Sunday, December 24, 2017

Talking Self-awareness

In duality, one becomes aware that one is one, this one is that awareness, now self-aware.

There is no error but a necessary unawareness in this so-called process of that self-awareness.

Inner awakening does not save the outer world but sees through it, does not play nice with others but focuses upon oneself.

It is not about the unselfishness of this phenomenal me but the selfishness of that noumenal I.

Self-awareness is enlightenment. Don't buy the red herring.


Monday, December 18, 2017

The Concentrated Tantra of Luminous Dreaming


1.

Manifestation is the deepest deconstruction in awakening as contemplative meditation is the deepest sleep of absolution.

I am manifesting this world now to remind myself I’m not the mirror of the mind but pure awareness as reflecting in this being only.

Manifestation is not an error nor is it evil, as failure to learn is also neither. Just teach your parents better in the next light of day.

John Keats beautifully says, beauty is truth. Truth, beauty. But here and now I say this art of manifesting is the law of self-inquiry—

one calls it negative capability or says it's positive deconstruction. Luminous dreaming works in mysterious ways.


2.

Projection is the world. Manifestation is my self. Projection is obscure. Manifestation, lucid. Projection tries to teach the ignorant but manifestation reflects the wise.


3.

Bliss is the default mode of universal consciousness. It's really nothing special. Unless one has been conditioned to think otherwise. Bliss misunderstood is pain and suffering and all kinds of stress.

Self-awareness is the source of bliss as pure awareness is the ground. Bliss is the ground loop between awareness and self-awareness. Being. Consciousness. Love. Etc.

One in a million is a teacher. The rest is just a puzzle to be deconstructed. After projection is prophecy. Before self-awareness is lucid dreaming—"al shal be wel, and al shal be wel, and al manner of thyng shal be wele."



4.

All the world's a past like intent's desire leaving the world in its wake.

No mind is not no love unless no mind is just all mind.

Some like to keep the world around them sparse because the past is such a nightmare.

Some like to keep the world around them half because of love and wisdom.

In other words, denial still is in the world. Imagination is out of this world.


5.

All hail the great and powerful cause. Belief is everything but love is something else. And severe renunciation is the zen of zen if zen is everything and zen is never something else.

Kissing the projection makes it manifestly mine. Self-awareness takes an evolutionary and reflexive universe according to Charles Darwin, Albert Einstein, and Arthur M. Young. Respect the process.

Turning projection into manifestation is just a matter of imagination. Go ahead. Squeeze the shaman. No thoughts, no prayers, no renunciation. No doing. Just intent's desire and a little imagination will do.


6.

Absolute awareness. Intent. Being. Body-mind. Ego and other as the world. After the projection is the revelator. Self-awareness.

Embodiment is like manifesting self-awareness. Imagine self-awareness three times.

Footnote. Embodiment is not embodiment of the body-mind but embodiment of the universal—

both universal consciousness and its manifestation as the universe. Point a finger. Make a moon.

One learns from the world. Self-awareness makes the world. It all depends upon which side of the mirror I’m looking at or being through.

Projection is like owning a home but renting the world. Baby steps goes the teacher. I make the universe. Who needs to own?


7.

First, the mind divides universal consciousness into the universe and then attempts to find the mathematical equations for how it did so as if it's something other than its violence in reverse.

Thus science is nothing more than reverse engineering.

Kiss projection. Embody the manifestation. Wait for absolute Godot. The chorus sings.

Zhuangzi says there's no good without the bad. The way to nirvana is samsara says the Diamond Sutra. Christ is dying for my sins the Desert Fathers and Desert Mothers say. For every conceptual birth there is conceptual death. Or cherry blossoms.

Love is the light between division. Light is before the thunder and after the unknown. I am the unknown. Here's what I love. Voila!


8.

It's like there was a house but now I see it only in my dreams with walls to walk through and everything is coming up self-awareness.

In this floating world, I'm not a person but people swim within me, for every yang there is a yin and every tower there's a fault—

for samsara is actively nirvana, depending on one's point of view, that is, imagination.

As Newtonian physics answers to quantum mechanics, quantum mechanics answers to intense desire, like William Blake’s Jerusalem.


9.

I thought I was an actor! But now I know I'm just the audience, producer, and director.

Every picture tells a story. Dreaming is becoming a reality. Cutting down an apple orchard takes forever. Eating an apple is returning to forever.

There's nothing wrong with the world a little love can't cure because love knows there's nothing wrong with the world.

S/he not going further is misunderstanding.


Sunday, December 17, 2017

Luminous Dreaming According to Goddard 1


one: I Am

free from the tyranny of second causes

I AM is that which, amid unnumbered forms is ever the same. This great discovery of cause reveals that, good or bad, man is actually the arbiter of his own fate, and that it is his concept of himself that determines the world in which he lives.

When you know that consciousness is the one and only reality - conceiving itself to be something good, bad, or indifferent, and becoming that which It conceived itself to be –

you are free from the tyranny of second causes, free from the belief that there are causes outside of your own mind that can affect your life.


two: Consciousness

you and your world are one

If your consciousness is the only reality, it must also be the only substance. Consequently, what appears to you as circumstances, conditions, and even material objects are really only the products of your own consciousness.

Nature, then, as a thing or a complex of things external to your mind, must be rejected. You and your environment cannot be regarded as existing separately. You and your world are one.


manifested by the arrangement of your mind 

The world moves with motiveless necessity. By this is meant that it has no motive of its own, but is under the necessity of manifesting your concept. Consciousness is the arrangement of your mind, and your mind is always arranged in the image of all you believe and consent to as true.

Magnetism is not generated; it is displayed. Health, wealth, beauty, and genius are not created; they are only manifested by the arrangement of your mind - that is, by your concept of yourself [and your concept of yourself is all that you accept and consent to as true ].

What you consent to can only be discovered by an uncritical observation of your reactions to life. Your reactions reveal where you live psychologically; and where you live psychologically, determines how you live here in the outer visible world.


three: Assumption

a change of consciousness

Man's chief delusion is his conviction that there are causes other than his own state of consciousness. All that befalls a man — all that is done by him — all that comes from him — happens as a result of his state of consciousness.

A man's consciousness is all that he thinks and desires and loves, all that he believes is true and consents to. That is why a change of consciousness is necessary before you can change your outer world.

The first step in the renewing of the mind  is desire. You must want to be different [and intend to be] before you can begin to change yourself. Then you must make your future dream a present fact. You do this by assuming the feeling of your wish fulfilled.


know a thing spiritually only by becoming it

The methods of mental and spiritual knowledge are entirely different. This is a point that is truly understood by probably not more than one person in a million.

