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The Aubergine Sky
In the Finnish language, the words patience and suffering arise from the same root. Patience is Kärsivällisyys. Kärsiä means to suffer. Chase away all the restless warriors Where there is patience there is also pain that can lead to suffering But patience is the only way to the right resolution It is the only…
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The Crescent Folly Disengaged into Typee
Was the harpooning justified? The belly of a whale Distended and lost in The relentless waves rolling on the surface of the boat The ambergris will never be recovered The subtle diabetic gourmet truffle spoon And the lantern oil All of it just disemboweled into the ocean To be consumed by the chemical breakdown Of…
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Fascism of the Mind; Placed in the Schism
“We experience the world as we are; we respond to it as we are; we are continuously reshaping it to how we are. That is what the Christian mystics say mean when they say. “My sin is stamped upon my universe. But the Hindu mystic would say, “My goodness is stamped upon the universe.” Both…
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The Abstracted Direction of the Mind
Each and every rehearsed or unrehearsed step that you would take Must have a fastened down tempestuous platform There is no action you would be able to take Without some level of measured repercussion All that you can do is manage the damage, the reactivity By choosing each action with mindful ascendency By taking only…
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Defabricating the Closeted Hemorrhages of the Dogmatic Christian Western Mind
The Mediterranean coast, the birthplace of the rest of the world that no one in the enclosed four walls of the Fertile Crescent had ever seen. Was there an entrapment of the mind, an abdication of vessel searching for the planetary rod elongated? Yes, the belief was that it circled around to fingertip touch…
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The Oriental Fable of the Traveler Surprised in the Desert by a Wild Beast
In his mid-life, at the age of 50, Leo Tolstoy suffered a chaotic bout of depression that eventually led him to a rapturous embrace with the divine…”Thus I hang upon the boughs of life, knowing that the inevitable dragon of death is waiting to tear me, and I cannot comprehend why I am thus made…
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The Callous Dissonance of the Patterns of the Past
There is an historical aftermath There is a rhetorical divide Of all and everything that has occurred before Every scene of every play that you have ever taken part in Was an egoic translocation to the despotic millstone Stagnant pond depths That your feet have been fastened to now There does not need…
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Eschatological Awareness
Chaotic acceptance of transference is now taking place. Within and without. Interregnum warriors are daintily placing their swords on the ground, picking up their crosses, and making their way methodically to the inroads, the places small and insignificant, where they could allow all grief and suffering to expire, where they could release all anxiety for…
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The Graveyard of Dogs
It is the flood of chaos Washing over like rain that will never stop Was there ever a time when I Was without fruitful words, inside Voluptuous and anxious Extrapolating, wielding good grace for Tempestuous tremors How far away was I ever Drawn from the Bardo, the well of souls Not far enough…
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The Fulcrum of Deliverance
This is the moment of recalcitrant reconnaissance When we would recognize that we must not Allow the aggressive tide to wash us over And keep us from adherence to our path Trod us all away Into spectacular arisings That would impede our circumnavigation Into double helix ladder spiral circumference of peace Is there…
Fermenting the Milk From a Prophet’s Tongue 