28 August 2013

Chapter 33 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


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Thought is like waves crashing upon a reef.
Without it how could you ever discern
The vast ocean beyond the roar?

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If it is liberation you seek,
See even heaven and want it not.

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How vain all chases.

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Worship of it is so often filled
With vain self-deceptive suffering.

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Dwell where neither man nor woman can go.

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You may attempt to domesticate nature and yourself,
But you cannot tame that from which it is all created.

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The things you think are important
Are born of the illusion that there is choice.

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In reality neither god nor man exist.

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To be concerned about history is the trap of time.

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Your pain comes from the many restrictions
Your false limited identity imposes upon itself.

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Big bang, big crunch,
What difference could there possibly be?

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Can you remove your face before death does?

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Do you really believe god is as vain, jealous and petty,
As inanely, passionately attached as you are?

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You are a divine angle targeting the nth degree.

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Dark times open you to the light ones.

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It is religious non-religiousness.

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How many are really satisfied
With platitudes, cliches and soundbytes?

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That emptiness you feel within,
Which you avoid in every conceivable manner
Is the godness residing within.

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There is much to learn,
And just the tiniest bit more to unlearn.

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All frames, all boundaries,
Are created by the limits of your thinking.

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You are the fly on the wall,
Witnessing all from great to small.

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All vain attempts to attach,
To cling to anything,
To call anything your own,
To pretend your egocentric temporal life
Has any lasting meaning whatsoever,
Is unreconcilable, deceptive fantasy.

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How difficult it is to release, to shed,
That identity which you are not,
Never were, will never be.

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Words such as these
Upset many not prepared
To comprehend their ultimate fate.

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When you say "I do this or I am that",
Who exactly is this "I", this center,
You so firmly believe so real?

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We all play a part spun in the genetic lottery.

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Why even bother with the pharisees and anti-christs?
They are bound to an earthly hell of their own making.

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In time you have the opportunity
To realize your timeless birthright.

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Your discontent, your ceaseless desire to be more,
To get a greater, more vain part in this eternal light show
Is utterly pointless from the most expansive view.

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Even the angels in heaven,
Bound in limitations of their own,
Are really no better off than you.

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Spiritual niceness creates such banal diplomatic reviews.

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The rigid self-righteous dogmas of the few
Inflict themselves upon the many.

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Who among you would create the world as it has become?
Who would wish such a hell upon any child yet to be born?

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All the followers create such foolish vain havoc.

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How you differentiate yourself from others
Delineates your self-perpetuated limitations.

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There is a subtlety in every moment
Only those with subtle minds can discern.

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Your insecurity only perpetuates
Its unnecessary manifestation.

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Understand that no true prophet
Requires anything this world can offer.

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If you think god is pleased with wholesale mayhem,
What sort of god have you created?

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Knead the gray matter of consciousness
Until it leavens into its true potential.

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Settle for hell and that is what you will get.

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Observe closely
Until you can discern another's soul
Within your own.

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To take pride in your pretenses of identity
Is a vain collusion only a human caught in time
Finds it important enough to brag about.

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To accept followers runs the risk
Of being bound into their limitations.

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You and the holy ghost are one without second.

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You are as smoky as any plume of smoke.

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Marriage into eternal nature
Is a blessed union of spirit.

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Sovereignty is a game
For all to learn to play.

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The trap of all mythos, past, present and future,
Is one it takes great courage and insight to transcend.

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At birth, you were, without any images of time.
Returning to that simple untainted awareness
Is, for any who seek it, a journey made alone.

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Do you really want to be free?
If not, your talk of spiritual questing
Is merely a delusional self-absorbed game.

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How long will you keep up this vain dance?

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The inner eye which opens to reality
Is something naught but one will ever see.

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Religions and priesthoods only come about
Because this is not something which can be taught,
And they are convenient distractions for carnival-seekers.

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Stand sovereign, aloof from the myriad trappings
Of this manifest temporal worldly existence.

