LXIII
Discern
and maintain peace and serenity
In your
own mind before attempting
To
brandish it upon another’s.
* * * *
Is
there anything more dangerous
Than a
hypocrite blind to his hypocrisy?
* * * *
Belief
is the result of the desire or more
And the
fear that some authority
Can
deny you access.
* * * *
Never
completely trust someone
Who has
the power to destroy.
It may
someday weave you
Into
its passionate vortex
* * * *
God’s
plan?
You
call this fine mess a plan?
* * * *
The
vastness is masked by ignorance.
* * * *
In all
most the most adamant ignorance,
Any
delusion eventually wears thin.
* * * *
One
thing leads to another one way or another.
* * * *
Only
manifestation can feel a craving to know,
To
hope, to seek, to pray, to perform so many motions
In
order to achieve the salvation of a mystery
Which
can never be lost or destroyed
But
through the illusionary mists
Of
contrived interpretations.
* * * *
If you
cannot comprehend, understand,
Know,
embrace and release every potential
Of
creation, duration and destruction,
Then
have you entirely seen
Your
ultimate reality?
* * * *
The
shogun wins the worthiest garden
By
respecting the gardener and his calling.
* * * *
Sit
still or move voraciously,
It all
passes the same,
But for
the mind’s ceaseless craving.
* * * *
Heaven
has always been on earth.
It is
only the mind’s blindness
To the
greatest reality
Which
sets hell in motion.
* * * *
The
hierarchies of the mind
Exist
only in time.
* * * *
The
origin of all language
Are the
slangs of individual creation.
* * * *
Every
particle of dust is the infinite story.
* * * *
If you
do not stop to ponder their meaning within,
The
impact of these words will end up
Being
very repetitive.
* * * *
You
will discern the one
When
the many are no longer needed
To
sustain the imagined.
* * * *
The
tranquility of the moment is cultivated within.
It
requires a mind free of outward influence
In
ground detached from appearances.
It is
the drumming whose rhythm
Aligns
with the indivisible.
* * * *
These
words are not new to the world,
Merely
unheard by the majority.
* * * *
What a
paranoid species we are
That we
so carelessly kill all creatures
Who
even remotely threaten our existence
Or are
useless to its continuation.
* * * *
But for
your own patterned ruling,
You
have no obligation to do anything
As it
has been done before.
* * * *
All is
one, all is truth, all is way.
It is
the versions which create dogma.
* * * *
The
outer state is a reflection of the inner one.
* * * *
As the
mind-body moves, so does the universal one.
* * * *
Where
does the balloon go after the pop?
* * * *
It’s a
god eat god world.
* * * *
Are
guilt, fear, rage and any other passion
Things
you are convinced or forced to feel?
* * * *
Once
you accept any politically correct mode of thinking,
You are
accepting an array of assumptions founded upon illusion.
* * * *
How
often do you wake up wondering
What
stupidities you will to endure this day?
* * * *
Why
should you be expected to take care of someone
Who
lacks the self-respect to take care of themselves?
* * * *
Abiding
grace comes with complete surrender.
* * * *
Why let
anyone or anything
Ruin
even a moment?
* * * *
Light
manifests all forms,
All
states of time and space,
All
aberrations of consciousness.
There is
no end to what it will create,
No
innovation which it will not consume.
You are
witness to its immeasurable vision,
Alone
in a vast universe unveiled by the divinity
Of the
solitary will dancing at the core of every light.
* * * *
Why
should you feel even remotely responsible
For the
inevitable downfall of blind ignorance?
* * * *
When
you were dreamtime’s beginning,
You
partook fully childhood’s reverie.
When
you outgrew those pursuits,
You
took on an adult’s dream.
What
then happens when
You put
aside entirely
Time’s
mirage?
* * * *
We have
pummeled this world and its many life forms.
How
long will we drive everything into the ropes
Before
the ring breaks down completely?
* * * *
In
spite of the seeming endlessness
Of the
manifest sensory experiencing,
The
essence of all is one vast similarity.
* * * *
Constant
second-guessing is self-defeating
Especially
when it is over egoistic concerns.
* * * *
Fathom
the mystery as it is devised to be fathomed.
* * * *
All the
measuring only creates more fragmentation.
* * * *
The
philosopher discerns the non-existence of existence
Yet
attains a relative mastery of its many illusions.
* * * *
What do
you want?
Again
and again the question,
What do
you want?
* * * *
Integration
is that point of oblivion
In
which you no longer exist in separation.
You
cannot know truth for that implies separation.
You can
only surrender to the beingness,
Meld
into the intuitive oneness
At the
core of eternity’s
Manifest
unfolding.
* * * *
History
is no longer written
Solely
by the victorious.
Its
lessons are seen
In a
relative light.
