Engaging In Self Sacrifice

Sacrifice is the giving up of something to that which is far greater than our selves. When we sacrifice our selves we are, in effect, giving the entirety of our egotistical existence up to that which has a consciousness/awareness far above our own perceived corner of the universe. This is the same as proclaiming that we are intent in killing our egotistical nature for the benefit of touching the All-mighty. You see, a duality can not exist when we are in complete harmony with that which supersedes all and through whatever device we may use to clarify It’s name, all fall far short of fruition and so It’s name shall remain Nameless. To do otherwise is but to encourage our own selfish desires to identify and classify our perception. When we identify with our perception we create our world and so move away from the Heart…

Putting The Pieces Together

There always seem to be a number of widely dispersed events occurring each and every day through out the world today. As we are indoctrinated to regurgitate what we are fed, these events come to be looked upon as something far out of our sphere of influence. We come to be ‘innocent’ by-standers in this game we call ‘life’. We may eagerly partake of a chance to give up our own opinions and ideas but when it comes to demonstrating our freedom, we are left hanging and gleefully follow the flock over the cliff of doom. Events happen not by chance but through purpose and design. There is no such thing as a coincidence and an ‘accident’ merely provides a means to displace responsibility…

The Black Panther

Looking in the mirror we see ourselves and in that seeing we come to define ourselves as being. Unfortunately, when we try to fool ourselves by having a memory lapse that we are already being, we come to believe in all sorts of realities and as if by magic, the universe appears. What common agreement need we have? Just because a bunch of lunatics in an insane asylum tend to think along the same thought-lines doesn’t mean that agreement becomes the universal cement in which to create and bind our realities. In reality, it comes down to something far less glamorous - our own selfish ends and like a pack of rabid dogs, we tend to run in packs scouring the land in order to feed…

Babylon Rises From The Ashes

Are you watching it unfold? Unbelieveability abounds in this day and age of terroristic fear mongering. Creating a future for ourselves, will the pill go down as easily as we had once imagined or will that too be put off for another day. As we blind ourselves with ignorance we indeed do become blind - to much more than we bargained for…

Are We Free Yet?

How is it that we are so easily convinced of our freedom while being completely bound and gagged. From our prison cell we imagine freedom and so it appears as reality. As we immerse ourselves in the appearance and leave reality behind we become entertained and in that entertainment our attention wavers from the serious to the superficial. The pictures are pretty, of that there is no doubt and as we succumb to experience, reality recedes into the far distance. It is there on that horizon that we place our hopes and dreams, empty as they are. Freedom is nothing but a state of mind…

Living In A Dark Age

Darkness, that nefarious villain of yore, tends to envelop the unwary and to consume the lazy. When we move away from ourselves, we become very lazy indeed so is it any wonder that we are living in a time of Darkness right now and are trying desperately to get out? In the land of the free, we are bound, gagged and chained. There is no freedom but in thought, for in fear we are more than conquered, we are subdued and enslaved. Freedom becomes whatever it is that we are told. The lazy have no voice, no say in their life of destitution and regret. When we are away from home we become subject to the rules and regulation of whoever’s home turf we have haphazardly stumbled into…

Entering The Fire

The fire of Man is burning desire. What form that desire makes itself known as makes little difference as the damage has already been done. Moving away from our core requires us to deny our very existence and out of that maelstrom life arises in all of it’s experiential glory. Once we taste our own blood we are consumed. Perhaps by fate, perhaps by chance desire comes to be submerged, if only for a brief moment, and we come to realize that we are something much more than the totality of what we think to be ‘ourselves’. In that moment of great peace we also realize that we have lost ourselves to the world. Losing our way, we seek to return home…

A Few Extracts

Reference:http://www.elexion.com/lakota/wisdom/texto41b.htm A few excerpts from “Neither Wolf nor Dog. On Forgotten Roads with an Indian Elder” by Kent Nerburn..

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