Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Truth or Fiction?

Today was scary. Almost sad, but there is a lot to prevent that. A girl I met asked me out to lunch today. At first I thought it was a good idea. I went off for my daily meditation thinking that would be back there at 1 o'clock. Some time into my meditation I saw that i had been fooled by a well disguised being of Darkness. I didn't go back to meet her. Should I tell her I've decided to join the monastery?

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

My body is full of stuff. Or is it?

Just a post to post. There seems to be too many thoughts running through this mind to be creative.

I'm trying to settle the storm in me. It's hard to know why it exists, but as long as it there, it should be handled.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

When A Recluse Goes Out

When you're having a good time with friends,
Wear something beautiful.
When your made to performs in front of your enemies,
Wear something ugly.
When your enemy kindly asks you how you feel,
Tell him you feel like shit.

When your moving through a busy crowd
Wear dark sunglasses.
When your alone and no one is there,
Remember your friend.
When you can't find the truth in another one's mind,
Walk away and never return.

Yin-yang Non-Dual

I was looking at my yin-yang, happily playing.
But i accidentally dropped it and it spilled over.
The dark half then sank into the ocean water,
I frowned so sad as my stomach tuned over.

Hands open, I watched a, a few minutes later,
It seemed I got a little bit saner.

I stood there and thought "Was this light I was holding?"
When under the water, the dark half seemed to be glowing.

I looked for my mother, I looked for my father,
They couldn't be found, so i jumped in the water.

I swam to the spot and examined my madness
My spilled black "yang" had a little dot of whiteness.
Leaping conclusions brought me better remembrance,
That white half had a little dot of blackness.
And here underwater, the white core was flowing with gladness.
So as my memory cleared, the black core reminded me of sadness.

While Light was hidden under a layer of black
Darkness made illusions for what it did lack.

And sadness came as things came apart.
But Light was revealed as separate from Dark.

Then illusion became a rock then dissolved,
And True-Light became, The Only, The All.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

An Abstract Painting

An abstract painting,
with a face made of triangles.
shoulders made of triangles.
body made of triangles.

It seems a bit confusing,
And beauty lives beyond words.

When I have something to give you,
I will give it.
Thank you for being there to receive.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Science and Children

When i was young I came across the myth that if you held your face in a any position for long enough it would get stuck like that. Many of you have heard this myth also. I recall hearing if from a ghoulish older cousin and not knowing if i should believe it of not believe it. In fact, I carried that feeling with me right up to the present day. And boy how it has affected me.

Now we must wonder a little bit about the nature of these myths and how they relate to life. A Child's mind can be destroyed by false data. This damage is not automatically fixed by reaching adulthood. Actually a child's mind is no different from an adults. The fragileness of each coming from the intensity of false data that it utilizes.

Humanity, the individual and the collective has been successfully stopped by the monsters giving out false data. Here on Earth, cancer kills you after your 40. A mysterious Flu from a certain farm animal threatens the entire population. We have found your heart is diseased and in fact, we can only prolong your suffering. This is the monster which has disguised itself as humanity. These are the words that come from the mouths of scientists and doctors whom are one and the same with that ghoulish child who harasses the other naive children for their own evil satisfaction. Or worst, the ghoulish parent who condemns their child with small doses of death out of their own impotency to pick on someone their own size.

So now in daring defiance of those who wish to make the helpless more helpless here is the truth about that one damning myth: It is not true that if you make a face for too long it will get stuck. If you make a face for a long enough time it will get UNSTUCK. Any unconscious habit done intentionally has the effect of weakening that habit.

Thank you, and please experiment with daring.

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