Relurking Opening

What a strange place to be Again Residing in between A journey takes off So does a game. Basking in enthusiasm Past traps surfacing Unusual yet familiar Will the end be the same? The illusion of choice Of possibilities Hovering clouds Blurring initial intent. What to become of this In surrendered will In sternest grounding…

Forgotten Gods

When you see that face, those eyes, and their actions… Stepping on children’s chest, pointing those guns in the face of those children, And probably pulling the hair of those women, who seem too afraid to even scream, And be hit in the face again and again, and finally, be violated of their purity… Yes,…

Simple Loving

Loving is really that simple. Just loving, effortlessly. It is only when beliefs and concepts start creeping in, that it makes the experience of loving a little harder hence propelling people to behave pretty strangely towards each other.  As if to stay away, it is possible to deny what is there; as if to stay…

Inquiring into Thoughts

Some may argue that we are being pulled to the past or future by thoughts and that, thoughts are impersonal. It is true. But can they surface in your consciousness if they are not part of your being? And yes, all of us, if not most of us, seem to be carrying the same stuffs. What I meant by saying they…

Conditional Goals

I had the privilege to be given a stage two weeks ago to stand in for a friend to conduct a sharing on thoughts. They were a bunch of university students. Noticing that the crowd was able to grasp what I was sharing on how reality actually works for each of us; similarly and differentiatedly;…