07 February 2012


Enlightenment is simply awakening
Into the awareness of the timeless birthright.
Liberation is abiding freely in that knowing ignorance.

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Identity is like cotton candy bought at a carnival,
A lot of puff concocted from practically nothing.

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Though no one really knows anything,
More than a few spout what the masses follow.

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When you awaken after sleeping,
There is a moment when the awareness
Resumes remembering the patterning it plays.
You could be anywhere, anything, anybody,
And what form and identity do you choose
But that which you are least able to resist.

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You are the nexus through which the mystery
Manifests a personal view of time and space.

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Desire for gratification of the senses and thought,
Despite its ceaseless tangle of suffering,
Is what binds you in time.

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Duality is the outcome of ignorance,
And ignorance of the false nature of opposites
Is the vain prison that identification ceaselessly fortifies.

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Why cater to something an individual or group
Said or did tens or hundreds or thousands of years ago?
History, whether personal, tribal, national or world,
Is perhaps the greatest bane of consciousness.

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Groups of any spiritual persuasion are social crock-pots
For those agreeing to collude to the dogma of one mythos or another.
To regard any as exclusive bastions of wisdom and harmony
Has repeatedly proven to be hollow self-deception.