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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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?

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.

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.

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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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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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.

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.

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

making of a myth

unbelievable

understandably unknown

ah zatoichi!