16 May 2014

One Hundred and Thirty-One


We are all just monkeys here, an entire planet covered with monkeys.
Jesus was a monkey, and so were Buddha, Muhammad, Lao Tzu, and Nietzsche.
Your father and mother are monkeys, and your brothers, your sisters, your grandparents,
And your uncles and aunts and cousins and friends and acquaintances and strangers and enemies,
And even you, are all just two-legged tree-swingers who one day climbed down
And wandered out into the plain, and many times beyond.

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The heart of awareness has nothing to do with romantic notion.

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How amazing that any so-called educational system
Would not diligently labor to encourage all
To strengthen the given capacities
For the well-being of all.

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Truth is truth, however you may ponder it.

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Resisting change is pointless.
Embracing its ever-changing reality
Makes it far more endurable,
Perhaps even interesting.

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Such a synergistic madhouse, what can you do
But just inanely laugh out loud at the absurdities
We have wrought in our very brief time in the sun.

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A perspective from which nothing freely comes and goes.

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The only thing permanent and everlasting
About this ever-changing manifest dream of consciousness
Is the indivisible quantum essence that permeates its each and every strand.

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You are not your body, your mind, your relationships, your things.
You are not your likes and dislikes, nor the perceptions of all your memories.
You are not your world, you are not your universe, you are not anything under any sun.
You are naught but the awareness of totality witnessing a magical mystery tour of quantum design.