17 October 2013

Chapter 277 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


CCLXXVII

Been waiting for that hundredth monkey,
And there still ain’t hide nor hair of him.

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Beyond like and dislike, there is an all-encompassing vision.

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Sometimes you just have to survive without the thrive.

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What legacy are you leaving the vanity of time?

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How can the indefinable be defined?

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It is pride that keeps anyone
From being a true human being.

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Dementia rules.
The tyranny of passivity
Continues its reign.

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Embrace it or not, the faceless is.

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Alas, for some you can never say the right thing.

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Setting you free, and you can’t even step outside the coop.

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Nothing has ever really been amiss
But through the muddle of imagination.

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Civilization sort of works
In its own pitiable, chug-a-lug way,
As long as the basic necessities are aplenty.

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Where would you be without all your pain?
If you must suffer, do it fully, do it well.

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More from the land of wishful thinking.

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Keep you delusion to your Self.

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Blindness is a state of mind.

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Life is a grand meditation.

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He just wants you to know
That he will love you forever,
Or for sure at least for the night.

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Your universe is what you think it is.
How else could it be, unless it’s not.

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Well, it sure sounds good, anyway.

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Everyone has a bag of problems.
Even you, alas, have your fair share.
Living is not for the meek of spirit.

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Democracy versus dictatorship,
Which you prefer, which you support,
Depends on the blend of politics and ethics
To which you aspire to survive.

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The time through which eternity manifests
The process of any given moment
Is the only real glory.

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Samadhi is the reward for a life well done.

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Yes, indeed, you are the only one,
But you are most definitely not
The only one who sees it.

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The keystone to inner freedom is to want nothing
From anyone or anything, from any other.
Want nothing, want for nothing.

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If you are going to love,
Then do it unconditionally.
If not, call it something else.

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Normal?
Is there such a thing?

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Savor every moment
In whatever way you will.

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Haven’t you followed enough?

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Such a game, as only eternity can play.

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The most obvious conclusion imaginable.

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Total detachment is a singular state of mind.

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Life is too short to put up with unhealthy relationships.

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Keep on skipping around until you find whatever calls to you.

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The spontaneity of eternity
Allows all plays to play out as they will,
In whatever way the physics of manifest time permits.

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Discern the difference
Between the literal and the figurative,
And fathom which is which, which is both, which is neither.

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Another Hallmark holiday dazing us all away.

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I know you believe
You understand what you think I said,
But I am not sure you realize
What you heard
Is not what I meant.

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Who said that anyway?
On the eternal stageless,
Plagiarism is not an issue.

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Sound and light
Manifest about the abyss
In bursts of genesis.

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So many clinging to this or that,
Never discerning that this or that
Are ultimately the same essence.

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Illusion implies imagination, fabrication,
Make-believe, pretend, made-up, invention,
False, sham, put on, affect, profess, simulate,
Feign, act as if, play, make believe, manufactured,
Lie, production, untruth, falsehood, cock-and-bull story,
Trumped-up story, forgery, construction, assembly, deception,
Fabrication, concoction, and whatever other sordid fibs come to mind.

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All of life’s emotions are imprinted in the given body
Like rings of drought and plenty in a tree.
Every moment another layer.

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To see only flowers and jewels
Is to miss out on the weeds and rocks
Rooted just as equally in the essential ground.

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Men only turn gray on the outside.

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Telle est la vie est la mort.
Such is the life is death.

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Your turn.

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To see another
Though their eyes
Is to know your Self.

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To see that all ways are The Way
Is to wander immortal amidst all.

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Any given behavior is a choice,
Despite all delusion to the contrary.

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All the wants, all the don’t-wants,
Innumerable permutations across the board.

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Of one thing we can all be very sure,
Something will always happen
Until the last wheezing breath exhales
Carrying the neural smoke of consciousness
Back into the stillness of oblivion that is home to all.

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Curious how the wealthiest,
Most powerful Rome this world has ever seen
Has not created a health care system that will care for its citizenry,
Nor an educational system that will teach them
To think and act intelligently.
Futility reigns.

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Label games, label games, it is all in the naming.

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The innumerable minds spawned of the one mind
Play out every conceivable permutation
To which imagination aspires.

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Awareness without movement
Is swimmingly effortless.

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Carte blanche
Until the bills start to tower.

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Who do you think?

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All the belief and faith in the world
Doesn’t make something false, true.

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Give the mystery a name if you must,
But in truth, none stick for long.
Talk about Teflon coating.

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Wisdom more often comes at a hard price
On oneself and often many, many others.

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You to not need to let the context control you.
Complete and utter detachment is the keystone.

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What a sorry load of crap we are daily dealt
By those who care little or nothing about anyone
But for their tithing, adulation or general obsequiousness.
Seriously, folks, are you really that gullible?

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We have seriously twisted up the garden,
Damning us, and all to come, to a nightmare
Beyond Hollywood’s wildest screenplay.

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Herein you are offered nothing,
And given everything.

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You call this evolution?

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How many times
Do you have to be bent over
To finally wake up?

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Faith: an excuse for delusion
To carry any day it chooses.

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Attention, give it you must, to be.

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If you truly discern your immortal nature,
You will never fear life, or death, again.

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A seed without nutritious ground,
Untainted water, and radiant sunlight
Will never grow to its greatest potential.

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If you call leadership leading the little folk
Down a wayward path of despair and destruction,
Then, in general, our kind has it down pretty darned well.

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What is all this seemingly infinite craving really about?
At what point is more than enough,
Really enough?

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If you breed sheep, you get sheep.
Breed truth, and you get intelligence
Willing to deal with things as they are.

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Curious how often the word love,
So easily, even cheaply expressed,
Fails to act out in action or deed.

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The Soul is without attributes.

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So many things made out
To be much more important
Than they have reason to be.

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Just raising the bar, so to speak.

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Maybe reincarnation
Is kind of a remedial thing
For all those who can’t seem
To figure it out in the first round.

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Your personality is not the Soul.
It is merely the spin of nature-nurture
Woven in the vast lottery of space and time.

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We are all at the center of our own universes,
Bumping into others at every turn.
How harrowing to realize
Your meager perception is relative
Within a very, very huge and dynamic theater.

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The snowball is being called down the mountain.
An unhappy time for those destined
To discern its wrath.

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In those eyes, a promise that can never be kept.

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Don’t know where you have your head buried,
But how do you manage to keep it there?

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Only in the nowness can you discern this.

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How unique every existence.

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Love one, love all.

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Into the deep end once again.

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What is any given life, any given mind,
But a temporary collection of memories,
An ever-changing set of perceptions.

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Blood ties can only carry any given day so far.

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Disregard the personal if you wish to abide in reality.

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There are just some things that are better left unknown.

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Is whatever you are getting out of this worth the bother?

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The universe of the given mind is both teacher and un-teacher.

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There’s really nothing to discover that you don’t already know.

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Just because others cannot comprehend it
Doe not mean you should hold your Self back.

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Wouldst thou have me spew only fluff?

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To awaken to totality is to rise
From the sleep of the dead.

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You do not require
The world’s permission to awaken.
It is entirely up to you.

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Wherever you go, whenever you go,
Something is bound to happen.
What an amazing dream.

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Re: the real mystery.
Nobody is privy to anything
You cannot discern for you Self.

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All the same clay
Playing out any given day
In every arbitrary way.

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Is cynicism anything more
Than a nearly inescapable weariness
With the predictability of it all.

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Listen to or read directly
What any given teacher has to say.
Ignore the middlemen, interpreters and groupies.


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The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)
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