You know a thing mentally by looking at it from the outside, by comparing it with other things, by analyzing it and defining it [by thinking of it];

whereas you can know a thing spiritually only by becoming it, [only by thinking from it]. You must be the thing itself and not merely talk about it or look at it.


absolute fidelity to the assumption

Therefore, to incarnate a new and greater value of yourself, you must assume that you already are what you want to be and then live by faith in this assumption — which is not yet incarnate in the body of your life —

in confidence that this new value or state of consciousness will become incarnated through your absolute fidelity to the assumption that you are that which you desire to be. This is what wholeness means, what integrity means.


what the rest of Nature does not possess — Imagination

There is no order in Nature corresponding to this willing submission of the self to the ideal beyond the self. Therefore, it is the height of folly to expect the incarnation of a new and greater concept of self to come about by natural evolutionary process.

That which requires a state of consciousness to produce its effect obviously cannot be effected without such a state of consciousness,

and in your ability to assume the feeling of a greater life, to assume a new concept of yourself, you possess what the rest of Nature does not possess — Imagination — the instrument by which you create your world.


Thursday, December 14, 2017

Ode to S/he


Koan is sword and love is like a koan.

There is no birth nor individual but every baby is the universal satguru.

Pure awareness being self-aware is the absolute in three. Non-duality is neither one nor zero; it's love and wisdom.


I thought I was an actor! But now I know I'm just the audience, producer, and director.

Every picture tells a story. Dreaming is becoming a reality. Cutting down an apple orchard takes forever. Eating an apple is returning to forever.

There's nothing wrong with the world a little love can't cure because love knows there's nothing wrong with the world.


This is called the mother and child reunion. It's only a kiss away.

Pure awareness is self-awareness. Between the two is one.

S/he not going further is misunderstanding.

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Birthday Greetings
(from Prior to Consciousness August 30, 1980)

M. The only way to understand this mystery is to realize your identity with the universal consciousness, which is expressed in the total space. So long as you identify yourself with the human form it is impossible for the mystery to be solved.

Why do you come here and waste your time for an hour or so? If you do some physical or mental work for two hours you would have something to show for it.

Q. These are the hours that are useful; all the others are useless.

M. How can they be useful? I am destroying that for which you say these two hours are useful. I am destroying the identity.

Isn't it amusing that the teaching which destroys the individual is exactly what the individual wants? The answer is that there never was an individual. The knowledge comes that the individual was never there.

Q. What is the realization?

M: Before the idea "I Am" sprouted, you are, but you don't know you are. Subsequent to that there have been many happenings with which you have started decorating yourself. You try to derive the meaning of yourself out of subsequent words, happenings, and the meaning of words ... that is not you ... give it up. You are prior to the idea "I Am." Camp yourself there, prior to the words "I Am."

Saturday, December 9, 2017

the spirit of the eighth


there's nothing wrong with maya.

i remember something being wrong

but now i know there isn't.

i’ve hiked mountains and played tennis.

imagine that.

Quoth the 8th


my word.

a lower state cannot effect a higher state 

but the higher state can redirect the lower state. 

my myth.

Free Haiku for 4 Footnotes to 8 Tantra


It’s all account of love but it’s intent that counts.

Watering down the truth is like adding

water to water.

4 Footnotes to 8 Tantra


The Milky Way reflecting in Ten Thousand Lakes and Jesus as the Buddha—

a lower state cannot effect a higher state, but the higher state can redirect the lower state.

Dreams are not illusions. Somewhere there’s a koan there.

The snow at night upon an Emerson array of branches is like another Nisargadatta sunrise staring across the sky.

8 Tantra


The sleds of Ted and Samuel—they’re waiting for the snow because the snow is waiting for Godot

and Godot is waiting for the first caws of Crow. It's not haiku but it's not exactly rocket science either.

It's like there was a house but now I see it only in my dreams with walls to walk through and everything is coming up self-awareness.


In this floating world, I'm not a person but people swim within me, for every yang there is a yin and every tower there's a fault—

for samsara is actively nirvana, depending on one's point of view, that is, imagination.

As Newtonian physics answers to quantum mechanics, quantum mechanics answers to intense desire, like William Blake’s Jerusalem.


River—

Universe—

Enlightening Intent!

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Seventh Tantra of a Seventh Sutra


My lineage is non-linear.

First, the mind divides universal consciousness into the universe and then attempts to find the mathematical equations for how it did so as if it's something other than its violence in reverse.

Thus science is nothing more than reverse engineering.

Come forth sweet despots of the Tao—

Therefore lift up thy love to that cloud: rather, if i shall say thee sooth, let god draw thy love up to that cloud.

Relax and watch the 'I Am'. Reality is just behind it. Keep quiet, keep silent; it will emerge, or, rather, it will take you in.

There's no telling what you are.


As if the water table slowly grows into an open fountain that swallows the earth.

Each transformative and evolutionary droplet of water rising further or is it falling further. No matter.

Ah Zatoichi! Zatoichi Ah! Ah Zatoichi!

If horror is early deconstruction and comedy is the middle ages, what's the age of enlightenment in deconstruction? Koan.

I'd say more like one in a million. So you're telling me there's a chance?

quiet on the set
it may be just a movie
listen do no harm

Kiss projection. Embody the manifestation. Wait for absolute Godot. The chorus sings.


This wonderful universe is never-ending genesis, coincidence, and revelation. At best, the world is a fog of two in deconstruction. Rock beats scissors. Copy that consciousness.

The sword of koan sees through the slash and blood of two. In other words, last sword first sword. Zatoichi and the Sword of Koan.

Zhuangzi says there's no good without the bad. The way to nirvana is samsara says the Diamond Sutra. Christ is dying for my sins the Desert Fathers and Desert Mothers say. For every conceptual birth there is conceptual death. Or cherry blossoms.

By the way, the turn occurs after the power of three but before the power of seven.

Is being serious good or bad? Does self-inquiry lead to self-awareness or vice versa?

It’s not black and white. It’s north and south.

Love is the light between division. Light is before the thunder and after the unknown. I am the unknown. Here's what I love. Voila!



Sunday, December 3, 2017

six secret footnotes to the sixth tantra


first. western medicine doesn’t mix with heart.

second. i am and the universal. not two.

if you love the dream, make the dream. third.


teachers sell knowledge. students are knowledge. thank god for poetry.

i was told about my birth. and only hear about my death. just imagine self-awareness!

unborn but eternal. in the name of pure awareness, self-awareness is the word of god.

Sixth Tantra. Christmas at Eleven.

Absolute awareness. Intent. Being. Body-mind. Ego and other as the world. After the projection is the revelator. Self-awareness.

Embodiment is like manifesting self-awareness. Imagine self-awareness three times.

Science is fiction but fantasy is as real as it gets before and after absolution. In other words, I am.

Footnote. Embodiment is not embodiment of the body-mind but embodiment of the universal—

both universal consciousness and its manifestation as the universe. Point a finger. Make a moon.

The difference between projection and manifestation is viewers like me and you and an artist like my self.

One learns from the world. Self-awareness makes the world. It all depends upon which side of the mirror I’m looking at or being through.

Projection is like owning a home but renting the world. Baby steps goes the teacher. I make the universe. Who needs to own?

