Chapter 99 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


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The only thing that could stop this insanity
Is a major set of reality therapy catastrophes.

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A general who understands his opponent
May well win the war before it even starts.

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The ocean is the surface and all its depths.

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How much of your existence is spent
Watching over your hoard?
Greedy dragons all.

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Between here and there
Are an infinity of nows.

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Do you really believe
They really care about you
Any more than you do about them?

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The fullness is found in the realization.

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What need to carry any delusion?

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A few are born to swim in the sun.

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Is any personality
More than an outcome
Of circumstance and circuitry?

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You are not the pain.
You are not the pleasure.

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Attachment is not the venue of truth.

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Death is an easy watch.

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End of that genetic line.

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How pleasing to be able to read so many great works
Minds given over to godness have scribed
In every geography, in every age.

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What would it be like to again be
As supple as you were as a child?

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Do you look without seeing,
Or see without looking?

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You hometown will accept you
If they have the wit.

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The more ably you participate,
The easier your time may be.

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Born of eternal mystery,
You create, you destroy.
You invent your many parts
To the end of all beginnings.

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What is, exactly, an untimely death?

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So many sounds
From the depths
Of eternal being.

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Always so many rules to learn.
As if they are all so important.

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Yawn.

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Sometimes any panorama
Becomes like staring
At a blank wall.

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All things miscellaneous

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Is there anything but vanity in this dream?

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Just because we’re one
Doesn’t mean we’ll get along.

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What can anything or anyone
Truly offer which you do not
Already completely possess?

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Don’t expect much
From a pot of coffee
You can see through.

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A poor smokescreen
Doesn’t fool a sharpshooter.

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If you should manage to have one,
Try to stick to the game plan.

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Do not play the victim card too often, if at all.

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Didn’t the human drama
Used to be more fascinating?

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What different circuits we all travel.

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A smattering of knowledge
Can go a long way.

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God is dead.
He committed suicide
After he realized how badly
He had fucked up.

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Life has no purpose
And truth does not exist.

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What demons rule this world.
What stupid people follow them.

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You are a sovereign nation.

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Tragedy is so much a part of the human condition.

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Look Ma, I can walk on cement.

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Megalomania is its own limitation.

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Babble on and on and on and .....

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Since eternity is now,
You already have eternal life.
Why would you ever fear losing it?

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We’re all using the same theater
To play lead part in our own play.

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Prior to all form is clarity.

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To bring a child
Into this harsh world
And not nurture it,
How pathetic.

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To commandeer so much
And heed so little for the nature
Which divined existence.
How pathetic.

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Take away the genetic factor,
And what was once delusional ecstasy
Can become pretty darn scary.

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How afraid so many are to see failure
Mirrored in the eyes of groups
With which they identify.

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If the student cannot see it,
How can the teacher explain it?

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You may well be able
To trust a conquering government
More than your own.

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With conscious breath,
You swim into Eden’s eternity.

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Cowboys got to know
When to hand over the reigns.

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One could certainly argue
Everything’s going to die, anyway.
Has existence ever been anything more
Than a short term requisition?

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There’s only one real solution
To all these problems we have created,
But that remains for us to answer.

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She’s still pretty enough to believe
They’re really interested in her.

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Your calling is whatever
Interests you enough
To come to mind.

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Will the real one please stand up.

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Truth is Self-evident.

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Spiritual vanity is the greatest hurdle.
It is the vanity of all vanities.

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If you aren’t god, who is?

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Sifting through ashes
Is the work of the dead.

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It doesn’t have to mean anything.

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Sometimes it just fun to say it yet again
But with a another conceptual twist.

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Easy to appear confident
About the things you know.

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Read the doubt between the lines.

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So many mirrors can be overwhelming.

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You may as well relax.
You are going to suffer.
You are going to die.

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Oh  well.

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Once upon a time there was no money.

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Like a deer in the headlights.

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Where will all this lead?

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Interesting thing about law
Is how many there are
And how often it changes.

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Get control of your mind.

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These opinions are ultimately
No different than any other.

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How much of your life will you sleep through.

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What resolve there must be
In any decision to create or destroy.

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Just another mix of energy.

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Why do so many place godness
Only in the high or powerful places?

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There is always one set of rules or another.

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Your vain god will probably torture you
As long as possible before
Sucking your soul back to nirvana.

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You are one with the lint in your belly button.

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It’s all one in twos or more.

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How aggravating the play of time makes us.

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Is there anything that is not possible?

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Amazing what a bunch of nerve endings create.

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Leaving something
No longer working for you
Sometimes takes great courage.

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What some will settle for is always amazing.

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Aphorisms are not necessarily poetic.
They often sound foolish when read aloud.
They are meant for inner reflection, quiet, alone.

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Empower yourself.

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It is yours naturally.

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You are quite predictable.

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Hometowns generally have difficulty
Accepting changes in their spawn.

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Sorry Mr. Einstein, God loves dice.

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Peter Pan lives.
Die, Wendy, die.
Go, Peter, go.

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Will you still be friends after the sex?

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It all boils down to the real you.

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This is all quite impossible, you know.
Yet here we are, the pawns of time.

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How perfectly it all fits together.

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Quite equal.

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So many forces shaping your reality.

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Who will win in the race against time?

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What are you?

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Who is that masked man, Kimo Sabe?

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Subscribe only to the real power.

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Chaotic anarchy is a fundamental reality.

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This speaks to that which is for the theater,
And that which pertains to none but oneness.

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All grades fade in time.

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The revolution is full of subtle reminders.

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Curious how some middleman always manages
To plant a tollgate between you and your craving.

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How insecure vanity.

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Create when you can,
Preserve if you can,
Destroy when you must.

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What would it be like to die alone
In the middle of the desolate ocean?

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A safe prediction:  More of the same.


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