CXXXII
One
geography is not superior to another
Except
in the relativity of assumption.
* * * *
So many
scampering about,
Thinking
only of me, myself and I
* * * *
At the
depths of the inner you,
Melt
into the nothingness of union.
Allow
all sense of individuality to dissolve
Into
reality’s impersonal, timeless indivisibility.
* * * *
Let
time publish it.
* * * *
Look at
all you’ve gone through,
All the
things you’ve done and seen,
And
now, it all seems a dream
From
which only death
Can
free you.
* * * *
Rigid,
confined, limited, ignorant, undiscerning, resistant, shallow.
The
forces which impel us toward the steep cliff so quickly nearing.
* * * *
Ethnic
cleansing is nothing new,
Nor is
it confined to the human species.
We wipe
out, without hesitation, any life form
Which
does not serve us well or at all.
* * * *
Shortsightedness
is nothing new under the sun.
* * * *
How
vague it all is.
* * * *
Revolution
can be a lovely sport.
* * * *
Sometimes,
if you really don’t want to know,
It’s
best not to ask.
* * * *
Of what
use is the exactness of science
When
measurement is no long sought.
* * * *
We have
briefly altered a unique world.
It will
never again be what it was
Before
we took over.
* * * *
What
now?
* * * *
The
irony for any cancer
Is that
the host eventually dies.
* * * *
Michael’s
testament.
* * * *
There
are no problems, only opportunities for solutions.
Nothing
was ever a problem before you were born.
* * * *
You are
god’s breath.
* * * *
Capitalism
gives the masses so many pleasant distractions,
There
is neither time nor inclination to do more than complain.
* * * *
What is
radical today is elevator music tomorrow.
* * * *
Mystics
come in all shapes, sizes and colors,
All
capacities and limitations, all geographies and backgrounds.
Do not
be blinded by assumptions or conclusions of any sort.
* * * *
In the
way there are many alls.
In the
all there are many ways.
* * * *
The
ground sprouts every seed imaginable.
* * * *
We
burden the future with an unresolvable dilemma.
* * * *
A day
that’s trying to decide.
* * * *
Only
after a great deal of deliberation
Should
you ever occupy the no man’s land
Between
people who hate each other.
* * * *
All
life suffers in its own particular way.
* * * *
Just
checking to see if you were paying attention.
* * * *
How
committed you are to maintaining your identity.
* * * *
Words
are like water falling
Into
the yawning, unstained abyss
Of
eternity’s cavernous infinity.
* * * *
Sometimes
you do important things.
Sometimes
you do unimportant things.
What is
the difference, really?
* * * *
It
comes, its goes.
Why oh
why, nobody knows.
* * * *
Who
said or wrote or did it does not really matter.
That it
was done is the point and purpose.
Godness
leaves no stone unturned.
* * * *
Don’t
waste time feeling sorry for yourself.
Regrets
are only regrets.
* * * *
Therapy
is for those who can’t figure it out themselves.
And
even then how many ever really significantly change?
* * * *
Love is
not exclusive.
It is
eternally inclusive.
* * * *
Many of
those on top probably laugh
With
great disdain at the bottom-feeders
Who pay
for their expensive appetites.
* * * *
Sooner
or later there will come a time
When
you must endure a death.
It is
the way of all things.
* * * *
Let go
of it.
* * * *
You’ve
missed the point entirely.
* * * *
Will
there come a day when you wish you’d saved
Some of
those things you now throw away
With so
little thought or concern?
* * * *
Who
would have dreamed all this would have come to pass?
Who can
even begin to predict what is yet to come?
* * * *
How
interesting language is.
Concept
creates us and we them.
* * * *
Sometimes
you need to just throw it all out and start over.
* * * *
There’s
always tomorrow in the play of time.
* * * *
You
will do what you perceive you need to do to survive.
* * * *
We all
have our own way of looking at things,
But
things really being ultimately the same,
There
is no need to make a problem of it.
* * * *
If you
respect and care for yourself first,
You
will probably find others
Doing
the same more often than not.
* * * *
Those
who can only see the surface are blind.
* * * *
Time
may grow still,
But
that god-forsaken clock
Keeps
on going round and round.
* * * *
The
antichrists are simply those
Who
don’t buy into all the nonsense
Propagated
by the theater of ignorance.
* * * *
You are
the coyote’s promise.
* * * *
Were
you born yesterday
Or the
day before?
* * * *
Looking
across all time and space,
You see
neither colors, sizes nor shapes,
Nor
sounds nor ideas nor differences of any sort.