* * * *
Whichever
way you turn,
However
far you travel,
Whatever
speed you move,
Eternal
life unfolds instantaneously.
* * * *
Education’s
unwritten goal
Is to
create a docile working force
Who
will voluntarily sustain a community
Which
has little concern for the individual welfare.
* * * *
You are
doing what it is your fate to do.
* * * *
Everything
we have done to control nature
Only
magnifies the boomerang’s comeback.
* * * *
It is
complete surrender
To the
struggle of existence
Which
makes it effortless.
* * * *
How
challenging for the known
Not to
be destroyed by the wave
Of
their own crushing mythologies.
* * * *
How can
you hold consciousness against itself?
* * * *
Humanity
is quickly becoming a waste of existence.
* * * *
Here
you are.
Make
the best of it.
* * * *
What
gives you any reason
To
believe humanity as a whole
Will
change the tack it has maintained
Since
the beginning of its theatric inception?
* * * *
The
true Immortal you is not bound
By the
vain infidelities of mortality.
* * * *
Justice
is a function of might’s ethos.
* * * *
Why are
we so loath to admit to ourselves
That we
must be godness manifest?
That
there really is only one perspective.
* * * *
The
currents of creation,
Of
history and its unfolding future,
Is a
grand immaculate, dynamic dreaming
Playing
out in an immeasurable garden of mystery
Witnessed
in countless ways by every conceivable life form
In
every now the mirage of space and time will allow.
* * * *
Evolution
and creation are synonymous.
* * * *
Wisdom
is just well-worn pathlessness.
* * * *
You are
that which needs never sleep,
Needs
never dream, needs never awaken,
Yet
sleeps, dreams and awakens anew
Throughout
eternity in every guise.
* * * *
Does
any have any choice
But to
play the role dealt?
* * * *
Without
ignorance and delusion,
Wisdom
and insight would not spawn.
* * * *
There
is only one eternal life,
No
matter how many are played.
* * * *
Birth
and death are ultimately
Very
much the same reality.
* * * *
Watching
the many activists
Is like
watching a cancer trying
To
change its fundamental nature.
How
arduous for them to comprehend
How
powerful inaction can be.
* * * *
It is
the politicians, priests and money-changers
Who are
truly naive and foolish, truly imprisoned,
By the incessant
worship of the false gods of vanity.
* * * *
The
underlying assumption of so many
Is that
humanity should continue as it is.
Why?
* * * *
Karma
is only as real as you make it.
* * * *
Sometimes
a very painful belly flop
Is a
needed point in the learning curve.
* * * *
How
much suffering and angst
Is
simply oxygen deprivation?
* * * *
Stay
ahead of history.
* * * *
If they
will not wake up,
Let
them eat their bullets.
* * * *
There
is a language for every set.
* * * *
Justice
is the outcome of might’s choices.
* * * *
Don’t
let knowledge overwhelm insight.
* * * *
These
many thoughts are not comforting for most.
In
their denial the undiscerning become more adamant,
More
unwilling to fathom that all conclusions, all assumptions
Have
foothold only in the impersonal quicksand of eternity’s abyss.
* * * *
Death
resolves all dilemmas.
* * * *
Peace
is not something forced.
It is
the surrender to the true nature
Prior
to all variations of persona.
* * * *
We have
journeyed a long way from Kansas.
Look’s
like we’re going to eat all the cake.
* * * *
Life
has written these thoughts.
It will
teach you everything
You are
ready to know.
* * * *
Bend
the world to your will?
Hah!
* * * *
You
will take many breaths today,
All one
at a time.
* * * *
Thought
is a flash of energy
Patterned
into consciousness.
* * * *
The
real purpose of life is beyond living.
Who’s
home?
* * * *
There
are many openings in the game of life,
But by
the end the choices are very narrow.
* * * *
The
depth and breadth of infinity are within.
* * * *
Thought
breeds quickly in time.
* * * *
Are you
your thoughts,
Or the
beingness
From
which they arise?
* * * *
The
building blocks of existence
Can be
conceptualized in countless ways,
Yet the
patterns are ever woven of the same essence.
* * * *
What
satisfaction there is in doing something well.
The art
of living is its own craftsmanship.
* * * *
How
many mistakes you have probably made
And
never known.
* * * *
Mind is
the seeker, knower, creator
And
creation of all patterns.
* * * *
There
can be big money in being insane in this world.
* * * *
It is
really all happening for the first time.
* * * *
To
thine own enemy, be true.
* * * *
An
infant is without pattern.
The
winds of life sculpt pattern.
Knowledge
is the grouping of pattern.
Understanding
is the grasping of pattern.
Wisdom
is the command of pattern.
Liberation
is prior to pattern.
The
return to essence.
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The
Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
©
Michael J. Holshouser 2009
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