So many just wanting to have fun.
But at whose expense?

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Taking this world personally
Is a sure-fire way to suffering.

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If you must prove something,
Prove it to yourself first.

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Offense is most often readily taken
By those most disposed to give it.

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Earth, wind, water and fire, and the myriad creatures
Make no apologies for their many passions.
All morality and its inherent suffering
Is contrived by the vanities
Of consciousness.

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The more you define, the tighter the noose.

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Give up being responsible
For what others think of you.

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No two contexts will ever be the same.

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Somehow, it always seem to work out,
With death taking care of the remainders.

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How we always seem to define ourselves.
Those who don’t observe the status quo
Get a negative tag and those who do,
Those who play, get a glowing one.

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Challenge your denial.

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Without you as a reference point,
What could there be?

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When you were younger,
You were even more confused
Than you seem to be now.

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Once you step outside
Your first frame of reference,
No wall can ever stand firm again.

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How remarkable to conceive one’s death,
One’s birth, all that lies between, and all prior and post.
And then to realize its linear nature never real at all.
Cry until you laugh, for surely tis cosmic foolery.

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Surrender is what the definition implies.

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Whatever you think you see in a mirror is what you are.
Your projections in consciousness imply your complicity.

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You are so intolerant
Of the weakness of others,
And so blind to your own.

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It may well be
The greatest story ever told,
But it is still just a story.

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Surrounded by so much ignorance,
What’s a soul to do?

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All your hopes rest in your own hands.

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The answer is before you.

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Hope is the fantasy born of the desire for continuity.

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Don’t bait the bull and then not expect it to charge.

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In the monopoly game, who profits
From the motels and hotels
Sold to all sides?

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What exactly do you think godness would use
To create this vast theatre but the you that is it?

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What do you justify but your imagination?

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Forever begins now.

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I am here to tell you in no uncertain terms
Again and again until this mind fades into oblivion,
That we are all That I Am,  the pure, unadulterated infinity,
As divine as our eternally immortal visions will allow.

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It is your own ignorance which continually deludes
You into believing all you pretend to know.

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Destiny is a strange mix of metaphors.

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Find a fishing pole within
And teach yourself to fish.

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There they went creating one god,
And then forgot to include themselves.
What a fine mess.

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How useless to want more
Than any moment can offer.

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No way, shape or form can divide you,
But through your own ignorant volition.

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It generally does not matter what really happened
As much as what people perceived happened.

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Fitting your body into an idea can be very agonizing.

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What a flimsy, insubstantial veil consciousness is.

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What can happen to you but for your belief in it?

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Handling too many things at once,
Coupled with any resistance or doubt,
Creates fragmentation and inattentiveness.
The mind can only perform one deed at a time,
No matter how many balls it is attempting to juggle..

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Will the scientific mind, whatever the discipline,
Ever see that not even one measurement is real?

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One man’s truth is often another’s lie.
Truth resides where words have no say.

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What is the state of mind of a scientist
Who has discerned the mystic state?
Clean laboratory, light Bunsen burner.

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Life may be much easier if you shift
Any resistance into at least pretending
You are enjoying whatever you are doing.
Attitude is all anyone can really manipulate.
Sure, it’s self-deception, but what isn’t?

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It is all so connected
That one becomes weary
Of cataloging all the differences.

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Never deny those on the field the option to call an audible.

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The entire play is contingent upon attributes.

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Just another fad.

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Are you any more than any other seed born of the garden?

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Only in imagination.

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When is go, stop, or stop, go?

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Luck is what you make it.

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The breeze blows through you mind.

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All veils lead home.

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How to fearlessly embrace existence,
And in the same moment be totally
Detached from the empty offer presented.
Now that is a most arduous path for any sojourner.

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Whether you live in the middle of a city
Or upon the highest mountain,
It is the same dream.

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You have done many things,
Thought many, many more.

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So many people wandering
Around trying to convince others
To regard the dream the way they do.

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Glory, like all other delusions, is very tenacious.

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What great expectation
Doesn’t eventually befall
A sense of disappointment?

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Give me fanfare with follow-up any day.

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Always afraid of getting in trouble,
But sometimes taking the chance anyway.

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The further we get from nature,
The greater insanity will manifest.

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What an interesting thing proportion is.

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This editorial thesis is getting a bit long, don’t you think?

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Doesn’t pretending to know so much get tiring?

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How spoiled so many of us are.
Entitlement is like that.

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Turn fear into joy, if you dare.

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Humanity on this tack is not on its way
To transcending anything as a species.
Only the rare indivisible sees the truth of it.

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Just calling a spade a spade.

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Make death your best friend.

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Sex is about how enticing pleasure is
That some would risk everything for it.

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Sometimes you disappear for a brief awhile,
But you always manage come back for more.


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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
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