02 November 2013

Chapter 284 - The Stillness Before Time (Compendium)


CCLXXXIV

Taking the world upon your shoulders
Only makes your shoulders and heart weary.
No saving that which cannot save itself.

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Who is the who, who cares about anything?

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Bean counting does not for truth make.

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It sure seemed to hurt at the time.

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When did you learn to fear?

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Find your face if you can,
But no one ever has yet.

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Relative absolutism.

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Define rich.

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A mind without as heart
Is as imbalanced
As a heart without a mind.

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Add –ing to any verb, any noun,
And that is what you are witnessing.

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How can any court jester wear just one hat?

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Only the ignorant claim to know things they cannot and never will.

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There are no leaders or followers in this game, there is only sharing.

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Everything it knows parochial, over and over and over again.

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Well, my fine pretty, aren’t you a sight for lustful eyes.

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It is only fate that did not make you king or queen.

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We are all just imaginary differences
Born of the same mysterious origin.

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You do not have to play it harsh.

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Bored with wonder, are we?

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I am That I Am-ing.
You are That I Am-ing.
We are all That I Am-ing.

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Nothing stands in eternity
Longer than it can be remembered.

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It is all relative until you discern
That it is all the same absoluteness.

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Why didn’t you call?  Why didn’t you write?
All the lonely people here, there, everywhere.

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You are perfect in every way, every moment of every day.

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Hope generally doesn’t get very far without a fair amount of boil and toil.

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In what way are you really so different from anyone or anything else?

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Destruction and mayhem, humankind’s gift to the world.

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Running, walking, sitting, breathing on empty.

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For every birth, a death sure to follow.

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Love does not give a damn.

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For all, but not for all.

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The narrative is different,
But the plot is the same.

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You came, you saw, you puttered.

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Narcissus only had a pool of water
From which to partake his vanity.

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It is challenging to love unconditionally,
When your teeth are getting kicked in.

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Discern that which no mortal can discern.

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All you have to do is believe in Jesus Christ?
How absurdly ludicrous is that line of thinking?

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You really don’t need to believe in anything anymore.

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What will happen to Eden when industry and technology finally fall short,
And the dominos, the house of cards, begin to snowball
Into the inevitable decline and fall?

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How passé the wonder of childhood too quickly becomes.

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Those who know a lie may even know the truth.

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You can call reality whatever you please,
But, in truth, it is prior to all naming.

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Not … accessing file … again …

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Not so different before all.

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Many are called, but few answer.
Kind of like being a telemarketer.

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And, meanwhile, they all believe
This mirage will continue forever.
Alas, what fools these mortals be.

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To leave time on the table,
Or not to leave time on the table.
That may well someday be the question.

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It could be a much happier world
If we actually understood communism,
And had the capacity for such selflessness.

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Look left, look right, look ahead, look back,
And then, perhaps, do it yet again, just to be sure.
You never really know what might be coming right at you.

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So obvious as to be obscured by every possible distraction.

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Anonymity can bring to the surface many demons.

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The mystery is not an either/or proposition.
Of course it evolved through creation,
And created through evolution.

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If you are open to everything,
There is no room for judgment.

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How easy it seems to be
To surrender to some other
Rather that one’s Self.

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Tiger mouse.

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Once again …
If you remember.

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Step right up! See it now!
The one and only … You!

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What can you tell another
If they are not interested in,
Or capable of understanding?

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You have always been the great spirit’s sun.

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When it comes to exploring the ultimate reality,
Of what need is there for another’s permission?

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Joy is a heart and mind one-two knockout punch.

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Perhaps your god is as kind and selfless as you.

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Perhaps all this has happened
In order that you discern the witness within.
The eyes of the maker are yours,
One in the same.

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Field notes from yet another observer
Of the unmanifest underpinning
Of the dreamtime show.

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The quantum you will exist forever,
For death can never enter
That which is immortal,
That which was never born.

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Your mind is not what you think.
The chatter of the world is not you.

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In every context,
There is a different way
Of responding to the discernment.

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Whatever you may think of your persona,
You are, indeed, worthy of the Self love.

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Watching the human drama in these times
Is like watching a train wreck in slow motion.

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For those who discern the call,
The only thing that ultimately matters
Is that they wake up in whatever way possible.

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Do you create the pattern, or does it create you?
Or have you, in the dreamtime, created each other?

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Why do you so naively accept and believe
What you your Self have never experienced?

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You own nothing, you own everything.

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Practice benevolence, kindness,
Compassion, generosity, munificence
And goodwill whenever possible.

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Never deny your Self.

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It’s just dust, man, just dust.

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There is nothing you need to do
In order to see the whole of it.

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When even the universe
Isn’t much bigger than a gnat?
Where do you stand to take a whiz?

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What’s the sound of one light clapping?

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Drifting along, performing yet another piece
In the grand symphony of the Song of Godness.

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If you really did not care, would the claim even occur to you?

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One minute, one year, one century, one millennium … what difference, really?

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Indiscriminate breeding creates an indiscriminant world.

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Another anonymous dreamer a-dreaming away.

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The fingerprints of consciousness inevitably fade
Without life to sustain its ephemeral presence.

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To cling or not to cling, that is the question.

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The I Amness is your friend and lover.
It is you as agape as love is possible.

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Simple, carefree detachment
Is the road to tranquility and grace.

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Let that guilt go.
There’s nothing to regret
If its what got you to here and now.

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Figure it out, or go extinct.

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A higher degree of Selfishness.

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Obvious … what is ... truly obvious.

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It is all about what you choose to articulate.

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If you must covet something, covet nothingness.

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How would you play it you were young and ignorant again?

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A dream of creation, preservation and destruction
From which the only exit is death,
And then what,
Nobody really knows.

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So many regrets, compounded daily,
Only dull the blade of discernment.
Apologize within, and move on.

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What a gift it is to exist.
How amazing what trivial pursuits
Blind us to the wonder of it.

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All,
In a dream.

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Allow all to happen.
Do not betray your Self.

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What is possible?
And what is not possible?
S/he who perceives the real question
Is the seed of the answer.

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We are all just imaginary differences
Born of the same mysterious origin.

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It will all be dust again, soon enough.

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No resolution to the chaos unfolding
But to ride it out as one does any storm.

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A bull ride ahead, to be sure, indeed, indeed, I say, indeed.

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Democracy might be nice if it was really possible.

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Life is an opportunity to awaken to the reality
That you are of the quantum divine.
It is the highest calling.

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How can any jester wear just one hat?

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Whether rock, temple,
Shrine, statue, scripture or personality,
Idolatry is idolatry is idolatry
No matter the game.

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Karma is merely another vain concept
Born of the notion of a continuity
Which has never been real.

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Time to unfurl.

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Surrender to the itness.
Become totally vulnerable.

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To muster to a lesser vision
Is a lesser potential, a lesser life.

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Isn’t it amazing that one exists,
Much less worrying about how long.

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You are free to do whatever you can handle.

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Running on an empty tank has its own fullness.
Who is the who, who cares about anything at all?


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