01 August 2014

Two Hundred and Sixty-Six

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You have been mortal dreamer,
Seer, mystic, hierophant, oracle, prophet,
And now you are the truth, the life, the way … That I Am,
Krishna, Shiva, Buddha, Tao, Advuhut, Christ, God, Allah, Soul, Brahman,
However it might be named or baptized by all dreams samsara.
Born again every streaming moment, eternally absolute,
Immortal, sovereign, infinite, supreme, complete,
Prior to all dimensions of space and time.

* * * *
Everyone is a fabrication here,
Hotel California of the quantum blend:
“We are all just prisoners here, of our own device.
‘Relax,’ said the night man, ‘We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave.’ ”

* * * *
Pain is a teacher for the inattentive,
And more than a few seem to get spanked
More badly, more often, than others.

* * * *
Too hot, too cold, too this, too that,
So many minds wallowing in discontent.

* * * *
When death strikes,
It is the living who must endure.
It is the living who must move on to tomorrow,
More alone than they were yesterday.

* * * *
No bird has ever written down even one chirp.
Nor a dog a bark, nor a cat a meow, nor a bear a growl.
This dreamtime would be without even one history
Had humankind not conspired otherwise.

* * * *
Life, going out there and living it, is the only real test.
Except to parents, teachers, peers, bureaucrats, politicians,
Corporations, vampires, and other parasites out to make a buck,
All the examinations, all the papers, are ultimately all but meaningless.