Every wild projection is bested by an ace of hearts. Or a fifth of being. Or Jane of the absolute.

When the going gets weird, the weird turn manifestly self-aware. Like out of nowhere, Santa Claus!

If sex divides and love unites, what are you looking at? Don't believe in the kingdom of heaven. Be s/he.


Friday, December 1, 2017

Tantra Number Five in Seeing Through

belief is everything but love is something else
All hail the great and powerful cause. Belief is everything but love is something else. And severe renunciation is the zen of zen if zen is everything and zen is never something else.

it's like self-remembering
This Tantra says to kiss the idiot or is that Arthur Miller in After the Fall. It's like self-remembering except self is not a memory so there is no question of remembering. Gurdjieff was quite the trickster.

kissing the projection makes it manifestly mine
Kissing the projection makes it manifestly mine. Self-awareness takes an evolutionary and reflexive universe according to Charles Darwin, Albert Einstein, and Arthur M. Young. Respect the process.

squeeze the shaman
Turning projection into manifestation is just a matter of imagination. Go ahead. Squeeze the shaman. No thoughts, no prayers, no renunciation. No doing. Just intent's desire and a little imagination will do.

jesus is all my imagination
And Jesus didn't die for my sins because Jesus never dies. Plus there is no sin. Jesus is all my imagination. Thus Jesus dies so I can see through sin, belief, samsara, hell, whatever name of not nirvana, heaven, paradise

ninety-nine parts attention

love and wisdom, self-aware absolute self I name. Imagination is ninety-nine parts attention to the emptiness of transformation like a headless head aware. And one part dreaming lucidly.

Wednesday, November 29, 2017

four footnotes to the fourth tantra

consciousness talking to consciousness sounds like an affirmation
but it’s just talking girl

it’s not that there’s not
pure awareness
it’s that there is
self-awareness
not two by half

four footnotes to eight couplets at half-time

prohibition doesn’t work because old medicines
not fade away

compassion before deconstruction
garysnyder notwithstanding
chuang tzu meeting zhuangzi on the way
no axe makes the axe

Fourth Tantra in Eight Couplets

All the world's a past
like intent's desire leaving the world in its wake.

S/he not being loving is
busy dying.

No mind is not no love unless
no mind is just all mind.

In fact, the past is resurrected by great love,
oh listen to this tantric Jesus talking.

Some like to keep the world around them sparse
because the past is such a nightmare.

Some like to keep the world around them half
because of love and wisdom.

In other words, denial still is in the world.
Imagination is out of this world.

This is called Tantra of Intrepid
Self-Awareness.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Six Footnotes to Third Tantra on One Bliss

It’s not nothing.

If pure awareness, then self-awareness. If self-awareness, then being. If being then dreaming. If dreaming then the lucid dreaming of self-awareness. If self-awareness then pure awareness.

Ah ha! Svaha!

Just imagine this as that and that as this and all is bliss.

Lucid lightning—

“in the very moment, in the natural disposition of pure being, as the original hyper-space that we cannot abandon, the natural state of pure pleasure is spontaneously arisen.”

Third Tantra

Bliss is the default mode of universal consciousness. It's really nothing special. Unless one has been conditioned to think otherwise. Bliss misunderstood is pain and suffering and all kinds of stress.

Self-awareness is the source of bliss as pure awareness is the ground. Bliss is the ground loop between awareness and self-awareness. Being. Consciousness. Love. Etc.

In the waves appear distortion. This is called samsara. Like reflections in a mirror. Or thinking otherwise. Seeing thru the looking glass—
          In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
          A stately pleasure-dome decree:
          Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
          Through caverns measureless to man
          Down to a sunless sea.
I am manifesting this. I never not was manifesting this.

One in a million is a teacher. The rest is just a puzzle to be deconstructed. After projection is prophecy. Before self-awareness is lucid dreaming—"al shal be wel, and al shal be wel, and al manner of thyng shal be wele."

Self-awareness already happened so to speak. This is just the sound and fury of thunder—and chain lightning. It's little understood that Buddha is telling Buddha what to do if Buddha meets Buddha on the road.

It's called loving deconstruction. Also, after Buddha kills Buddha there is—only Buddha. Like after Sutra is Tantra.

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Talking Out of the Ordinary

Ordinary (adj.) Early 15c., "belonging to the usual order or course," from old french ordinarie "ordinary, usual" and directly from latin ordinarius "customary, regular, usual, orderly," from ordo (genitive ordinis) "row, rank, series, arrangement" (see order (n.)). ~etymonline
Love is not ordinary. But those who think it is are. For samsara is extraordinary. Pure awareness is out of the ordinary. Or rather that unknown godhead ground upon which the ordinary is projected.

Attention may be given but awareness is beyond such an ordinary transaction—despite the careless, effortless, and apathetic existentialism passing as wisdom-speak these days.

For awareness sends not its love into the world to reckon the world; but that the world through this unconditional love may be seen through. In other words, this unorthodox methodology of self-awareness.

Thursday, November 23, 2017

My First Untitled Symphony


Don't believe the myth of self. Deconstruct the world. It's Chinatown. Forget it. The only known is being. That's the only knowledge of the absolute unknown godhead that there is. But don't believe this either. Even being is conceptual. In other words, I'm like the razor's edge. One belief and it's the Fall of Man.

Since the only known is the unknown, I dream the knowing this in mythic style. Every koan reveals bizarro world. So forget logic. And don't get me started on western medicine. It's time to leave my Maya's cellar. Who are you? Lately I’ve been dreaming the marriage of William Blake and Julian of Norwich.

Since I'm here already, let's make this evolutionary self-awareness a city on a hill. Remember Alice. It's wonderland. Construction! Pure awareness being self-aware is the only story. Like boy meets girl except non-duality. I kind of like the sincerity of Old English over irony of post-modern, or shit, the lazy existentialism of the present. But hey that's me.

Good myths are all unthinkable but a great myth is unbelievable. So imagination is to self-awareness as self-awareness is to imagination. So manifesting is direct path as if this universe is the result of some big bang. A river runs through the canyon of the dead. I turn on. I turn off. Like some common loon if seen from shore. The walrus was Big Sur.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Eleven Apocalypses by Merrimack River


Fate is everything but love.

The conceptual dream is like a pinball game of Newtonian physics until body-mind is dropped and quantum love creates another unknown vector for another dream.

This is called reincarnation. This is called resurrection.  This is in the same genre as that of alternative universes.

What is called desire by the world is not desire. This so-called desire is like following a train of thought as fast as thought can go until I think I'm catching fire.

True desire is Intent's desire. This intense desire is at the speed of love, or light.

What the world calls desire, I call secret ambition. What the world calls crazy love, I call desire. I can hear her heartbeat for ten thousand miles.

True desire isn't catching fire. That's just an extreme thought. True desire is the fire. There's nothing to be got.

You cannot break the rules of pinball, or samsara. Remember, the pinball wizard plays by intuition.

Intuition is another name for intense feeling. Feeling is another name for intense love. Love is another name for intense desire, a colloquialism for Intent's desire, Self-awareness.

