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Walking The Line Of Vengeance
As we walk the line of vengeance, we see ourselves reflected in the opposition with which we encumber ourselves with. Fighting amongst ourselves, the fight spills out into the streets of reality. Sooner or later one must reach the point of no return where the self lacks the opposing self in which to do battle. It is a fine line by design, but the results are well worth the pain the sorrow that must be appreciated before the design utterly fails us. To know the result is not the journey that requires us to ...
Standing On The Edge Of Doom
The past comes alive within us. We search and seek answers to questions which we are barely aware of. What drives us to the edge of mortality, only to extend our reach yet again. Looking within each moment of time, we see Ourselves and we see what we are not, covering up our ignorance with knowledge. Standing at the threshold of greatness, our images dissolve in splendor as we watch Life unfold before us. How is it that we watch, yet are completely at it’s mercy? Surrendering our images in the hopes ...
At The Pond... of Life
In the forest, there is said to exist a pond within which answers could be gazed upon and questions dissolved. It is said that the Gods were in good favor on that day of creation, when the pond was formed out of Eternity and came into existence. Qualities of Life were used to build this pond, and those who have approached this small body of water, have come away filled with something appearing quite strange and perplexing to those who have come into contact with the Seeker. Life, evolving from moment to mo...
Be Brave, Be Yourself
From religious beliefs to our own individual thoughts, realization is constantly used as a reminder that our embodiment in physical form contains meaning only within the framework of spirituality and even then, the form seems of little import. Wrapped within pictures, our existence takes a back seat to purposes which seem beyond our control. It is that control point which must be explored and understood. All that is beyond our control is ourselves. That is a very weird statement, but if you get the meaning ...
Dream Well
Immortality survives by it’s very nature of existence. When words become concepts, glossed over by modern day journalistic pride, the concepts become once again words with the difference being that they are now hollow. Flows of thought rambling through convoluted statements hypnotize the reader into understanding nothing but the loss of time. The art of understanding is no more. Wending it’s way to and for, the thoughts which seek an avenue of expression finds itself immersed within illusion a...
Space And The Continuity Of Events
Entertainment, of dubious value, for your pleasure. Within space thought exists. Within that thought process, the mind creates the appearance of the continuity of existence. It pops up in the strangest of places. An earthquake rattles the natives in Peru, it hails in Nebraska, and a pc in Holland exclaims “I don’t have the compulsion to be right any more!” Taken individually, each incident is noteworthy but to a limited extent. Taken as a whole, the mind stumbles in comprehending the th...
The Caress of Chance
As the changes of Life pass us by we look around us and wonder at the glory of Chance. But it is something much more than that. Changes occur as they always do, with some inexplicable reason beyond our conscious control and many times conscious awareness. We play along each day and hope that today a new insight will be gained, a new understanding of something lost will become rejuvenated, that this new day will dawn as it has never before. Alas, to no avail, the sun sets in its usual display of austerity ...
The Magician
Since you’re in the mood, sit back, relax, and let me tell you a story. Once upon a time there lived a magician who had studied long and hard on how to manifest and control the physical elements. Lifetimes were devoted to this singular task. Again and agin, the magician would rise up in power but would still feel unfullfilled, as if something was just beyond his grasp. He just couldn’t understand what it might be. The magician would go from place to place, always searching for that elusive ...
Many Are The Paths
There are many paths which are available to the individual in their quest of ‘seeking’. Which one is the best? Which should be avoided? How does one know if the path chosen will be the correct one? Questions, in their very nature, are designed to confuse and introvert us in seeking answers from the mind, but these questions are irrelevant. The best path for the individual to choose is the one which contains the most interest. When the interest runs out, the path comes to a close, but the funny pa...
Caught In The Web
The force of existence pushes us forward into areas of exploration not always welcomed. Searching, we discover that our existence lies within discovery itself. There is no existence outside of knowledge. Nothing exists outside of the mind. Freedom from slavery is a time honored tradition, but freedom from self-imposed bonds is ludicrous. Who is freeing who? Imposing restraint, we seek relief, searching for ourselves within existence. It’s the wrong place. Searching outside of oneself creates the dre...
Exercising Our Right of Existence
Lost in a world, where shadows rule, where does one find peace and tranquility? As the shadows move from place to place, shimmering in their noble earnestness, where is the light to draw back the curtain of fate? Seeing what the eyes behold, can interpretation be far behind? Nothing exists like our own imagination, daring us to believe at every turn. Seeking we always find, pretending not to notice our creations. Shadows give us form and depth of character, without which, we are nothing. Our survival depen...
Lost In A Dream
Lost in a world of reverie, what is it that we seek to learn and understand? Dreaming of days gone by, we slumber within ourselvs wondering about the meanings. Quietly we digress, lost in thought. Stirring ever so slightly, we see the edge of imagination and pull back in fright. Our slumber has enthralled us and captured our attention. Breaking free means little to those who wish for a sleepy day of rest. Lost in shadows, we yearn to feast our eyes upon the light. Dreaming, we realize that the dream we liv...
Egotistically Speaking...