You see
only the changing mask of godness.
* * * *
If
wisdom be true, it will be seen by all who see.
That is
the science of inner vision.
* * * *
To
understand madness, discern your own.
* * * *
Humankind
is powerless to avoid
The fate
which every moment is creating.
* * * *
Truth
is a conceptual pastry
For
philosophers and religions
Who
imagine there is such a thing.
* * * *
Every
cause has its cadre of adherents.
* * * *
Truth
implies something fixed
And
that is just not possible
When
chaos is the order.
* * * *
Loyalty
is learned.
* * * *
The
greater view is a surrender,
A
release, an embrace, a breath.
* * * *
There
is the immortality of eternity
And the
immortality of vanity in time.
Guess
which one is forever.
* * * *
Youth
have probably always questioned
The
assumptions of their elders.
* * * *
Aren’t
the favorite days the ones
Where
the calendar begins
Empty
of any plans?
* * * *
If
there are politics, it isn’t science.
* * * *
Losing
your mind may not be such a bad thing.
* * * *
Saying
god is only goodness is rather questionable
If it
is indeed omni everything, everywhere, all the time.
* * * *
Who would
ever begin to envy those
Who
will be inheriting what’s left this world?
* * * *
From
one project to the next,
Endlessly,
aimlessly, time passes.
* * * *
Courage
come easiest to those
Who can
endure, even laugh at fear.
* * * *
Time
blurs according to perception.
* * * *
Small
or large, ugly or beautiful,
Painful
or pleasurable...
Relative
to what?
* * * *
Remarkably,
accidents, mistakes and happenstance
Often
open interesting and useful permutations.
* * * *
So many
silly arguments over nothing really important.
* * * *
You are
a juggler of time.
* * * *
If you
felt it calling you, you would do it.
* * * *
Private
or public, what a powerful force, sexuality.
* * * *
That
damned work ethic again.
* * * *
No use
worrying about it.
* * * *
Intelligence
has its time, but must succumb
The the
origin as does everything else.
* * * *
It
makes sense and it doesn’t make sense.
Paradox
again.
* * * *
Don’t
keep remaking a decision.
* * * *
All
decisions are based on one bias or another.
Objectivity
is an ideal to which many aspire,
But
none can really achieve without
The
indifference of death.
* * * *
Introspection
can bring great order
Or
nearly infinite torturous self-absorption.
* * * *
Positive
or negative thinking,
Are
they a choice or an inclination
Driven
by the hand of an unseen fate?
* * * *
Keep
remembering that you really know nothing
But the
assumptions born of your time and space.
* * * *
If you
can turn it on, you can turn it off.
* * * *
Don’t
bite the nipple that feeds you.
* * * *
Perception
is ruled by the maker of light and sound.
* * * *
If you
cannot be honest with yourself,
Can you
be honest with yourself?
* * * *
From
one seed, the universe awoke.
* * * *
Only
rarely can death be predicted,
So do
whatever needs or wants doing
While
there is still the stage of time.
* * * *
Who
doesn’t play hero or heroine in their head?
* * * *
If you
didn’t care, why deny it so?
* * * *
Time is
the great leveler.
* * * *
We are
all quite insane.
Some
are just more focused about it.
What is
called normal is just another way of saying
The
average level of lunacy.
* * * *
Why is
it some see so clearly and others are completely blind?
What is
it about the frontal lobe which creates such paradox?
* * * *
Educators
say they want you to learn to think,
But do
they really want more than regurgitation?
* * * *
Analogies
and parable are great.
Just
don’t get too attached to them.
* * * *
And
what about all those keys whose locks are forgotten?
* * * *
Jesus
was probably a well-intentioned Deadhead
Who
naively believed the leaders and followers of the time
Would
truly be interested in what he felt called to say.
Only to
their own ends was their lesson for him.
* * * *
Would
that we could just start the show over,
And
somehow try and come at it
A bit
more rationally.
* * * *
Save,
save, save.
What
can you truly save?
How
refreshing to give it all away.
* * * *
Who are
you fooling?
* * * *
Who are
you when you are alone?
Who are
you when you are with others?
* * * *
Concepts
form the lie.
* * * *
Walk
lightly.
* * * *
Money
and toilet paper both come from trees.
* * * *
Poison
your food and water
And you
poison your future.
* * * *
If
pride comes before a fall,
What
comes before a spring?
* * * *
Why defend a position that is impossible to prove,
And has no point even if you could.
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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
© Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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