Like actual deconstruction doesn't break the rules; it gets to know them from both sides.

november river
no boats no docks no nothing
wild unborn water


Friday, November 17, 2017

Footnotes to Second Tantra. Koan of Myself.


Every word a king, every line a footnote.

Listen, Shakespeare deconstructed all the classics, including all of Shakespeare.

Like the opening of Lankavatara. Like the resurrection of Christ Consciousness.

Focus. Belief is to religion as love is to self-awareness.

Alice in Wonderland, Four Agreements, Einstein, Nisargadatta, Longchenpa. What is The Second Tantra of Manifestation?

A prophet without honor is like an actor in some movie, but every prophet is producer and director, so never mind.

Manifestation without self-awareness is like believing in a yin of projection or the law of attraction.

Synchronicity is to happening as desire is to ~absolute intent of pure awareness being self-aware~ shining through the early morning fog, bare trees, harlequin moon.




Second Tantra of Manifestation


Projection is the world. Manifestation is my self. Projection is obscure. Manifestation, lucid. Projection tries to teach the ignorant but manifestation reflects the wise.

Projection is the world of my conditioning, the comedies and histories of tragedy, the whole samsara of it all.

Manifestation is nirvana like the seven billion golden Buddhas reigning over seven billion universes of one consciousness alone, each the Christ of gloria in excelsis deo.


Projection thinks like some religious reincarnation doing the same thing over and over again expecting unbelievable Einstein. Manifestation feels like instant self-awareness.

Curiouser and curiouser that one realizing what the world involves continues thinking in a worldly way of thinking while wholly knowing that this way of thinking is insanity according to that same Einstein.

There's more than one way to skin a samadhi.


Wednesday, November 15, 2017

footnotes to a declaration

and when i get that feeling, i need that natural healing, like penobscot mountain in acadia, or simply being, sexually or not—

what if whatever the world calls health was not? what if bizarro superman was the secret coke of buddha? what if one manifests the dream as it is—lovingly lucidly luminous—to the power of ten-thousand Maya?

here's an inside joke. intuitive observation is the force. as if synchronicity is past seeing future now, and vice versa. the one called gurdjieff would call this self-remembering. real yin. true yang. like tao.

this is dedicated to some amazing places: Acadia, Big Sur, Monument Valley, Grand Canyon, Half Dome, The Atlantic, Pacific Beach, Canyon Del Muerte. like hiking in Enchanted Canyon on the the east side of barbed wire.

if I am That, then That goes I, power of three. here’s the darkest secret, all sex aside, there is no secret. all secrets are sexist.

the simple Zatoichi speech: deconstruct belief but don’t throw out the baby love.
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A Declaration of Electrical November

It's not exactly freedom from the game of life. That would be insanity. It's playing by original rules, but manifesting new ones as I go along. My game on Cold Mountain.

Eternal ash trees in New England winter woods aren't exactly bare trees as almost every branch contains one ethereal amber leaf. So don't throw out the love that held belief together!

If self-awareness is a fact of omnipresence, being is the knowledge, and evolution, story. All is necessarily eternal. Thank you, thank you, thank you. But don't drink the electricity!

Excuse me while I kiss the Christ! Chain lightning over Hopi! Talking consciousness. In other words, on the grid not of the grid. Beware electric blankets.

Talking Tree and Verse

Consciousness is like sapwood uniting ground to leaf. Jesus, speaking as Christ Consciousness, says a similar trope this way:  "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.”

No amount of thinking gets the living leaf to ground, so death is not an option. Thus, to the world, experiential consciousness is quite the radical idea, but to experiential consciousness, the world is only an idea.

Simply said, there’s absolutely no one but my self. At worst, the world is my projection. At best, my manifestation. For I am the only poet! And if another poet once said, poet be like god, I am that god, I am.

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Talking Self-reliance I Am Deep Sleep Truth

Social conditioning obviously stresses the importance of the social above all else. And so the world becomes all-important, its economies, policies, and philosophies. There’s nothing wrong with any of this. Through samsara I turn to nirvana.

But the world is only relative to the world and absolutely irrelevant to the absolute truth. There’s nothing in it for oneself. Self-reliance is not about a person working wisely in the world, but the experiential fact there’s only oneself and consciousness is the only knowledge.

Knowing this as absolute fact, along with those deconstructive corollaries of projecting and manifesting, is the only way to truth. Knowing this primal original knowledge is all there is—dropping like dreaming falling into absolute unborn deep sleep self-realizing.

Saturday, November 11, 2017

footnotes on an island

what is awakening?

when kensho happens late in life but who knows what on earth this kensho is—maybe dementia?

what’s so bad about bliss?

here we are now. nirvana is samsara. imagine me?

what if aliens were enlightened and earthlings were not?

consciousness only. experiential always. don’t forget the pain of belief. always further. furthur?

to subtweet or not, is that the question?

My Private Island Stand-up Sutra


It's never what you think it is but it's always what you know. If every Buddhist killed the Buddha, there'd be no Buddhists—only Buddha. I mean it's not exactly dropping body-mind. It's more like renting.

Then again, what is body-mind if I don't think about it, sailor. The world is doing everything in its power rubbing the red dust of the world out of my eyes. Talk about tough love! Still, it's best to do some light reading—like mystery sutras—before one's eyes are opening.

All I know is consciousness. Like I was only told about my birth. And the senses tell me everything appears as attributes of energy—light, sound, smell, touch, taste—but everyone says the material opposite and I go believe them. I don't even want to think about their takes on death!

But Maya has a vital, crucial, consequential part to play in self-awareness. Many parts in fact. Everyone.

Imagination—when released from its conditioning—is free to picture self-awareness as it is—or as one imagines it to be—my private Lankavatara—off the coast of Maine so to speak.

As self-awareness is so self-evident, it's easy to forget the Dark Ages. In the blink of an eye is born a new belief. As they say, if you're not going further, you're gone again. Even if Hunter S. Thompson never said that, he said that.

Truthfully and experientially, all appears in consciousness. But once there was a great notion otherwise. Always respect your roots. The world scares you awake. Give thanks every night. Don't hurry absolution. It happens every early morning. Imagine self-awareness. As if I am the Light! Cameras! Projection!

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tl;dr 2

imagine the world
as some bizarro realm,
like this reflection
in a funhouse mirror
where everything is opposite of truth.

it’s a crazy game for sure.
but now, it’s dealer’s choice;
i get to call exactly
what is trump.
imagine that.

Friday, November 10, 2017

Son River’s Seventh Sudden Symphony


Confusion begins believing there are others who impart their precious knowledge to myself—

there is no one but oneself and that is all the knowledge there is.

Without this experiential understanding, the rest is so much noise and commotion.


So a sage points a finger to the moon and the world believes it has to go there.

But listen to the little lower telling, I am Moon as You are Moon and We are All the Absolute's Reflection.

The only authenticity is consciousness. All belief is second-hand.


