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Understand just enough that you can see what training is,

Intend to be, no other to see,

Speak to Yourself, everyone light is the same. 
Remain at the Ground, 

You can’t ever fall,

When you are in the arms,

Of them all. 


Perceptions of one go nowhere,

Be,

Don’t think.

 

It isn’t boring!

You just haven’t waited long enough, 

For the Sun to sink back down to earth, 

The colour returns Seeing burns, 

Away all reaching,

For a way out,

Then you are free to enjoy,

What isn’t a mental toy.

 

Ten thousand tears,

One Belly Laugh.

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Awareness isn’t in anything,

You remain as it and you go within,

Pain is but you remain,

Don’t identify with it,

Neither pleasure.

 

The end of suffering isn’t eternal pleasure forever,

It is no longer brushing it under,

The rug of confusing thunder,

It is hidden out, 

But really it is all in.

 

Really I feel you’ll find,

You are board of peaks,

And chasing mind,

Pleasure reeks,

Of a journey in time,

But really what seeks,

Is nothing more the the roots rhyme.

Ten thousand tears,

One Belly Laugh.

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Awareness heals itself, read so many books on healing just to find out, directly going back into it, is to pull off those seams, those band aids and crutches, trying to hold myself together. Just gotta keep practicing, meditating and body awareness practices are the same to me because when I don’t rise to grab at thoughts, the body can be properly perceived, and intuition takes over, twisting myself in some way realigning all the ‘parts’.


Hit my head and hit my hips, twisted the entire spine out of alinement due to them going in different directions being hit at different times. This was from going flying out of a crashed vehicle. Did I really attract this to happen? 
Sometimes it seems one way, sometimes the other…

Yet I know no waves ripple incorrect. 
Knowing is seeing Perfect.

 

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It really doesn’t matter, there isn’t and never will be a method for being Yourself.
 

You could imagine many ways of the stream flowing by,

Or of ‘problems’ melting away,

Of some sort of ‘thing’ that stays,

A mantra to clear, 

A perfect being to steer, 

A guru to show you how to be one from two?

When you could always stay as You.

 

A bunch of ropes to pull your hopes,

Mental spirals,

Friendly smiles,

Wings now that is a real trope.

 

Weights to hold you down,

Into the ground,

Tired of falling up.

 

A ballon for a head,

Filled with what everyone has said,

About how to be you,

Not two! Not two!

Yelled at someone you think isn’t you.

 

Preposterous,

There isn’t a must,

A just,

Or even a bust through,

When there never was,

Any mental zoo.

 

Might be good for emptying,

But how does one never start the mess?

End the illusory distress?

Remain,

Don’t taste fruit of knowledge,

It doesn’t exist,

Stay in the garden,

Experience what was missed.


🤍🦧🌊

 

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A calm mind is nice,

A effective body is nice, 

Nothing beats being you though, 

Don’t get caught up in the stew, bro,

Seems like it taste good,

To chase every should, 

Thoughts don’t really have any under where they stood. 
 

Not staying to do nothing,

As a doing, 

That would be something, 

There isn’t a thing to get! 
That is what you whip, 

Everyday to get yourself to pay, 

For a product that cannot be sold, 

For a Truth that can never be told. 
 

Stay as you are, 

Don’t separate from that Star, 

You are not the tip that goes in,

Way up your butt clenching, 

Onto a hope that someone will throw you rope, 

Or tout about God’s Thing, 

And how it’ll bring, 

To itself some health? 
Thinglessness, 

Not grabbing at anything in that time screen,

Not satisfied with 2D mind steam, 

Not being any kind of stream, 

Immovable, 

Unfettered, 

Me-ness,

Living as the Dream. 

 

 

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Reality is real,

You are being the dream,

This nothing can steal,

No seam, no seam.

 

A sound to wake,

The ground to shake,

Every direction in.
 

We all make,

For Love’s sake,

Armour made from tin.
 

Twist it off,

Drink the broth,

Of your own will-in.  

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One of the biggest mistake in spirituality is to surrender to what you think reality is, this is like opening up yourself to finding a new way of being but then just keeping the same way you always have.
 

Actual Reality is what is felt when remaining as Awareness. You can then hear the guidance and stop sitting on the tack of separation, seeing the difference between the Prism and the light show reflected, it shines within towards creation, but You remain as it formlessly. You, that perfect circle that encompasses the whole, with its seamless ‘parts’. 
 

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It has been starting to occur to me that I cannot actually fully express what God is to anyone, this pure external unity. Language dances in circles, the mind believes one thing then believes the next. Talking about the Lord just seems like it goes in circles, until it can be realized I am not talking about a perspective, I am talking about what it is like when there isn’t even a perspective there, no relationship to anything, no interest in owning any object, attaining any achievement, or becoming nothing, or everything. 
 

I feel ‘God’ is a word that typically causes one to look outside rather then back towards Source. Trying to plot a course of how to get back on that Horse, when you cannot be in something, or out of something, this just goes in circles. The Perfect Circle is to just remain as you are. But then one might think, “Oh I’ll just remain as my smelly ego and it’s all good” no, no, no, don’t try to be a thought, this separate self you think you are, don’t try to become God, Nothing, or the Universe, that is all shit when it is just realizing you already are. 

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God is misleading as it pushes for a search outside oneself,

Reality is misleading as it is taken as they way you already see things, 

Nothingness is misleading as it gets stuck on the emptiness of mind,

Infinity is misleading because it seems like a bunch of parts all together as one, 

Oneness is misleading when it isn’t a state, or parts that must become whole.

 

Awareness is in everything, and is everything. Is it really a pointing? 
Beyond it all & yet being it all. 
 

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Nothing misleads you, when within each ‘thing’ you find yourself being. 
Without thought, no knots.

Using language to deconstruct itself, an interesting art,

Yet failure is the mark of the master,

To be a fool consciously, ununderstanding it all, 

So you can be, and never fall,

From that imaginary tower, you build to defend your flower, 

Just let it bloom, the walls never go boom,

What isn’t can never, 

Love endlessly forever. 

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Suppression is done by thought,

Expression is done by Being. 
 

The Silence of a lion, 

Stalking it’s pray,

Ego has no place,

No ground for its race.

 

The subject is attended to,

The eye can see through,

The object obstacle is an illusion,

Find the Subject, 

The wall isn’t real,

Look towards the projector,

The Light at the end of tunnel. 

 

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Awareness isn’t ethereal,

Awareness also isn’t material,

It isn’t out of anything, 

Directly in everything. 

 

Chasing after expansive states of consciousness isn’t it,

Chasing after a deeper understanding isn’t it,

Being as you are,

Suffering an ever so distant car, 

Never to drive up to you again,

Seeing,

The shadows cannot form,

The storm bathed in light,

Not ever was there a fight.
 

 

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Just cold hard reality,

Warmed by the love of the Heart?

 

Where is this cold hardness?

The harshness you speak?

Can you find the seam between the deepest pleasure,

and the deeper pain?

 

Awareness doesn’t do anything, 

Doesn’t create,

Nor destroy,

It just bes This.

That is pure Love.

 

🌕💗🔥

 

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You can not really grow in perspective unless you perceive what is going on right now. Pure Perception, not perception. 

 

Pain just shows you where there is a knot, 

Love can then shower with its seamless power, 

‘Parts’ dissolve,

There was not ever any rot,

The resolve solves,

In an of itself, 

To Be.

 

Ten thousand tears,

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