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the constant reply 2008-03-08 07:47:38 your Lover is Life,there is none other than this.so, transform your fearinto a butterfly,and let it fly freeout into the field of its Love.let your eyes reston the boundless beauty of this placeand let your lips only murmurits praise.then, open your handsand receiveall that your soulhas been dancing forthe only answerto escape from the lips of your Loveris Yesit has always been Yesyour Lover is Lifethere is none other than This. Read more:reply
from clay 2008-03-06 19:45:23 i do not know how to stop Loving this Life,yet still i wonder how one can come to leave it behind.the beauty of sorrow and joy,the fleeting power and force of it all.Life, what do you want from me?what hills have you set for me to climb?and why?a pearl pressed in a shellof a darkened grief, will not shine.so, what light do you see here?a stone forged in the cave of misery,does not transform itself into a warm heart.so, what warmth have you found here?could a mind trained only to deceive,ever teach to believe?what would You have me believe?what great task have you set for yourself Life,in the molding of this clumsy model.sculpt me as you will nowbut in a short while,set me to rest in your secret garden.for in truth, that is where I long to be.
A Puppet, Not a Fool 2008-03-05 17:03:49 quit pulling on my string old world!my business is with the certainty of Stillness.would you have me look for rest, in the endless stirring of your wilderness?oh mind, have i appeared the fool so soon?only a mad one would look for peace in your movement.this world is none other than your fabrication,a mirage in the emptiness of my peace-filled Being.seeing this, what would keep me lusting after your illusory creations?with sight restored, would i willingly fall into your pit of darkness?oh mind, have i appeared the fool so soon?you thread a necklace of phantoms,and offer them up as pearls.which blind one would accept such gifts?with stillness Here, who flies with the gifts of a restless mind?oh world, quit pulling on my strings!I will not leave my Home,for your thought-congested roads.
unbreakable 2008-03-04 06:12:32 full of lightwe shocked ourselves in the darkit was then, that the dream shatteredand we realizedwe were unbreakable
fumbling for You 2008-03-04 06:06:51 this life, He tumbles over mewith the might of the unforgiving Seaand while i fumble over that melodythat the Lover humsIt is I that has succumbto the pangs of a violent lovehow this love, it absorbs it allswallowing the sundissolving day into nightleaving only the stillnessof a world asleep to its own soundtime is lost to You Loveand mind is unhinged from its godly throneYet You who is Allremain endlessly absentfrom a dream these sensescannot make sense of(painting by Jack Haas)
the flames of One 2008-03-02 18:23:55 how do i speak to You who is my SelfYou who is beyond speech, beyond wordsYou who looks through all eyesThat bliss-filled facethat can blind even the starsEternity resides only where You areA wonder formless and unboundWhat is this feeling?Who calls to this heart like so?It is YouYou, Who even a Lovers tongue cannot moveFrom that place out of timeFrom that field not of mindYou pull on this heart of mineHow to see what is not born?How to meet what cannot be found?Oh how sweet it is to drownin this You that I Am
weapons of nonsense 2008-03-02 07:32:56 all words are not elsebut weapons of pure nonsensetraps laidby an assembly of empty symbolswords!when the spinning reel of words ceaseswhen it is dropped or abandonedthe stories will dissipateand it will be clearthat nothing has ever happenedno door has ever closedand no one was ever left standing* * * * *“And when this unfathomable, infinite number of living beings have all been liberated, in truth not even a single being has actually been liberated." – Diamond Sutra
Invisible Painter 2008-02-28 08:30:36 (Picutre ~ Electronic Paintings of Sabin-Corneliu Buraga: "Icy Tree Of My Memory") * * * * *this mind you speak of so,you'll never find it.it is as tangible as a morning's mist.mind is past and future.mind is the life stream of your waking dream.it is memories and expectations.a storm of thoughts and visions.nothing more than a collection of ghosts you insist upon.it is the threading of words that paints your world.but it itself is a backless word. Read more:Painter
Forbidden Duality 2008-02-13 11:11:47 (Picutre --- Electronic Paintings of Sabin-Corneliu Buraga: "ForbiddenDuality
") * * * * *when it is only the falsethat falls prey to delusionwhen it is only the falsethat wanders aimlesslyhow can anything be saidto be lost or found?can you sacrifice illusion?can you surrender a shadow?selflessness is the only Realitythough your love for dualitymakes it appear otherwise.