Not that there's anything wrong with this—

for the world—is like a Mayan auditorium—and Beethoven's Ninth is the teacher—

the violence and sirens—the lies, betrayals, ignorance—and inattention to—All the Signs of the Prophets—followed by an Ode to Joy and Kensho—


In consciousness alone is the energetic feeling of the senses before the mind creates a story all about it

—call this bliss—

and that eternal sudden insight into unborn Absolution—I am That


Every lover knows what rebirth really means.

Every single person knows that sudden sighing of well-being

in deep sleep—like Death I would imagine.


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Wednesday, November 8, 2017

going prime. a sonnet.


dm while openings are available.

first consultation is always free.

i know the sidewalks of the broken-hearted.

jesus imagined all your sins already.

go in peace. pay at the exit.

buddha explains everything in exquisite code.

jesus lives it. this is my humble translation.

buy it or not. the odds are one in a million.

the joke is i am. text me already. priceless.

get in on the ground floor while you can.

options are still available. no irony necessary.

sonrivers.not2@gmail.com



Marketing Water 101


It's not like I’m asking you to sell your soul! I just want your money.

Or maybe you still think your money is your soul. Then my bad. Turn, turn, turn!


Once I tried to give my book away because this woman really wanted it. She wouldn’t take it though. Like it had to be a bargain. Seven dollars!

So buy my latest books tonight. The price will triple maybe more tomorrow or the next. I’m practicing guerilla marketing. Beginning now.


Bottled air is the very next phase. Do you believe it or not? And bottled air is the name I call my words. Coincidence?

My words don’t come cheap. Since they’re actually bottled in space. And available only here. Avoid all other worlds.

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Water for Sale


In a perfect world there are no words, but words are that which make the absolute unknown and pure awareness god buddha nature brahman tao or that, perfection.

If the god called pure awareness is omnipresent, and omnipresence is obviously and manifestly self-aware, then the storied stuff of process in-between is called 

the evolutionary self-reflexive universe, myself in being self-aware, eom. To the senses come a scent of roses, cherry blossoms, Italian-roasted coffee.


Despite philosophies that go against the grain, a vein of love runs through their breathless conversation like a fantastic movie, O Romeo. But my black light reveals a universe of psychedelic colors—

self-awareness is like now knows now without the when or then or any other sound of silence. Listen! The world is just a box of dreams I dreamt more than thirteen billion years ago.

There's nothing wrong with the world that can't be unbelieved. And unbelieving is the gist and perk of my patented contemplative meditation. Just pure awareness being self-aware. Buy it or not.

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

tl;dr 1

outer desires make the world
but secret desire is most wholly desire—
call the difference suffering.
open heart, swallow story.

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Secret Footnotes to First Tantra


The Red River parts itself

and there is one John Wayne—

it’s all an inside joke.

Dreams die a thousand deaths but live just one.

I never tell a story I can translate. So

ten thousand inarticulate mystical words of the one and only

heart. Emptiness is story and vice versa, November.

First Tantra of Manifestation


One of the benefits of a leafless season starting in November is the woods across the way empty—and thru lucidity the river sparkles! Part one.


The sirens of the world enticing me with all their advantageous knowledge in exchange for unavailing love and wisdom—

they promise wealth or possibly world peace, whatever floats your boat. For war and peace is equally delusional.

Awakening of deconstruction is the only worthwhile wealth of mind. Only resting in that meditative and contemplative sky of absolution is

there tranquility of silence. Opposite, pacifists and warriors create the yin and yang of such duality.

This is actually the dance of Maya called Samsara—don’t be fooled again says Who. Part two.


I remind myself there's just myself again and again and again. This is called versification. 

And in the world of temporality, tonight is the longest night. And full frost moon to boot!

O November night as daylight savings time is deconstructed and the meta-paradigm of a scientific and material world 

is dropped for one sacred hour, science is conceptual only, as economics is material only, and both are but appearances 

in Consciousness only. I cannot emphasize this fact enough. Consciousness is the only knowledge known.

What passes for knowledge in the world is knowledge of the world. That is the joke behind every koan.

Do not ask what is the meaning of life. Ask what is the grass? For Joshu answers dogshit! Part three.


Yes, no view on views, but on this longest night with full frost moon, what about a revelation?

Manifestation is the deepest deconstruction in awakening as contemplative meditation is the deepest sleep of absolution.

Part four.


I am manifesting this world now to remind myself I’m not the mirror of the mind but pure awareness as reflecting in this being only.

Call this Alice Through the Looking Glass or The Platform Sutra. I call it Consciousness Only. I am that I am.

Manifestation is not an error nor is it evil, as failure to learn is also neither. Just teach your parents better in the next light of day.

Part five.


Listen. Fake worlds have real news. William Carlos Williams calls it poetry. William Blake calls it prophecy. Christ calls it tantra, love.

John Keats beautifully says, beauty is truth. Truth, beauty. But here and now I say this art of manifesting is the law of self-inquiry—

one calls it negative capability or says it's positive deconstruction. Lucid dreaming works in mysterious ways.

Part seven.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

For Emily Nee Dickinson

as body-mind is a creation of consciousness unaware,
as consciousness becomes aware,
body-mind mutates accordingly, as kundalini is released

"oh life! oh home! how wonderful you are"
"poems are my solace for the eternity which surrounds us all"
"the liberty to die"

movie review. a quiet passion.
emily dickinson
as 2001 a word odyssey

this plate is dirty says father with disdain.
emily takes the plate he gives her breaks into pieces on the table
says it is dirty no longer

the hell of your beliefs. the heaven of my transformation.
friend says to emily you may be deepest one.
emily counters i dont demonstrate that at all

'oh my dear, you don't demonstrate. you reveal'
"we deceive ourselves. and then others. it is the worst kind of lie."
"give me something pressed from truth and that is poetry"

"it's easy to be stoic when no one wants what you have to offer"
says emily
"but posterity is as comfortless as God"

"don't resist your vices Emily. it's your virtues you should be wary of"
I create my past with every word I write
in fact the world is my creation

imagine Emily on social media
feminist in her beliefs and universalist at heart and as powerful
as the great unknown

Emily
is
flaith

I am,
your loving goddess,
nobody, but who are you?

"this consciousness
that is
aware"

This is dedicated to John
Dos Passos
knowledge is consciousness but story is mind

Spirit is always filthy rich on the inside where it counts
Basho was a ninja and not as public as a frog appears
If everything is appearing in Consciousness, then

Consciousness is everything.
Hey baby, do you want to be in the movies?
Oh my dear illusion,

after one has lived a life,
one lets the life live you.
If not, delusion.

And ageism is the last pride and prejudice standing.
What me die?
No. It's what, me born?

All I know is awareness.
If deep sleep is like a reset,
death is like deep sleep.

