Documenting Eruditions
Posted in Being the Master, Poems on May 4th, 2011
Dancing, dancing!! Celebrating!! Can you feel them all?? Rejoicing!! Hands in the air!! Wings flip joyously!! Skipping all in rhythm to this exceptional dance of wash!! It is like a festival!! A gala on its own!! Making merry the euphoria!! Wiping certain the slate ‘till clean!! Can you hear the “squeak” “squeak” sound?? Can you […]
Posted in Being the Master, Going Inwards, Poems on Apr 30th, 2011
It will be soon You’d recognise me And You will realise You can no longer define me although my experiences my patterns what You may still perceive may be familiar Yet You’d know You’d recognise me somehow though still indefinable Because the Precious is revealed Finally Your eyes open to see who is in front […]
Posted in Poems on Apr 21st, 2011
Have you ever experienced Loving without wanting without being wanted without needing without being needed without desiring without being desired without controlling without being controlled without asking without being asked without hanging on without being hung on without owning without being owned without expecting without being expected without having without being had being there not […]
Posted in Being the Master, Excerpts from Books on Apr 14th, 2011
The voice within is what I honour. It’s what I’m married to. This life doesn’t belong to me. The voice says, “Brush your teeth.” Okay. I don’t know what for, I just move on through. It says, “Walk.” Okay. I just keep moving. Someone says, “Will you come do The Work with us?” Okay. I’m […]
Posted in Excerpts from Books, Poems on Apr 13th, 2011
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains, Lamenting its banishment from its home:- “Ever since they tore me from my osier bed, My plaintive notes have moved men and women to tears. I burst my breast, striving to give vent to sighs, And to express the pangs of my yearning for my home. He who […]
Posted in Attitudes on Apr 9th, 2011
The illusion attempts to create an illusion making an illusionary illusion to make you illusionarily think that there is a closest matter you hold in the heart – memories, a person, a thing – ANYTHING – to prevent reality. It is as if, you are right at the door, and the next step forward is IT – where […]
Posted in Going Inwards, Poems on Apr 7th, 2011
Dreaming To be awaken Awaken In the dream Still Awaken once more From a dream Yet Still in a dream To be awaken From another dream In another dream Awaken From the dream In the dream Of the dream Still dreaming To be awaken Fully Once more All over again Until Finally Awaken. Phew! What […]
I thought this I thought that because I assumed I concluded. I need to be sure else I cannot function so I first observe I collect evidence and then I conclude an I-dea born and act on it. That becomes “I” hard, immovable stapled to the ground the post erected. Until… Wisdom visits. In awareness. […]
Posted in Going Inwards, Poems on Apr 1st, 2011
When one is misunderstood Surely there is another that misunderstands Hence the arising of the accused Accompanying the birth of the plaintiff Like one that is defined responsible The emergence of the irresponsible The rich & the poor The beautiful & the ugly Like extreme heat is actually coldness Like extreme coldness is actually heat […]
Posted in Attitudes, Going Inwards on Mar 28th, 2011
Peace is the closest word, if not the chosen word to the un-wavered state of non-movement and stillness. It is not really a feeling though it feels like it, so it would be wise not to conclude that when there are triggers, peace is gone or that there is no peace. Peace is not something […]