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This plain and simple
reality at the core of all things requires no following, no imitation.
It is simply looking
closely within and discerning the awareness
You truly are, have
ever been, will ever be.
* * * *
It can be exceedingly
tempting
To use some
substance, perhaps many,
To placate, to
overcome, the suffering born of mind.
To use drugs as a
tool of inquiry has legitimate purpose for some,
But unbridled abuse
is a red flag that there is a precipice
Around a corner in
some not too distant future.
* * * *
What a recording you
each and every day are.
As predictably
unpredictable as you might pretend,
You are nothing more
than just another loop,
Another pattern
within all the patterning
In this fleeting play
of consciousness.
* * * *
The mind is the
theater of its own duration.
* * * *
What an absurd, even
inane game it all is,
Yet how seriously we
all together play it.
* * * *
Optimism is blind,
pessimism torturous.
* * * *
Cannot crack a nut
that will not be cracked.
* * * *
Of course it is just
arbitrary opinion, what is not?
* * * *
Be forewarned:
There will be
vampires.
Best never ever
without question
Carelessly trust any
individual or any group
That will in any way
benefit from your involvement
In any given
endeavor, any given scheme, any given intrigue.
It is a sorry truth,
but one well-documented in the annuls of our kind.