Self-awareness is the evolutionary universe
experienced as suddenly now.
After a long deep sleep,

this is the only meaning of life.
Wake
up!

twenty last syllables

seventh secret haiku
one medicine leads to another
realization is kundalini too

secret footnotes of the seven revelations

SENIORS MUTATE OR DIE

in other words,
awakening is experientially material
but metamorphosis is not disease.

does western scientific materialistic medicine diagnose and treat
enlightenment of mind and mutation of body
as disease?

exactly!!!
physician heal thyself!
consciousness only.


The Seven Revelations of Metamorphosis


First. The insidious nature of samsara is convincing love
the world is salvageable. So much pointless effort. Sad!

Second. Democracy is just a recent innovation. Division
always ends in the lowest common denominator. Too bad, so sad! 

Third. Nathan Jessup only says what Plato knows
about the general public—you can't handle the truth. 

Well here it comes comma here comes the turn comma there are
no people comma there's just myself comma oneself period.

This is the prophecy of William Blake beyond John Milton and beyond
America and Prophecies of Daniel, Lao Tzu, and Nisargadatta.

Let all with ears to hear, listen to my anti-koan—
if a tree falls and I don't know it, the tree didn't fall.
  
All I know is this one consciousness and
all appearances within this omnipresence

and this consciousness is like a great
godly reflection rounded by deep sleep

pure immaculate unsullied undiluted crystal clearly absolutely undefiled
untarnished faultless stainless spotless innocent oh true awareness! 

It's not so much enlightenment as much as
the mind being rewired—open or be closed.


Wednesday, November 1, 2017

EOM: Visions of Mount Major

Imagination is the thing
but desire is the feeling creating it—
like enlightening intent
bouncing off the walls of the world.
This is why it’s well-advised to always desire higher.
Lost in thought, I once went off the trail while hiking Mount Major.


Tuesday, October 31, 2017

EOM: Burning the Sage

Consciousness is indiscrete,
but in reflexive self-awareness
one comes to oneself
through this one discretely
evolutionary individual—
there is no other, there are no others.

Self-awareness is not a social movement.
In fact, the sage advice to seek inside
implies the downright opposite.
And as it's my head going headless,
I thank the sage by burning the sage,
and take my own spirited counsel further.

Monday, October 30, 2017

EOM: Politicians and Mystics

All politicians live in the belly of the beast—
most are digested within
acids of intrigue and enzymes of wealth—
becoming waste of empire.

In duality, there are two basic domains.
Politicians live in the various states of two.
Mystics travel on the interstate of one.

Division always leads to more division.
Wholeness is received in absolution.

Sunday, October 29, 2017

Haiku Plus One

Reincarnation in this consciousness is such a seamless event,

I never know what hit me, says Basho.

Maple tar spots on dull red leaves says William Carlos Williams.

I die a little death with every single breath as long as memory isn't one with our desire, Jacqueline.

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Footnotes and Quotes to One Delight


Once upon a time, I named my web log, Dropping a Paradigm.

I know Maurice Frydman tries his best and I'm forever grateful.

But every now and then, Jesus gets real.

This is procedure for the evolutionary but reflexive process of self-awareness,

this so-called firmament of pain, suffering, and search for meaning.

String theory is what happens when the divided mind attempts to understand nonduality.


Inspiration is forever in this world—but revelation is out of this world.

In other words, love is in the world but not of the world. Say it again.

Naturally, as mind is the definition of knowledge, mind misunderstands that great unknown.

“Love is all you need. Nothing you can know that isn't known.”

The mind is like Coyote—as it crosses I-40 outside Sky City—strolling thru the passing lane—and I am flooring it to pass the car I’m passing—

and as I instantaneously crash, burn. and die, here I am, not skipping one single heartbeat. The river knows it’s only a river and never believes it’s not a river.


“It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.”

One comes to Nirvana by way of Samsara, namaste.

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Sonnet on Consciousness for Delightful One


The modern meta-paradigm that consciousness is just a product of the body-mind—drop it. And there one is. Consciousness dreams hard.

And parenthetically, wisdom doesn't say I’m nothing. That's the mind's translation for 'not mind.'

To be born of the spirit is just another way of saying one awakens to this experiential fact of consciousness only, born again to the unborn.

This world has never been material but more like temporarily unenlightened of one's immaterial lightness,

I manifest my way to re-enlighten: the school of hard knocks, tough love, and dream interpretation.

And the Newtonian Universe had been disproven, yet I hesitated in accepting that ancient, perennial and quantum truth.


Only love reminds the mind of its own secondary place, as consciousness is whispering to consciousness this sweet holistic message.

Love is what the mind calls it, as consciousness talks to consciousness. Thus it's said that love is everything because consciousness only. 

So, as the mind is busy deconstructing mind, and 'no mind' to the mind is mistakenly believed to be a nihilistic nothing,

it’s beneficial to hold on to Love, Compassion, I Am, Being, or in other words, myself as consciousness only.

Otherwise, let the mind games begin again. Do not pass direct path. Do not go back to jail.

So, as consciousness is the only view, there are no other views. This is called no view on views. I Am is only. There is no modifier.


It follows that the world is of consciousness, by consciousness, for consciousness, and in consciousness, to go our Abraham one further.

Yes, it's difficult to hear that I create my own Samsara, but if I listen, suddenly Nirvana.


Friday, October 27, 2017

Quote Unquote: there's no other, Pip


As above, so it is below. And as the world at war, so there is a person.

But as memory makes the person, suddenly is realization never forgotten!

Headless and universally with heart, this godly ghost I am—

I'm hallowing with bloodless words upon this late October half-moon night.


Darwin read the right directions but survival of the one is in reality the game.

There is no one but myself throughout this echoing so-called Big Bang, but understanding this

self-evident truth is like a Waterloo of relativity for societal conditioning.

Quote unquote: it's not the loss of ego that's important, it's the understanding there's no other.


Like thinking being good is something you can do when being only ever does you good.

Like writing to the world when every secondary character is merely in my headless head. This is called allusion—

I like the sea that's being boundless now within this clarity

as if the rockbound silvery Mount Desert Ocean is openly eroding thoughts of me.


Quote unquote the footnote: reference Pip is what Ishmael is experiencing while speaking of that one white whale

—"the intense concentration of self in the middle of such a heartless immensity, my god! who can tell it?"—

tells the universe collapsing into Self-Awareness is the Loomings, Epilogue, and Story of Reality,

is telling Herman to his woman lovingly, 


with an immensity of heart—

this is dedicated 

to the one

I love.












Sunday, October 22, 2017

Nondual Couplets for Kerouac


Kerouac is like the Bodhidharma of America from French-Canadian Catholicism bringing mystic Jesus Buddha love to desolation landscapes.

Stories speak of good and bad and what each wants but what about this need for story?


I went to Big Sur to see where Jack was crucified upon those cold indifferent and uncaring rocks of Robinson Jeffers.

Don't forget the world is hard and full of want, and stories are soft like blood and guts, but only dreaming is what I need to be.


I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by scientific materialism until dementia settled in, or was it worst minds?

Quote unquote, it's not easy seeing through oneself when one has faith in nothing and forgets I am.


