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Each of us, a magnificent magnetic field beyond form.  Through this field, an emergence. It is not really a something, or someone or a certain kind of being. It is that of which we refer to as Love or Light, borne; yet depending on how each word is being held close to one, resultant of the differing perceptions.

The word “born” unused but “borne”; as the former has a meaning of something that did not exist and now exist while the latter somehow gives rise to a meaning (at least to me) of something that is already there but expands or extends or radiate. It is a kind of auric field that is beyond words that each word used suddenly makes it different from what it really is – when it is defined, that is.

To use the word emergence too, is limited. For it is like an eminence or a kind of presence that has always been… as said, a magnificent magnetic field that exuberates. And paradoxically, when “it” is being said, there is already a certain sense of separation for it is not “it” but a happening, beyond the concepts of what makes “I”.

In this presence, the functions of reason, justification, meaning continues and depending on the current theme of the mind, there you have it – the delicious storyline conjured. Nevertheless, what the storyline is, remains for what it is – fictitious.

Yes, there can be headaches, backaches, and shoulder aches. There can be house chores to apparently tend to, bills to pay, telephone calls to answer, emails to reply, dinners to attend, kids to care for… and yet somehow, in a certain retreat, surrendered state despite all the “doing” outside, that field is emitting, permeating… somehow.

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Clear Grey

Every moment
dying
breathing shallowly

as if not enough
intoxicating limitability
with life force not
but suicide substance
depleting what seems desirous to the world
an inner desire to cease.

Asked once, “what do I want”
revealed then, “there is nothing that I want”
nothing fulfilling that of which is yearning
what the world sounds of
…money, relationships, materials…
if only, if only.

Progressing too fast?
What a highway!
Progressing too slow?
What a boat ride!
Progressing Just Right.
Could it be otherwise?

Nothing to say
though so much is being said.
Nothing to do
though so much is being done.
Melancholically Alone
yet paradoxically Pleased
in such Solace.

Indeed, what an irony!

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performed by Fiona Sit

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En+Joy

Enjoy = En+Joy = Engage in Joy

So… when you Enjoy

in all that you do,
in all that arises within you,
in all that you experience,

Joy is what You are.

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Being beyond Meanings

Each moment some meaning arising
Making experience possible
Whether it is appreciation, love or grace
Even anger, disappointment or sentimental.

Imagine
A world without meaning
What would it be like
In experience
Perhaps deep Serenity, Bliss
From the vast contrast of suffering
Hence making peace now more valuable
Void of dependency on meanings.

Yet is it possible
For meaning not to arise
From data taught, churned, concluded
Even an answer from beyond
Only usable for the moment
Once kept, also transforming it to data
Turning wisdom into sheer ignorance.

Can Peace then be possible?
Can Serenity then be graspable?
With meaning, non escapable
Twirling around like the swirling dervish dance.

Yes, yes, we tell you
It is possible, it is possible
Just take a step back
And watch
And another step back
And watch
And another
And another
And another
Until there is nothing else to watch.

Then no longer do meanings rule
Though their dance cease and begin
Each their own time
Released or not
With tools or not
Watch, watch…

Serenity awaits you.

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Gratitude VS Indebtedness

Gratitude is a state of Mind from Love, as in one of the expressions of Love itself. It is a lovely experience as effect created by specific internal and external conditions where ideas are not short of its role in the process.

Yet, Gratitude is not something to hold on to, as in to return the favour, or gesture that has a subtle meaning of bondage; though often, unnoticeable. That is altogether another thing. In fact, that itself is no longer gratitude, but referred to as Indebtedness, as in a debt, or an owing. And we know that no debt or owing can carry an experience of joy and freedom but a sense of need or obligation instead.

Do not get confused with Gratitude and Indebtedness. Gratitude is Love, and Indebtedness is Guilt. Gratitude reinstates you, and Indebtedness makes you lose yourself. They are from different roots and the outcome of experience is each different.

Guilt cannot equate to Love. For Love has no guilt. Love does not require you to feel guilty to repay or to return or to obey. You ‘repay’, ‘return’ or ‘obey’ because of Love, and then it is Love returning to Love, Love reflecting Love.