the Great Pretender 2008-02-11 16:31:49 (picture: "Triangular" by Sven Geier)* * * * *tell me friendwho is on a journey?who is this "me" you insist upon?the tellings of thought do not fabricate Truth. tell me friendwhat rests there behind the veil,untarnished by the dance of these play things?what will it take for you to be rid of these shadows?what will it take for you to abandonall your concepts and theories?find me and tell me this dear friend. Read more:Great
This Lucid Life 2008-02-11 16:29:38 * * * * *blindly sailing through your wakefulnessfloating adrift your stream of concepts,you waste time in darkness.so it seems,as time wastes you.oh this waking-dream,how it fools you so.
only a "me" suffers 2008-01-29 08:49:37 (picture: "Up and Down redux" by Sven Geier)What is lacked, desired, or craved, unless thought appears with its suggestions? Mental spiraling always begins with thought. But it ends when thought and its illusive “me”-content are seen through.There really is nothing missing right here and right now, without the thoughts that suggest otherwise. Look and see! What apart from thought suggests the right's and wrong's of right now? Whether it's about the past or the future, it's all the play of thought!Resolve and rest will never come from thoughts. Stillness and peace can never be found in mental movement. So why look for security there?Where thought plays, it is an endless maze of questions and uncertainties. Lacks and dissatisfaction. Confusion and delusion. And where thought plays, inev Read more:suffers
unframe me 2008-01-26 23:43:53 (picture: "Framed" by Sven Geier)i stood in front of the friend todaybut i couldn't be seeni couldn't be heardand i couldn't be movedand in this forgettingi found my freedomthis is the freedomof being forgottenno dull image to beholdno past thought to remindno name to be calledno memories to bindi stood in front of the friend todayfor the first time facingmy unquestionable absenceand in it i facedthe freedomof being forgottenin forgetting meyou have onlysetmefree.so forget me.for i have undoubtedly forgotten you.
Questions from Obscurity 2008-01-22 06:34:47 (picture: "Effortless" by Sven Geier)* * * * *who are you when you speak?and who are you when you relate?and who is it that relates and speaks back to you?do you speak to your mind's projection?or the formless One that is all things?do you interact with your mental ideas?or the formless One that is prior to all conceptions?are you the thought-stream of "me" content?who sees this endless stream?who sees this "me" that is continually constructed and dissolved?from where do your words come and toward whom do they go?who is this that asks, and who are you that answers?this dream appearance implies muchbut it says absolutely nothingto see that you are the all and that the all is you,is to have shed the shackles of inverted perception.but even these words are just concepts.throw them out.wha
Remain Here 2008-01-18 10:51:19 (picture: "Infinity" by Sven Geier)* * * * *those inviting tales the minds presents,will be frightful in no time at all.for the mind never weaves pleasureapart from pain.if sorrow be your chosen companion,then stay immersed in your imaginings.what are past and future but pure mental fabrications?there is no substance to memory and imagination.recede attention from these pseudo-experiences,from these private delusions,and remain free as you've always been.Here.Now.Here in the ease of this first unchanging moment.Remain.
No "I" 2008-01-18 10:47:59 (picture: "Eye of Storm" by Sven Geier)* * * * *"I" is a play, "I" is a cloak"I" is nothing, but a swirl of smokeNo "I" to love, No "I" to stayNo "I" to give, No "I" to takeNo "I" to see, No "I" to hearNo "I" to wake, I disappear
All is the One 2008-01-17 16:46:01 our tendency to idolize an apparent other while minimizing ourself is a most peculiar trait. when all is an expression of One Life, who is the greater and who is the lesser? there are many colors, many containers, but it is the same substance that flows through them all!the mystic says, "i am you." and he says this with conviction. you'll never convince the mystic that you are other than himself. he does not say this because he sees himself as the corpse, the sac of skin and bones. he knows, he sees, that he is not the container. he sees that he is life itself. life itself! how can he be anything else? he is life, and that is all. as are you. and she. and they. it is One Life that flows through many. it is you. can one life be lesser or greater than itself? this One Life is you. this life
Coming Home 2008-01-17 15:28:58 where are you Now?where has mind lead you to?thoughts are thievesso come away from these creaturesthe killer of thought rests Herefor what does thought have to dowith the moment at hand?neither yesterday nor tomorrowcan introduce you to what's Here Nowwhat's Here Now?what is this still ease?come see my friendand restrest Here in your original home. Read more:Coming Home
everything & nothing 2008-01-17 12:29:05 you may be everythingbut this everything here,it is nothing.mere transience.no lasting permanence.it is here now, and it is gone.so you may be nothing.but this nothing here,it is everything.but this, this neither comes nor goes.it is always here now,this that you are.to see this, is to see true.to be this, is to be the eternal you.in everything, there are many questions.and you are all answers.in nothing, no questions come,and you are as you are.so you see,there is everything,and this is you.and there is nothing,and this is you.so to be as you areis to be everythingand it is to be nothing.all at once.do you understand this?