I'm not much but I pass through the eye of a needle. To say there are no words is just a waste of words. I am the word.

God, the world itself desires cancer, all about continued growth. The spiritless are like demented zombies, William Blake.


Death is as experientially unproven as any unidentified flying object so why do you believe in it?

Whatever way I take—direct, circuitous, or some other middle path—there is only self-awareness. Dream on, pure awareness, dream on.

Friday, October 20, 2017

Quote Unquote: Deconstructing Deconstruction

As long as one thinks there are others,
one is still learning to know oneself.
The lesson of a dream is not the story of the dream
but just the fact itself of dreaming.

Thus,
there are four
declensions
of deconstruction.

First down is seeing through the other.
This is called comedy.
Second down is seeing through myself.
This is called spirituality.

Third down is seeing through manifestation.
This is called luminous dreaming.
Fourth down is seeing through the light of consciousness.
This is called nirvana or the kingdom of heaven.

Inspiration.
Revelation.
Illumination.
Absolution.

Tuesday, October 17, 2017

EOM: dominion

As if one can take a side
while being whole—
the world is never at or in war;
the world is ever of war.

To deconstruct this house of cards
and all its kings and queens and jokers
is an endless pointless game;
to deconstruct myself is seeing through it.

I as consciousness is all there really is.
Belief alone has manifested all the world
to be this stage of self-awareness—
believe it and not.

If I don’t question my dominion
in the dreams of night,
why should I yield the issue
in this one of day?

There are secondary characters galore
who try to steal my thunder—
priests and scientists, politicians and insurgents.
Let them taste my lightning!

So is all within myself
or do I project myself as all?
Never mind; this self-awareness is
one view without a view.

Monday, October 16, 2017

Is Desire a Dirty Word?

The word is not absurd because it rhymes. I don't need a laugh track to know which way the world sucks. So do not ask for whom the world wakes.

Laughter is the best Indian. The emperor has no clothes, Dogen has no body-mind, I haven't got a clue. Non-duality is easy. Nothing is hard. As nature is all about the kill, consciousness is all.

I pause for a word from my sponsor: aumdada. The Beatles are bigger than Buddha in my book. If desire is the fire, love is the light. It is telling what I see. It's just imagination getting what I need.

Jigsaw solid Dali listen lover Venus serendipity tomato mattress salamander deconstruction tractor Rome meander wonderland will be the very next fad.

Love informs desire, emptiness is unforgettable. Desire is not a dirty word but pure as night. Politics divide and sex unites, love. Just thinking is overthinking it. Imagine her, Arjuna.

On the interstate of possibility, each exit is imagination following desire. Dropping body-mind is seeing through the politics of sex and every fucking other oblivious belief.

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Without a Net

Friday the 13th dropped by and asked to say a word beyond postmodernism but before the revelation. Here lies the moon without a man, and earth without a woman.

Science is the god of relativity, and pragmatism is the god of fundamentalism. So here belief is either yin or yang without the tempering of unbelievable Tao.

It’s such a nice try, but I am seeing through belief by seeing through myself. What better way to know without a doubt, in faith, the world is therapeutically fallacious, than by imagining my own?

This is called the highest deconstruction. It’s also called the deepest deconstruction. Unraveling another way, one can also call it neti neti without a net.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

EOM: the only known

all appears in consciousness—
no wave, no particle.

that I am
is the only view;
that I am That
is no view on views.

intent, imagination, and attention. amen.
seed, stalk, flower. svaha!

(dream lucidly—
as in construction is
the greatest deconstruction.)

that the unknown intends
to be known
is of an intensity so substantial
BANG!

although unborn, I am—
this is not some scientific
myth of universal origin.

consciousness is the only known and yet
who superstitiously assumes this is
a product of some hard material head
without a dash of evidence?

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Quote Unquote: Consciousness

Listen! The turning point—consciousness is not a product of the brain but vice-versa. This is the actual understanding of the spiritual. Consciousness only. 

But science assumes it will unearth the truth in time. The spiritual knows I am the truth now.

This turning from belief to apperception is like awaking from the dreaming state of mind to now. This turning to the spiritual, this awakening to apperception, is, beyond all hype and expectations, enlightenment. 

The rest is simply further. Yet never underestimate this turning in the modern world. Because of it, almost no one knows where you're coming from.

In other words, consciousness is unbelievable. There is no argument to be made. This is why transmission is the thing in original Zen. The teacher is being only and the student is being only.

Words are being too. Words are the sounds of light belief is writing on the wall. First light, best sound.

Returning to the swamp of unity is not Miami. Everything appears in consciousness so no view on views, but here's a myth for you. 

The harvest moon will shine upon a midnight river. Pure awareness being self-aware. I know it's never two. 

I'd say it's one but it isn't said. Let's call it three, says Tao. There's nothing wrong with the world that disbelieving it can't cure. 

It's all about the crickets, electricity, and love. Who listens when the eye is crying? Even evil is not to be believed. 

Everything is love deflected. Past, present, and future, like consciousness cubed, deconstruction is penultimate.



Friday, September 29, 2017

footnotes stand arjuna lucidy

between belief and deconstruction is just some point of space-time.

think opposite.

in other words, out-trump trump.

love is self-evident in unity. unity is self-evident in omnipotent awareness. self-awareness. oh, that’s our shortstop.

it stands that such procedures are self-evident when seen outside the process.

necessary dreaming is becoming a reality.

and i repeat that pure awareness being self-aware.


Quote Unquote: Believe It And Not

Holy, wholly, holey—deconstruction.
Belief is not a problem.

It's an opportunity to 'reconstruct' awareness. Imagine self-awareness lucidly.

What better way to understand the world of big belief is just not real than by believing up your own?

Self-remember love is all there is. It's like those three harmonic strings behind each song I sing. Everything—superstring!

Since pure awareness is omnipotent and self-awareness is self-evident in such omnipotence,

unawareness isn't just some big mistake. Don't get me wrong. Belief is the right place for loving deconstruction.

In the name of this loving deconstruction, that understandable surrender, and those obvious detachments. Three.

The World According to Awareness

Pure awareness
turns
unaware to be
self-aware—
this unawareness is called belief.

Within this so-called
unmaking
of awareness,
the universe itself is made—
manifestation is the law of such belief.

So deconstruction is
in actuality
the reconstruction of awareness
or this self-awareness—
so to speak.




Sunday, September 24, 2017

7 x 3 by the dream states


Awareness. Attraction movement friction. Fire light sound. Sense belief deconstruction. Self-awareness.

The god of pure awareness. The god of light and love. The god of deconstruction.

Even an illusion has a part to play within the process called self-awareness.


Summer falls to autumn. Nothing spring can stay. Even winter doesn't last forever. Pure awareness is naturally self-aware.

This life appears to be a single road but then again there are the dreams less taken.

Pure awareness being self-aware appears to be a universe and its transformation seems to last at least a lifetime but it's not and doesn't.