People say “I am indebted to you forever”. To me, that is a momentary expression and they make it into an obligation, to a point of stressfulness; forgetting the initial intent of an act from another in the first place was to bring about Love and Freedom itself. Sometimes, these kinds of expressions are held on so tightly in the mind that it lasts a lifetime, or even lifetimes. And we wonder, “why God makes us suffer?”

A true act that arises from Love always has joy and freedom in it. An act that arises from guilt will carry resentment, discomfort and slavery in it. And the truth is, you can do anything – for yourself, for another, for the world from the intent of Love, and the word ‘bondage’ or the experience of ‘suffering’ cannot even surface save for moments of unconsciousness – that is, when there is guilt running at the background of the mind, unseen.

When you truly look inwardly into your own beingness, you will be able to discern wisely thus allowing yourself to move consciously in and with Love consistently.  This is indeed the only duty and responsibility we owe to ourselves and the world.

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‘Re-Run’ Now

spoken too soon
without Wisdom
non-expectedly
it came a visit
knocking on the door
once again
a recurring of memory
apparently happening now

but is it really happening now
or only happening in thoughts now
churning out an experience
primeval yet familiar
opposite of Reality

asleep, awake,
asleep and then awake

unconscious, conscious
unconscious and then conscious

if only, if only

yet is it not obvious
a gift it is

the unreleased to be released
the ungiven up to be given up
the unforgiven to be forgiven
the unloved to be loved

only one purpose
only one purpose

the non-goner, a goner
and finally back to a non-goner and a goner again
an endless end
yet it’s ok
all iz well
all-iz-well

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Simply a Doorway

Do you really think you can kill
a person, a situation or even a thought?

That would be ignorance,
working its work.

What you can really do
is to understand
to realise
the cause behind
what that caused you the intent to kill,

and you can be rest assured
finally
smiling and at peace
with a person, a situation and even a thought.

For you’d see,
how you could never hate or resist
a person, a situation or a thought
especially not to the point of killing
but only to the idea of a person, a situation or even a thought –

in the meaninglessness of the idea
you’d finally arrive at your own pain
yet paradoxically also,
Your Own Freedom.

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It is Your Gift

If you were going to a place of where you are reminded of not only the System,
but also made known to the Creation of the System,
rather than the rules that you’d have to adhere to get into some good book;
I would be gladden.

If you were going to a place of where you are encouraged,
to observe your pattern of having to seek approval, love, appreciation and attention from others, and thereafter transcend above them;
I would be assured.

If you were going to a place or a doctor,
to seek a sense of belonging, to feed your sense of righteousness, your needs
or to take an easy way out through the world;
I would be dumb founded.

For you would never know what it is like
to truly forgive,
to truly stand in your own power,
to love unconditionally,
to be One with Love Itself;
and I…

I would be in a state of blasphemy.

For my Love for you is so great that I would and could only bless you
with the awakening to the Truth,
the Ultimate Reality
where there is no separation with and amongst all that you see in the world.

Yet what the System has for you is far much greater,
for It has blessed and given you the greatest gift –
free will;
to choose again, always in any moment…

So if you are blessed with your freedom to choose,
who am I
to stand in your way of your gift
to ask of you to walk with me this road
where I have derived much joy and freedom,
though still in the world of ridiculous rules and bondage?

Still, I am grateful…
for the System is always Perfect
liken to this,
Now,
also Perfect;
and It remains as Is –
never dumb founded, never in a state of blasphemy or whatsoever…
simply Perfect,
ever so blissfully, patiently and unwavering loving you unconditionally as you are;
no matter what you believe you are to be.

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If You Only Knew

If only you knew what lays beyond all your experiences;
you could rest in solace, assured
and unharmed.

Though you may cry, scream, shout, laugh or struggle only with a little smile,
you would play all themes and know you have never left.

For you have come home to yourself,
you have already been your way home,
all these while…
only you didn’t know,
and seemed to have forgotten the road,
as if someone or something had painted it black somehow…

But Light is never far,
for Love will always call you back,
through one form or another.

That sacredness had never been tainted…
Always had been that pure.
Always had been that innocent.
You’d just know you have always been
so so unwavering untouched.

Only now, to be awakened,
transcending it all
by means of the world, through the world, with the world;
though still in the world.

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