Pride kills itself by efforts directed to the sole benefit of others. It cannot survive in an area where thoughts for others are greater than the desire for one’s own survival, but on the other hand, desire ensures pride’s growth. We nurture our identities through the use of pride. We WANT others to notice our identities and to exclaim in glee ‘How lovely!’. To that end, we becomes devious and crafty in all sorts of ways. Our identities deserve to be noticed, petted and coveted. Iden...
Hearing The Call
The time of now, the want of now, Nothing stands in it’s way. Revealing itself, it becomes itself, Never modifying it’s stance of diminutive superiority. Time stands still in it’s worship of All. The all of All embraces all. Nothing remains in which to live, Nothing remains in which to recede from. Here and Now the essence of All, Seeks it’s victim in quiet solitude. Fear not as the fear vanquishes the eyes, Of truth and deception in which we are bound. Inward it...
The Clothes We Wear
Sometimes, there comes a defining moment in each person’s life where they can say “THAT” is the point where everything changed for me, “THAT” is the ‘why’ of all that I am and exist for, “THAT” is the ‘reason’. ‘THAT’ can be anything and can range from a simple off-the-cuff joke, to some deep insight into some spiritual aspect of ourselves. In all cases ‘THAT’ is the moment of conception. We are reborn each and every time we ...
Forbidden Fruit
There exists a time when all Life began to shine as individual components of something far greater than that small speck of thought, way in the back of the mind, that insistently calls for resolution. Circling, the thought never becomes vanquished in our life long endeavor to uncover the secrets of this, and every other, universe that exists and/or possibly could exit. The reason for this is that the key to understanding becomes the embodiment of ignorance. To seek is not to find, it merely presents itself ...
The House That Jack Built
Long, long ago, there came to be a time called the Age of Enlightenment. This age of glory was much more than the attached title, it came to also be called the House That Jack Built. Who is Jack and what about the house that he built, what is that all about? Well, Jack was one of those individuals that could look you in the eye and tell, without batting an eye, what lay in those dark recesses that is sometimes referred to as ‘the closet’. He really wasn’t a very popular fellow because, afte...
Let's Pretend
With the quiet expectation of what is sure to come, we await our final destiny. Longing for the future, time passes. Waiting, we wait until we are fulfilled. Experiencing the joy of life, we surrender ourselves unto the darkness that is required so that the day make live. Struggling to free ourselves, we undertake desire and rest in the knowledge that all will be well. Fleeting glimpses of the beyond, we suddenly awake to the thought that something may indeed exist ‘out there’. With force of migh...
Bad Day At Black Rock
Behavioral scientists have recently discovered that a person’s reality is based solely upon their perception of themselves and that as an extension, family, marriage, career and every other associative companionship is completely biased and fraught with emotional desires reflected from the torment that rages uncontrolled and uncontrollable within the patient’s imaginary level of existence. These same scientists state that reaping rewards of a positive nature only encourages the misplaced thought...
Asking Is Receiving
When one asks, an emptiness ensues whereby the coming fullfillment may be realized. In creating space, we create that which we most desire. Out of nothing, the something beckons and ekes out an existence, seemingly beyond our conscious efforts. In destruction, space comes to be removed and all is as it was. The ebb and flow of Life is undeniable and with it’s demonstration, we find the fondness of existence. What joy there is to see yourself! What joy in coming to know that you are Alive! Deep within...
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 possible enemies that I might imagine. It’s a completely false idea. Destroying the destroyer creates an unwavering peace and in that peace destruction is neither real nor imagined. Peace is not just the absence of falsehood, it is not just a state of being or exi...
Late Payment
In between the lines of stirring emotions, a quiet calm exhibits itself in ways not dreamed of outside of dreamtime. Exposing the thoughts that reside with the heart of Man, truth seeks its source and once demonstrated, it becomes impossible to revert to old ways and habits. I long for the days of old where the past came alive with no life of its own. Surviving the storm of our ebullient thoughts, we stake the clam that must be made and fall out of grace. Reaching new heights, we realize that nothing has ev...
The Nobility of Being an Officer
After the Wall of Fire, there were a number of Officers who became disoriented, confused, bodiless and more importantly, introspective. It has come to be called The Sleep of Forgetfulness and there are a number of different reasons for the naming. Among those reasons is the knowledge that these Officers are still playing the Game. They are Officers after all, and Officers live the Codes of their creed. Not one Officer has ever been left behind as a casualty of operations. Not one Officer has ever been forg...
All That It Touches, It Moves Deeply
Beyond the furthest reaches of the bonds of our bounds, there lies the vast territory unexplored and unexplorable. Remaining as it ever has been, it continues to ‘float’ in time awaiting those who may fall out of the mist. Everlasting patience brings it’s own reward. Moving upon the excesses, the domain of our fathers binds us and seeks it’s fullfillment through ourselves, and others. All that it touches, it moves deeply.
Awakening Into Slumber
Feeling our way, we blindly stumble to and fro, ever searching for the way out. From the doom and gloom of our imagination, to the ‘real world’ efforts in which we undertake our desire of self expression, we find that it all comes up short. Nothing quite seems to fit. Thoughts come and go and in the confusion we believe that we are wide awake, seeing all that is to be seen, knowing all that is to be known. There is nothing left to be experienced but what we create. We sleep peacefully, or so we t...