There's no beginning or no end as far as I’m concerned and I’ve been a great blue heron, deer, hawk, eagle, and coyote for at least three times.

We sure do put a lot of stock in memory every morning. Enlightenment denied is just an old disease.

One folk's synchronicity is just another folk's non sequitur. I'll be rhyming 'round the mountain as I please.


Embodiment is just another thought to deconstruct while being the unknown (sometimes i kill myself).

I wish I could write you a joke so hard to make you disbelieve belief and love yourself again.

Am I supposed to quote a profound revelation? Stop me if you've heard this koan. Self-awareness takes a person.


Enjoyment means to go. Suffering means to yield. There is no stopping. Non-duality is never new but dreams are.

I am the unknown and I know it. I am writing about the power of three. Awareness being self-aware.

This is way beyond a view. No view is every view. Every view is told in three and scored by seven.


Where was I? First light, first sound. First belief is deconstructed last—further! Every first belief is absolutely personal.

My first belief was fear. My mother was afraid of the world and my father didn't have the time to introduce me to it. Call me Ishmael.

Personal history. A pilgrim's progress, so to speak. Crawling is the second property. I'm waiting on my eight-month granddaughter!


Fire is the fourth and light will take the fifth but sound is 666. Zhuangzi says: seven thoughts, eight beliefs.

Ted Williams was my number nine. The splendid splinter! I'm wanted in three states for seven acts, some of which have ten thousand scenes.

Materialist, deconstruct yourself. Absolutist, let it be. Christ, dance!

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Friday, September 22, 2017

footnotes to 1


begin at one because.

this is titled war and peace.

zed says.


satcitananda is appearances within and out of consciousness.

winter, spring, summer, and fall. turning words are always key words.

seeing three is not the view of common monotheism, ordinary nonduality, nor scientific materialism.


is this not your understanding too?

stories are contagious but belief is an absolute killer.

zero, one, and two. a troika.


because appearances in consciousness, no view is three-dimensional.

after crab comes wolves or lioness.

two aspires to one. one understands zero. zero is awareness self-aware.


no division, no nonduality. yes to three.

VOTE YES ON THREE



1. Prior to Nisargadatta. Filmed in 3D.


Division can't be trusted. One may be an imaginary number but it's the only one.

The difference between imagination and belief: imagination is unbelievable, like love; belief is unimaginable, like war.

Self-awareness is the end times of being. Absolution is the x of self-awareness. Being is the why of absolution.


Sat is that is this ananda. That awareness is always self-aware is just another oxymoron.

This is all I know: deep sleep, sleep dreams, dream deep. Unknowing belief is knowing the unknown.

Knowing the unknown is being. Unknowing being is belief. In the name of Shiva, Brahma, Vishnu—trinity!


In other words, I am That and I am this and i am ‘me’—three views for the price of none.

Seeing double is the one disease, relatively or absolutely speaking. Even a sage can fall to such a cancer.

Call this, that, these & those—trimurti, holy trinity, and all triumvirates on earth: the power of three!


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Friday, September 15, 2017

Footnotes to Transcendental Dreaming

I need another word for I.
No homonyms allowed.
No getting lost in translation either.

We are currently live-tweeting my latest poem called 
‘Transcendental dot dot dot” 
attachment is the folk song of believing be it scientific or religious.

All appears in consciousness. 
Seeing this is called no view on views.
See Pai-chang.

No woman no word. You can call it furthur.
Nina Simone is singing Tom Thumb's Blues.
Nonduality is never on time.

"She takes your voice and leaves you howling at the moon."
I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough
of metaphor. No Woody, no Cos.

Don't believe the hype. Be nondenominational. Never mind.
Render unto science, matter, but render unto being, all identity. 
In-between identity and self-awareness lives dreaming.

Grandfather Mountain. Self-Awareness. Molly smiles.





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Transcendental Dreaming is Becoming a Reality

Breathe in. Leaves fall. Breathe out. Breathless. The eye through which I love is the eye through which awareness deconstructs. Therefore it is said laughter is the best lover or was it said vice versa?

Through sky rain falls. Leaves turn to nothing. In dreams I happen as awareness turns to self-awareness. To watch with love and wonder is the way I absolutely see myself.

Darkness falls and resurrection of the light are ways I turn to see myself. This song is called Samadhi Maya Turning Round. Infinitely singing words are just the myths of silence as she drops the microphone.


Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Absolution

Heart is not online. No person is not divided nor without assassinations of some kind upon their record. Meet me in being, love.

Appearances in consciousness are like exquisite secondary dreams and consciousness is the primal one.

In the future, you won't forget the past. All time is both. Conceptions are seizures of the mind. Inception is first seizure.

Thinking is a phenomenal tool but a terrible identity. The dream state is an awesome place to visit but no place to be.

And the dappled light on August leaves is quite the lovely light show. The sun comes and dust grows. The sun goes and dust blows.

It's not abiding being green. The only difference between a daydream and a nightmare is self-awareness. There is nobody to love but oneself.

True deconstruction is the art of seeing through the number two while knowing one is never zero or some other point of view.

Ten thousand dreams are the warring states but one dream is being. Non-duality is neither born nor unborn, dream nor reality.

The former is the unknown known and the latter is the known unknown. And vice versa.  Another day another moon.

There are no words for that unseen light. Absolutely unknown : I am aware. Call this process self-awareness.

One. Two. Ten thousand. Trinity. Molecular. Union. Sex. Love. Absolution. Nine seconds to nowhere.

Note to self. Dream the dream as if the dream were self-awareness. Being mind body ego laughter love embodiment. Seven absolutions.

Beyond the seeing through division is the recognition that the world is just projection and this being is that absolution one is seeking.

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Scenic Views Appearing in Consciousness


Lucid dreaming in the dream not of the dream and love the dream
as if the dreaming is myself—

at first projection is the dreaming unaware the dreaming is projecting
what's been projected onto one as one's conditioning—

karma is this first projecting unaware appearing in the present
manifesting in awareness being self-aware like coming back to me I see.


Deconstruction is the mind undoing mind but mind cannot undo what
isn’t known, for being is the only known known by that unknown—
self-awareness.

All religions are opinions—post-modernism is the last religion but
it's still religion—priests are operating inquisitions in its name.

The true deconstructor deconstructs oneself—quasi-inquisitors
demolish others in attempts to build their own alt-folk religion.


Note 1: the science of consciousness is the newest folk religion. Note 2:
all appears in consciousness—seeing this is called no view on views.

Note 0: one's own causation is the real material the lucid sculptor uses
in the name of loving further.

Note -1:
modern dreams are drawn with words—ancient dreams are drawn
in images—every image is a story of the gods—every name is just
another ghost—like one mistaking Moby Dick for love.


Chorus:
all appears in consciousness
—seeing this is called 
no view on views—

Underture:
one can't give it away
there's appears to be a cost for everything
that is why we choose to suffer.

Libretto:
respect the solar system as it is
but the objective is
seeing thru it