15 October 2013

Chapter 275 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


CCLXXV

Wander about as you will through the so-called darkness of evil.
Clearly discern the interweaving of desire and fear,
And you will transcend its imaginary grip.

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And what of those curious times
When you inexplicably said and/or did things
That inadvertently propelled other lives
In directions that you would not
Have wished upon anyone.

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Move beyond Buddha.

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But, but, but …

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Eliminate all doubt.

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Breaking ground here, folks.
Help out, transcend your Selves.

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Of what is there to really fear?
What was never born can never die.
Immortality is yours for the seeing.

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Don’t hold back from being what you really are.

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A mind bent on calculation and manipulation
Is a mind locked in the great fear of nothing.

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Ignorance should probably never ever read this,
Lest they dare fall into great heights,
Or lapse into murderous rage.

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When the thoughts still, you are on the doorstep of creation.

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There's always a middleman on the hunt for a fool.

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Y The universe is your teacher, and you its creator.
A curious paradox, if ever there was one.

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ou are not the seed, nor its life, nor its death.

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This is all about you waking up to your Self,
As expansive as the given insight will allow.

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Be a friend to those who will allow it,
And a teacher to those who will not.

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Are you really the face in the mirror?

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That’s it, no brag, just fact.

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Always did like swimming in the deep end.

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What is any container but a brief harbor for the Soul.

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Every day, you count your little pile of gold.
Some days it's bigger, some days it's smaller.
This issue is obsession, not wealth.

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Touch the sun, wander hell, envision heaven.
Discern the true reality, be as free as the wind,
And dance until the music fades into silence.

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Just because we killed off the many peoples
Who were still residing in the garden
Doesn't make us superior.

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Just because you imagine something
Does not make it real or true.

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Another legend in its own mind.

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Shit's shit, no matter the asshole.

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Another bad guy bites the dust.

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In the theater of man, it's ultimately a "we" thing.

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In everything, there are layers of subtlety and nuance.

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You may know everything, you may know nothing.
But from beginning to end, the latter trumps the former.

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Until the war's over, or you're dead, whichever comes first.

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If you look into this mind and see,
You will find it as simple and complex
As time in eternity allows.

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A bit of everything, as most things are.

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The historical context in which you abide is an ever-changing epoch
Born of imagination's illusion of free will and its endless dualistic notions.
The entire dream could have played out an entirely different paradigm.

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All the little bubbles eventually go … Pop! Pop! Pop!

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You are just a breath away from dissolution.

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Dissatisfaction is the cancer of the mind
That inspires the ironic inanity of our kind.

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I Am:  the Way, the Truth, the Life.

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The things we endure for our lust.

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Wafting in biological necessity.

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Time is now,
Now is timeless.
Together they weave
Mystery eternal.

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Will you be ready.

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Be kind to your Self.

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Them that needs joy, gets joy.

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An awful lot of attachment going on here.

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Humanity has long since crossed its Rubicon.
The collapse, whether quick or slow, is underway.

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Consciousness only finds peace through stillness,
And stillness comes only to those rare few
Who transcend attachment to time.

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Identity is a ruse played upon your Self.

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Did you really need to know all this?

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Want nothing.

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Everyone dies.
It’s just a matter
Of who buries who.

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Discern you perfection,
And abide in its original bliss.

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Every moment, history unfolds
For as long as it is remembered.

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Sometimes the most obvious things
Take the longest to clearly see.

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The subtleties of any given language
Are easily lost upon the literal-minded.

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You needn’t study anything
To know you are whatever it is.
Once you truly hear it,
The truth of it
Unfolds of its own accord.

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A toast to darkness
For the many things it teaches
Those who would prefer brighter lighting.

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The are far worse things about which to go mad.

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There is neither a him nor her in the grand isness.

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What havoc twisted lives do weave.

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All things are without, within.

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Too much idealism only harvests
An equal and opposite cynicism.

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To believe,
Or not to believe,
That is the only question.

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‘Tis the feast of reality.

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Because it’s amusing, that’s why.

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From complex to profound,
Simplicity tacks the course.

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You were given no vision
That you might learn to see.

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It is the pain and suffering
That sculpts life’s meaning.

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Ignorance plugs away at another day.

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Sometimes there is no choice but to change your mind.

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Despite all appearances to the contrary,
I am the you in me that is the same me in you.
There is naught but the absolute you
That is really you
In all things great and small.

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Yes, yes, yes,
Life is meaningless.
Deal with it -- get over it.
Enjoy the dream as best ye may.

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We are all the Way,
We are all the Truth,
We are all the Life.
Discern it or not,
That’s the way it is.

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Things change, choices change.
Nothing stays the same.

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It matters less what you are doing
Than the attention with which you do it.

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Technology cannot save us from ourselves.

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Curious how so many feel so sure about things
About which they truly know so little.

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Mere mortals can never understand the vision
Of those rare few who glimpse the eternal.

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It would be nice if we all got along, but it obviously
Doesn’t really matter at all in the ultimate sense.

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It is the one satisfied with the fewest toys who really wins.

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The mirage of continuity makes for strong delusion.

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There is no god, there is not devil.
There is only you,
And how you choose to interact
With your version of the universe in your mind.

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Maybe your conclusion needs to be expanded.

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A curious thing all the people
So caught up, so absorbed, so troubled
By what others think of them.

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You are what you are,
You’ve done what you’ve done,
And you’re probably not going to change.

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Every mind its own paradigm.

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Life dissolves into the dust,
And springs up again.
Time does not die,
The circle is not round.

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Another pathetic enterprise

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So twisted that lies have become truth.

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You need not attach any significance at all
To the thunderstorm playing out in the brain.
Just be the awareness prior to consciousness.
So simple, so free, so unbound by the world in time.

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Your mind is jam-packed to the brim
With an innumerable set of reflections.
Which of them are truly the real you?

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Highly skilled at detachment is that one.

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Such a vivid imagination you have.

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Good to the last drop.

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To want nothing
Is to fear nothing.

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Guardianship for the world
Does not appear to be a role
To which humankind as a whole
Is capable of subscribing.

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Nope, it sure ain’t the popular song.

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Definition of cancer: the disease
Caused by an uncontrolled division
Of abnormal cells in a part of the body.

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If we behave like a cancer
We will be treated like one.

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Every relationship between you
And any other, or others, or the world in general,
Is a unique blending, a witches brew
Swirling in time and space.

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Gaze out into the vast, indifferent universe
With the same dispassionate eyes
Through which it sees you.

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Seen one universe, you’ve seen ‘em all.
Form is form, light is light, mind is mind.
There is no other, whatever the dimension.

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There are no followers in this game.
Seek and you alone shall find
What there is to find.

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At some point there is a ceiling
Beyond which no question
Can discern an answer.

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We all suffer.
What is curious
Is how so many others
Seem inspired to help others
Suffer even more.

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It’s yours if you really want it.

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Nuclear energy harnessed?
Well, that would be you.

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How many ways there are to be entertained.

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There are few times in any given daily wander
That do not bubble up yet another ponder.

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A separate god is the collusive, delusional concoction
Of a large number of lonely, fear-ridden human beings
In every geography, every mindset across the world.


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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
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