26 August 2013

Chapter 90 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


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What is a plan to one man is a conspiracy to another.

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We each offer the drama whatever we offer.
What the world does with any of it is fate.

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How often loyalty gets you squat.

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Never trust any historian the whole truth.

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Just different witnesses to the same fact.

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Relish your part as much as possible.

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A baebe in the hand is worth two wandering by.

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Try spending just one day in the stillness of timeless awareness
Without even one brief thought of sex or food or money or things,
It just ain’t likely going to happen in these corporeal play stations.

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God: liar, cheat, thief,
And daily plotter of mayhem and murder,
Plays with a marked deck.

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Whether it be earth, wind, water or fire,
How ironic that we buy and sell
Anything and everything.

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A little discipline goes a long way.

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Are you sure you want the truth?

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In about thirty-six thousand five hundred cycles of the sun,
Every human being now on this planet will be dead.
Does it really matter when or how they die?

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We are a drastic example
Of shitting in our own backyard.

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Just one big game of roshambo.

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If someone cannot comprehend your world,
Rest assured they will not imagine it.
Your anonymity is absolute.

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How earth-shaking is anything, really?

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Die well.

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Alcoholic binges and hang-gliding
Are great fun as long as you do not correlate them
With hangovers and broken bones.

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Would you love her if her legs
Were ravaged by cellulite?

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We know so much we don’t even know what to do with it.

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Each of us creates our own demons.

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Don’t wait to retire.

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Who’s telling the truth?

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Image is all if that’s all you see.

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The only way you ever are going to be free
Is complete, unutterable, detached surrender
Of all imagination to that essence you truly are.

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Hard to want to do if you still believe imagination’s reality.

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Some destinies are written in the face.

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Attached to outcomes,
You limit your perspective.

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What a vain god.

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You need not follow any herd.

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The personal nature is a contrived use of energy.

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Can we invoke free will to change our paradigm?

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Here is a prescription, but will you take the medicine?

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Your personal nature is the illusion.

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You can’t please insanity.

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Remember who you really are.

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This compendium is an unraveling.

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You are not truly different from any other.
Imagine every lot to see what is true
And what is not true, what is real and not real.

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Only the children know.

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Practice indifference.

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History is really quite short-lived.

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In every beautiful flower there is a hag.

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Does nirvana have a coffee shop?

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What promise can smoke keep?

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Oh well, sucked into illusion once again.

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With which eye will you see your death?

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Words and numbers do not for truth make>

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if you’re already godness
Why on earth would you need
Any vain little religion?

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Why would home ever be
Anywhere else but here and now?

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Just another Santa Claus god story.
Third-rate drivel sponsored by ignorance.

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The devil makes for more interesting conversation.
Truth is the pablum of god.

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Judgment is really an internal matter
A sticks and stones, words can never hurt you
Life is just a dream, sort of realization.

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Don’t ask if you don’t want an answer.

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Some folks experience one or a handful of mystical visions
And for some reason believe they’ve got a handle on truth.
The vanity of the human drama is unceasingly fascinating.

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Who doesn’t wonder what others will say at their funeral?
Assuming they find a body, of course.

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Mother Nature does not distinguish
Between all your goods and evils.
All are pawns in the mortal game.

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Glide through time as a dolphin does water.
Dance merrily, playfully, happily unresisting.
Cling to nothing, for what is there to which
You have ever been able to truly cling?

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Puzzle pieces fall into place soon enough.

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Time wears all back into the ground.

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Go beyond buddhas, christs and other idols,
And no, it will not be some absurd dogma.
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Watch the money to see what makes
One drug more legal than another.

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Is there any Rome
Which truly serves the masses
It pretends to lead?

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Politicians are the whores of vested interests.

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Political correctness wears thin.

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Reality holds together quite well with or without you.

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Watch the little piles of gold
Become greater and greater
Till one day they all fall down.

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However you do the math,
Many things are very quickly changing
For this world’s future.

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God is all the players, the playing field, and everything between.

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Necessity is the greatest teacher.

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To play every possible part,
Godness must manifest every possibility.
Whether ignorant or brilliant, mundane or dazzling,
It is all very much of the same ground
From which all seeds blossom.

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Mindless repetition sustains its ignorance.

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And yet so few seem content.

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We make lemmings seem amateurish.

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Momentary glimpses of an illusive reality
Do not reality make.

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Repression breeds revolution and anarchy.

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Funny how those most adamant about halting tyranny
So often become tyrannical.

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A little power tempts us all.

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If you are content with your own life,
There is no need to please another.

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Why write all this?
Damned if I know.

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Dance while you can.
The piper is piping and the wall nearing.

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Irony after irony, paradox after paradox.
Yet what other road can duality muster?

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Think on it.

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Being detached only from what you dislike
Doesn’t tend to work too well.

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The meaning may not be immediately clear.
Just be patient and let it steep for as long as it needs to.
There’s really nothing to be concerned about.

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Roam the light as you will.

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There is a peace which transcends all vain ideals,
A peace as vast as eternity and its inescapable moment.

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How much time do you spend measuring your daily reverie?

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There you go speaking too quickly again.

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Time will take its toll.

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Fads end.

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Being a human being might be better viewed
As a means than an end.

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Life is such a menagerie.

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What was it like before fear
Hadn’t even occurred to you?

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Waking up from the numbing of education,
Can take the better part of a lifetime.

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Wisdom is the essence of the play
Of loneliness and aloneness.

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How challenging to surrender to the heart.

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What one puts up with
Is the source of its own wonder.

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At forty-three, how much more can there be?

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A no holds barred life
Is a challenge for anyone.

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Note every point of articulation.
There is intention in every point made.

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Listen closely to this voice, for it is one with your own.

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How useless all these words are.
What influence does any mystic have
That mammon cannot twist to its own ends.

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Though humanity may falter on the abyss,
It will still look with the same voraciousness
For the glint of gold in the pan of avarice.

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For every rise there is a fall.
Duality is founded upon statistical surety.

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Who hears any one,
But those who seek it for themselves?

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You will write these thoughts unto your mortal end,
For that is the nature of your choiceless fate.

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Humanity overrates its importance.

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Time will only remember anyone so long.

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Life is the meaning.
Isn’t that enough?

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The trouble with focusing too much on memories
Is that life loses its many opportunities to be fresh.

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Who’s the target audience?
Probably a bunch of twisted people
You wouldn’t really want to know too well.

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Would you for a few moments of gratification
Diminish, ruin or end another’s life?

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Watch your arrogance.
It is the great temptation
And plays every delusion.

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Do you live for your fear of death?

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Fate is as fate does.

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A beautiful woman is a promise
That time inevitably changes into a lie.

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Find what contentment you can
In whatever the hand dealt.

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Immortality is a given.
Mortality is really only the briefest
Opportunity to glimpse your ultimate nature.
Don’t hang onto something that only be experienced.


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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
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