26 November 2014

Four Hundred and Twelve

412


No culture reigns supreme but through its covetous intolerance of others,
And its ability to subjugate and annihilate through the will born of mind.

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Each of us every day in every way work often times very hard
To hold our ever-changing perception of a universe together.

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In all our myriad forms, all our myriad minds,
We are all the same witness, the same consciousness
Playing out different portions of same mystery.

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The deification of a lie can never be true.

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The repetitive grooves of limited thinking
Only grow deeper and more and more confining
As eternity does its time-marches-on thing.

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What good is knowledge, what good is history,
If you have not learned the many lessons offered?

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You will be at the portal of the one and only truth
When the words no longer sound like just another lie.

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In natural selection, there is the survival of the fittest.
In unnatural selection, it is the thriving of the inadequate.

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A child’s reality is unanchored to the whirling swirl of time.
It is the rare few who truly rediscover that newborn freedom.

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A woman’s affection is often full of limiting terms and conditions,
To which many a male seems genetically programmed to concede.

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If there is any ultimate purpose or meaning to this mystery of existence,
Surely it is realization of the singularity within and without all creation.