Gathering Minds

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Forever Young

I was cleaning up some unfinished business and I couldn’t help but notice that this needed just a little bit more attention. This is based off of a previous post called [_Selling The Truth, Or Is That Buying A…

Searching For El Dorado

"There’s gold in them thar hills!" Searching for the lost city of gold keeps many a Man busy. The ultimate achievement, the par excellence is to be sniffed out and grasped with glee shown to the world for it to be what it is - perfection! In…

The Center Of Beingness

Out of the center, all things come. Come what may all that we can do is simply to relax into it’s fruition and come to be that which we already are. Despite the fact of our own unique brand of foolishness, nothing can change who or what we…

Who Are You. No, Really.

This is an acknowledgment to those who are regular visitors here, to those who find their way here fairly regularly in whatever time frame that happens in. Greetings!

The All-Pervasive Endowment of Slavery

Looking around us we see freedom in all things. From our own intentions to the creatures of nature we see and understand the freedom so inherent in their make-up. We go as we please, do as we please and say as we please. Our freedom knows no…

Become The Hunter

Watchfully, we gaze in wonderment at the natural order of things within which we have bound ourselves and our possessions. Exploring the recesses of our endeavors, we seek to no end and thereby liberate ourselves from ourselves. In all the…

Look, But Don't Touch

Engaging Ourselves, we reach for the stars and turn around and fall right back down into the Ocean of Life. Swimming with the effort of keeping our heads above water, our endless victory is at hand. In struggling, we find life but this is not…

Why Reach For The Stars

Reaching in spaces and places beyond the inquisitiveness of desire, the remains of a past life, long forgotten and lost through neglect, knowledge achieves it’s own bitter end. Seeking knowledge, the hope of Man yearns forth in it’s garb of…

Becoming, We Come To Know

Lost in the ideal, where is the life-saving rope, tossed to the helpless victim, very much at the hands of it’s own demise. Adrift, the way appears endlessly vast and naked in perpetuity. Gazing at the stars, we blink.

Seeking Flotational Devices

In the time of dreamers, vistas unfold and as the onrushing future makes it’s way through us, we gaze in wonder at the recognition of ourselves onstage. Separately, we are a joy to behold, if only to ourselves. Conjuring a destiny, we seek…

One's Deepest Wishes Do Come True

While we entertain ourselves, what is it that draws us away from our essence. What is it that makes us begin the process of ‘seeking’. In the tribunals of time, the halls echo will voices of whisper, passing knowledge and data to and fro….

Swept Away

There is a time, a place. a moment of thought that escapes from it’s birthing and explodes into maturity. Leading our perception, it carries us forward into the recesses of imagination and creates a reality so real, so exciting, that it becomes…

There Is No Life but Your Own

Finding the treasures of old, we delight in the seeking. Expending our efforts, we build our reserves for the next. Alone at last, we contemplate our future and create the life we are to lead. Events unfold in their proper time and place. The…

The Gods Are Kind Indeed

The Time of Forgetfullness is a Time of Remembrance. In between the moments of thought and reality there exists a slice of time in which the two merge and become as one. For some, the difference does not exist and for others there is a world…

"I" Seek

The hope of man. What is the hope of man. Is it something that undercuts our pain and suffering which would allow us to rise again from the ashes of our incineration? Hoping against hope surviving only leaves us the option of continuing where we…

From Time To Time

To pierce the veil of darkness, the eyes must create the light in which to take flight. Overcoming obstacles, we begin to enjoy ourselves and yet, seemingly out of nowhere, another plight comes to haunt our dreams of evermore. Awakening, we come…

Our Time Is Always At Hand

I am the monster of my imagination. I exist purely for the sake of experience and no more. Nothing ensures my day-to-day survivability as the quest for the existence which I imagine. There can be no completion as the quest and the search are one…

Full Circle

On the horizon of our dreams, beyond the furthest reaches of our imagination, a place exists where time and function cease and come to be no more. It is a place where the endless migration of thoughts, concepts and ideas fall into the deep dark…

No Wonder We Are Blessed

I’ve lied. I’ve lied about the roots of my humanity thinking that out of the abyss of illusionary thoughts and idle dreams, a reality would be found where the gloating of my self esteem would reign supreme and defy and overcome any and all…

Thus Far

There is a point to the pointless, it is in the process of getting from ‘here’ to ‘there’ which counts, not the departure or arrival. The process is the journey and within that journey lies the answers that are so dear to the heart. Within the…

See What Is Sought

A fleeting glimpse of some long forgotten poetic insight, trembling with delight, it opens and reveals itself from an altered state of reality in which we understand very little, if at all. Comprehension resolves slowly as the thoughts dwindle…

The Lost Highwayman

The lost highwayman casts his shadow and upon his mind the wonders unfold, basking in their glory and misrepresentation. Where is the road ahead, beyond which the eyes do not see? Cast unto themselves, the beginnings of life reveal themselves…

Taking Root

A hope, a dream, a far away place, where are the souls in which the turning of life take refuge. From where does the communication so eagerly sought, find a new home in which to blossom and bear the fruit of understanding. Alone in the mist of…

New Arrivals Are Always Welcome

The love, the life, the lean-to of regret, all rolled up in one giant confectionery delight. With the smacking of lips and the belch of satisfaction, arriving, there is found new delights, new wonders in which the candy man may embrace his skill…

It's A Match Made In Heaven

There is a sense of timing, of correctness of impingement, when everything just seems to ‘fall into place’. It is during these times we feel whole and complete, satisfied in our knowledge that things are the way that they are supposed to be. We…