CCLXXXIII
Sometimes you sleeps, sometimes you wakes,
Sometimes you sits, sometimes you wanders.
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What a mockery of accuracy
Hollywoods, Bollywoods, Broadways, and other entertainments,
So often make of history.
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We are all unique characters.
It is just which forms of uniqueness
You can embrace, or at minimum endure.
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Innocence realized,
Liberated, and wandering in wonder
Does not require much of this world, or of any other.
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Cannot stop fate … it is already written.
You just need to reach the last page
In a book that has no conclusion.
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Hate and revenge are the harshest harvest of dualistic notion.
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The true voice is in all great and small.
To discern it, you must merely, with intention,
Observe prior to the passion, the fear, the false identity,
And surrender courageously to the sovereignty of the timeless now.
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Unless you take matters into your own hands,
You will take whatever death you are given.
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How quickly everything becomes memory.
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We are what we choose to be in any given moment.
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The nothingness of the quantum indivisibility
Playing out every conceivable appearance,
Every conceivable state of consciousness.
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Every life form is a seed born of the same essence, the same mystery.
All are mortal portals of awareness in whatever seed line is given.
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The real you is neither past nor future.
You are the eternal presence,
Pure, simple, free.
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Muddy water, muddy fish.
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Before the word, there was nothing.
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How can you explain anything to anyone who listens without the ears that hear.
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Is it not amazing that one exists at all, without always worrying about for how long.
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Loyalty: Priceless.
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Grande Nada Supreme.
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There is only awareness, everything else is babble.
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More vanity … Ho-hum and yawn.
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Why make it so hard on your Self?
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To the moth, I say, let the flame burn alone.
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Why judge the infinity of possibilities that You your Self are?
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What is your default setting, little self or Big Self?
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‘Tis so amazing, this non-existent existence.
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What a wonder those who cannot even begin to look to see what is true.
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Tired of filling space that does not need filling.
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Consciousness is playing itself out through you.
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Get humble.
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Only you are true.
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What's your calling?
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Absolutely under the radar.
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Holding on to nothing is not an easy thing to do.
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If everyone gave everything away, what would any get in return?
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You have as much access to the sun as any who have ever dreamt in time.
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It is a mind in ever-present movement that creates the other.
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Happiness is in the unassailable awareness within each and every eternal moment.
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Identity is merely a cloak of illusion.
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You are your Self, once again.
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Sip eternity’s infinite elixer.
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Did nothing again today.
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Benign in all things.
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Raise the bar.
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Théâtre absurde.
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Metaphysical, indeed, indeed.
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Why pay interest on your pleasure?
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Perhaps the only thing from which you can never be free is the nowness.
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Past and future are but vanity projected upon any imaginary timeline.
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Good god, look in the mirror, play your gray.
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Trying to justify your existence is a rat wheel in the mind.
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Yet another universe created by imagination.
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Another day of pretend underway.
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There is no good guy in a home invasion.
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Religion foments dogma, dogma foments disharmony, disharmony foments destruction.
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Does anybody really die until you do?
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Imagination is a time machine that can travel anywhere but the present.
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Consciousness is an ever-changing show of imagination.
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Nothing exists for less than a moment.
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Dream on, Dreamer.
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Another day of wandering and pondering about in the ethereal manifest.
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Reject everything; abide in nothing.
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There are no scriptures, only writings.
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There is only one mystery in this dreamtime; one mystery with many faces.
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Forgiveness is its own redemption.
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What is all this longing for more, more, more, but an emptiness that can never be filled.
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Every truth a lie unto its Self.
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The intensity of passion is the source of all pleasure, all pain.
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A leader cannot lead where followers will not follow.
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To die every moment while conscious is an meditation worth exploring.
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What need hath the void for light or sound, or even dark or silence?
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Waiting for nothing to happen.
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Spies can be handy, especially if more inspired by loyalty than coin.
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So many ways to suffer; so little time.
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A leader who does not value honesty runs greater risks of failure in any long run.
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Truth is not a thing, nor is it a non-thing.
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Perfect stillness, perfect Self.
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Say yes, do yes; say no, do no; say maybe, do maybe.
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What is this mind that is conditioned to perpetually justify its illusion?
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Yet another of the usual suspects.
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Hypocrite!
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Rhyme? Reason? What the hell are you talking about?
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Do not just say yes, do yes; do not just say no, do no; do not just say maybe, do maybe.
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Doubt is the key, and even that only takes most so far.
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Anonymity within and without is the greatest freedom, and it's free if you can master it.
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Illusion is all.
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What is small, what is large, in calling something short or tall?
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Words are such incomplete, tenuous assumptions.
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The universe without is but a reflection of the one within, as infinite as it is infinitesimal.
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What is death but evaporating back into stardust.
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Philosophy is the solace of those who have not sought out the greater vanities.
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A new discovery every moment.
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The flames of power, fame, and fortune singe many an envious wing.
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The mind is but an obscure eye.
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Is anything ever good enough for a mind steeped in dissatisfaction?
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So many Bodhi trees, so little time.
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What part of “without attributes” don’t you get?
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Can you ever be too careful?
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Contentment, the final refuge.
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For some, even the surest kick to the derrière promotes little effect.
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Congratulations on holding true to your meme.
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Objectivity is a myth to which science subscribes, but can never grasp.
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Vanity rules us all.
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The monkey mind is very adept at waylaying any doubt.
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Art is the remedy for the peaks and valleys of the creative mind.
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Even blind or deaf or mute or anosmic or numb, you are it and it is you.
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Yet another clinging to what was as if it matters.
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All politics is but rhetoric; do not seek truth in the abyss between two or more.
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Soooo … How is a god man or god woman supposed to behave?
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Lean air up in them ivory towers.
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Even the greatest pharaohs, the greatest kings, were nothing more than pawns of fate.
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Purpose and meaning … Say whaaaat?!!
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The most likely reason for your cause of death is having been born in the first place.
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Retirement is about doing as little as possible as often as possible.
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Once was enough.
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Patience is more than a virtue; it is a vital aspect to existence.
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Even the fool has rhyme and reason.
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What’s wrong with that?
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What happens to the mind when it ceases creating its universe?
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Sound oxygen management is always good policy.
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What is death but the end of caring.
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Enough is never enough for more than a few.
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The challenge may not be as much about finding the truth as it is letting go the false.
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Big Bang or Big Speculation?
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Play the mask.
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Regarding being completely and utterly detached, it is far easier to talk about.
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Windows of time watching history unfold.
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Even the village idiot may discern gleaning of wisdom on rare occasion.
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Existence may be painful, but is it better than nothing?
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Scars in both body and mind are the reminders of your many misadventures.
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Your sovereignty is the quantum source within.
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Nothing defies gravity forever.
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Is beauty really even skin deep?
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Show me a boundary, and I will show you it is but an imaginary figment in your mind.
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What’s that about?
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What conditioning, what groupthink, it takes to charge into the blaze of battle.
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What choice do you have in the matter, really?
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Legacy … Posterity … Pfft!
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So very much alone, and so unhappy about it … Why?
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However immeasurable the universe and all its creations,
It ever begins with the eternal awareness you are right now.
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The Return to Wonder
Field Notes from the Unknown
© Michael J. Holshouser 2009
World Rights Reserved