under the Bodhi Tree 2008-01-17 12:28:37 that ever present stillnessis obscuredby the surface currents of minddo not be moved by the appearanceor disappearance of thingsit is all illusionremain always with the unchanging natureof all that is here
unmask yourself 2008-01-17 12:26:20 this momentit is indeed His playcall him what you likegive him any nameLove, Life, or KrishnaGod or Beingthese wordsthey are all without substancefor the righteous seethat He alone isbut a mind astraysays "oh this is mine and i do this"can you not seethat He manages all?wake up!this dream you dreamit is His playand you are the mask He wears.
lost in delusion 2008-01-12 19:59:47 all is mindindeed mind is allfather, mother, friendlover, foeGodwho sees?who speaks?who touches?and what?mind is all.how is anything known?mind is all.subtly perceivethis mental deceptionor remain lostin this groundless delusionall is mindthere's naught else but this mind.
going astray 2008-01-08 07:59:34 if life had intended that you be a sheepit would have made it sobut it did notand so you need notgo astraywho speaks? who believes?who conceives?who directs?who follows?find this one!what words fabricatewhere stories leadwhere the mind wanderswhere is your abode in these?in truth no secret hides from youbut wordsthe game of wordsthis is the trouble
what of it all? 2008-01-03 11:56:06 * * * * *just as the shadow appears and disappearswithout affecting the substance from which it was cast,so to do these life scenes come and gowithout any modifications to that which you areyou are the substancefrom which all things risegood or bad, it is not sopain or pleasure, it is not sothe shadow comesand the shadow goeswhat of it all?
just the facts 2007-12-28 08:41:49 reality appears to be a tricky thing when all we have is our mind to make sense of the nonsense. but reality is actually very simple. it is our interpretation that appears to complicate things for us, for it’s only through our own interpretation that we make mountains out of air.how absurd a notion is it to try and make sense out of nonsense? why not let the nonsense remain as nonsense and move on? events happen. they do. things transpire. situations, events, people, so many things flicker into existence and flicker back off right before our eyes. it’s what they do. things come and go. these are the facts
. it’s the wonder of this fleeting reeling experience we each watch unfold before us, in which we each appear to participate in. but for the most part there are so few of us t
Be As You Are 2008-03-09 07:03:11 thoughts will never show you,your true likeness.they will never thread astory about the real You.words and concepts willnever speak Truth.they cannot.for the certainty that You are,cannot be fragmentedinto words, into images,into the this-ness and that-nessof thought content.why turn to such thingsfor Self reference?why let the falsespeak of the Truth?it cannot.The eternal cannotbe reflectedin the unstable and ephemeral.it is senseless to look to thoughtfor self-knowledge.simply Be as You Are,for Being is the only certainty,in this realm of Your dreaming.
Never Not Here 2007-12-23 08:59:53 so what's here now? the mind stills when this question is posed, and it feels as though attention becomes anchored in the physical feeling of being present. this might make you think "okay i am present" or "okay I am here now." but who is here now? who is present? was your presence or absence questioned when the body-mind was in deep sleep? were you trying to make effort to be what you are then?the body-mind can only allow you to perceive the sensory experience of presence, so to rely on it to tell you what presence really is, or what you are in effect, is to rely on the fleeting nature of physicality. for where is sensation and the feeling of presence in deep sleep? is presence something that comes and goes? questioning your being here now doesn't even arise when the body rests. the quest
restless fragments 2007-12-20 07:59:08 eyes out of focus.open.shut.open.thoughts toss.thoughts turn.a restless mind begins to stir.tears moisten the corner of eyes.it's raining again.and it's time to rise again.what sleeps?what wakes?what rouses the sleeping shadows?I.It all begins with I.But how will it end?
immaculate whispers of the Heart 2008-03-15 19:46:38 be still my inflamed heartand ascend into that Higher Visiondip your ceaseless longingsinto the fire of TruthAdore Thisthe cult of sensual pleasuresbetrays Thisso at onceabandon all desirefor that which is Here NowAdore Thisfor This alone satiatesthat thirst for True Loveand This aloneis the Wholeness within. Read more:Heart
, whispers
unrestricted by reality 2007-12-20 07:59:57 to fear losingwhat i've never hadthis is the dream i dreamto long forthat which is not hereit is the dream i dreamdrowning in thoughtsof some you and ii dream this dreamand i don't know whyi cannot seein the darknessof my own imaginationwhat throws me here?what pulls me out?where imagination rulesreality
hidesfor this is the dream i dreamwith eyes wide open
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