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Who alone can change humanity's nature?
Everyone must shift in consciousness together.
Where are those hundred monkeys?

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What sheltered lives most manifest.
Few can embrace consciousness in its entirety.

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The parameters of any given cultural group, of any mythos,
Is based on instinctual patterns incorporated into the weaving
Long before consciousness existed as humanity now manifests it.

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Superstitions are fear-ridden reactions
To that which can never be understood.

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Until your identification broadens
Well beyond the self-absorbed persona,
Your limitations will shadow you
In every conceivable manner.

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To remember you must first forget.
To forget you must first remember.

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That you fear god shows the limitations of your vision.

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Despite all attempts at structure,
It is a spontaneous chaotic show.

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All manifestation is subject to one patterning or another.
To condemn any for playing out a perceived part
Is to miss the divine teaching it offers.

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If you play the karma game,
Intending to put off reunion
Until some distant lifetime,
Why even play the game?

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Whatever religion you may outwardly explore
Is distraction from the real surrender within.

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Those who argue a limited view are conditioned propagandists
Whose mimicking inquiries into truth stagnate in the mire of concepts.

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To cling to the wheel of suffering
Is the choice born of lack of resolve.

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Your need to judge shows how little you understand.

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Within you is the omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresence of godness.

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It is impractical and useless to grieve and suffer
That humanity does not match the potential
Of your vision of what it could be.
That you have the vision
Is a beginning.

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How we do love to wade in our suffering.

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Who owns you?

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Sometimes you must embrace great confusion
Before you can gain the clarity to release.

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How many followers use teachers and teachings
For their own vain ends?

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How quickly traditions form.
How quickly their continuity inflicts itself
Upon the innocent and unborn.

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The you referred to is not the ego you
But the real you prior to all exteriors.

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There is no shortage of individuals or collectives
Who will offer you whatever show you crave.

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How many stories anyone
At any point in manifest time and space
Could weave in this infinite unfolding consciousness.
None are superior to any other in any way.

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Your attachments to any mythos ever concocted
Is unnecessary and binds your quest for the ultimate.

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Sojourn to the edge of the universe
And beyond that still.

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Your imagination can be a lifelong prison
Or the means to the unlimited potential.

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When you earnestly seek freedom
You will own what these words imply.

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Is there any mythos, religious or otherwise,
Which does not lay claim to being the torch holder?

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The true master knows s/he is not.

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You are that which all scriptures
Can only attempt to describe.
Puzzle it out, best you can.

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Let your imagination expand
Until its movement ceases.

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Your ego, your attachment to limiting identity,
Blinds you to your birthright.

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Journey confidently past any doubt
That your insight is less true
Than any given mythos.
There is no gamble involved
As so many would have you believe.
The only requirement is an innocent courage.

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How attractive will you be
When the flesh melts off your bones?

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Humanity's spectrum of male and female
Is within each and all in varying compositions.
Discern that it is only genetic and cultural patterning
That divides the sexes, not inherent inequalities.

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Holding back, resisting reality
Only prolongs the suffering.

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The death you fear is really
Nothing more than a concept
Born of time in the human mind.

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How unnecessarily foolish we are
Not to wake up to the largest view.

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Until you are truly earnest,
You will be locked in the duality
Woven of space and time.

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All this is a game you play with your Self.

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Practiced in every human culture,
The game of one-upsmanship
Is the ego-bound play of those
Whose comprehension is limited
By vain, discriminating conclusions.

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What a fine mess we have gotten ourselves into, Ollie.

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Wandering the ethereal no man’s land.

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Your entire universe,
Wherever your senses wander
In any given moment,
Is your church.

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A peaceful mind, a peaceful heart
What a gift within … and without.

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Hard to be civilized in the body of an animal.

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Of the mystery of birth and death,
One day you are here, one day you are not,
And something called life between.

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Eternity is a long time of timelessness.

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Wisdom is wisdom.
It does not matter the geography or the time.


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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
© Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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