Cherry!

O Hafiz, a cherry tree is not the bark of memory nor leaves of future virtue but blossoming being. Correspondingly, I am not the ash of body nor the mind of materialistic brain but I am.

That I am is the only currency of knowledge. All others pay with memory. Tonight there is this memory of a cherry tree, essential being, and that great unknown I am—the wholly trinity.

This morning there was anger at the world so words were said and all is now forgiven. That's the way it is with conditioned thought. It rises out of primordial memory and messes with unconditional love.

Emotion happens. Something there isn't tries to hold emotion in. Sadness is its birth. Anger is its death. On the verge of another mistake, I let my words out. My brother used to tell me to go play in traffic.

Like the morning after Ogunquit Beach 1976, Christine, when I drunkenly fell through a sliding screen door and turned to love within your secret mesh, an august sun is burning through the fog.

Consciousness Express

There is no form in nature. There's only this transforming. Form is conceptual. Transformation is natural.

If conception isn't natural, what is form? If I have never been conceived, who am I?

Consciousness is the immaculate conception. Being is my expression. Nature isn't dust to dust but seed to seed.

All concepts pass away but consciousness is the seed of self-awareness. If religion is the priest of concepts, string theory is the pope.

Consciousness identifies with form. Sadness takes effect as transformation kills this concept.

As consciousness is the expression of the absolute, love is the expression of consciousness.

Emotion is this expression filtered by the latest concept, from conception to deconstruction.

Love is not emotion but goes misidentified as such. Love is the energy of emotion. Thought is the filter and emotion is the smoke.

As consciousness is energy-intelligence-awareness and thought is neither intelligent nor aware, energy needs to go somewhere.

In the world, energy is love seeking itself, intelligence is evolutionary intent, and awareness is spontaneously self-aware.

Hafiz says deconstruction unchains love. Son says thought is lacking something of the holy trinity. This is why it's called duality, love.

Power Chord!

Knowledge is not another name for memory. Knowledge is now. Knowledge is not in a name. Knowledge is the nameless now.

Now is another name for being. Being is another name for energy, intelligence, awareness. Satcitananda is the old name.

It's not so much those names, as it's the power of three. Duality is not a problem in itself. Being stuck in duality totally is.

Unity is the greater concept. Duality is blind belief. Trinity is the code name for the great unknown. Oppenheimer knew it well.

Neither affirmation nor deconstruction but harmony makes the righteous chord—energetic affirmation, intelligent deconstruction, self-awareness!

Divining Embodiment

Not only all appears in consciousness but all is consciousness. So consciousness focuses indigenous intelligence into mind and mind conceives a body.

As the mind identifies with its concept, discernment turns to judgment, focus disperses into dissolution, and universal harmony disintegrates into individual violence.

Since this identification is with a concept, this fall is all conceptual as well. And since the mind of consciousness is intelligent discernment, the medicine for all conceptual disease is seeing through the concept.

Focusing on Consciousness

Consciousness is never lost. Losing consciousness is not the mind's to do. For all appears in consciousness—

including the scientific absurdity of looking for the source of consciousness within such said appearances in consciousness.

In other words, consciousness is the word and there is no other knowledge. Listen, consciousness is the heart of self-awareness.

Love is the hand of consciousness. And mind is the mirror this hand is holding. Look at yourself!

Mistaking the surface of the mirror for the one who's looking in the mirror is just a matter of insufficient focus.

Thus never throw away the mirror with the dream. See that. There is that which isn’t dream. Be that.

Consciousness Cures

If it isn't love, it's harmful—do no harm.
If it's divisive, it's not holistic, naturally.
Loving political others as oneself just is.

One doesn't do unto others et cetera
because of some philosophical belief
but the fact and feel of consciousness.

belief is Poison
Love is medicine
it's not exactly rocket science

Look

There's nothing wrong with the world but my projection makes it so.

Unwilling to accept my own conditioning as something separate from

this universal consciousness, I look for fault lines elsewhere.

Look, remembering to ask forgiveness is forgiving one's forgetfulness.


Revolution is projection too. Changing the world is easier than myself—

there's no one here to change! Thus to change the world

or be the change is not the question. One is far beyond all change.

Look, change is like a mirror, as in all that changes is not myself.

Valley Spirit Medicine

Being quietly watches while the mind runs away with its thought. The mind is always looking for some fault. Default to being.

Mind believes in dream. Being feels as witness. Being being burns off the valley clouds and not vice versa.

Focusing attention solely on one's being here and now is that omnipotent self-awareness of an absolute god.

For consciousness is the fundamental, universal, and immaculate conception of absolute awareness.

Truth Serum

As consciousness is the conceptual expression of absolute awareness, mind is its dreamstate mirror.

Natural intent is supernatural intent. Evolutionary intent is absolute intent. As above so below is the fractal way of every universe.

As self-awareness is the holy spirit, self-awareness is shamanic medicine. The mirror is made from such immaculate material,

there's no place for the dust of the world to land. Drink this, my friends. This is real science, consciousness science.

Preach Saturday

Division creates a mess. More division doesn't clean it up, naturally.

For the only thing more self-righteous than religious dogma is political belief.

Since neither has to do with true self, zeal replaces truth, and hatred, love.

Being is not for belief and love is not for conditioning! For forsythia is forsythia.

Cicely Mary Barker

More or Less in Love

Less lecture, more breathe.

Less division, more subtraction.

Less ideology, more amour.

More Matsushima, more!

Consider Now

Fear is love blinded by belief.
Drop belief and love.

One believes a future which doesn't exist
or loves the present that is.

Belief conceives misguided action, and fear, inaction. Love is truest action.

Belief tastes like matter and sinks like a stone.
Consider the water lilies.

Consciousness / Science / Faith

Consciousness is not inside all matter. Matter is consciousness, a conceptual appearance in consciousness. There is only consciousness.

If matter is belief, the body is belief. If the body is belief, disease is also belief. Consciousness, do the science.

Consciousness is like the glass. The body-mind is like a lens. Its focus is self-awareness. See? Absolute awareness is the noumenal eye.

There is nothing a person can do but trust in consciousness as the sun and faithful liberator of a clouded and non-lucid dream.

 

With True Myth

Universal consciousness is god and there is no personal consciousness. It appears that existentialism is dead instead.

Consciousness plus mind is material emotion. Consciousness minus mind is pure awareness. Mind is the machine of consciousness.

Self-awareness takes a dream. Outside the dream, all is well. Inside the dream, there's a fever.

Mind is the tool that makes the dream and love is the hand that swings the axe.

Being is the Christ heart of self-awareness. Self-awareness is a Buddha feature of absolute awareness.

Being is unconditional love. Self-awareness is not the self. True myth is a lucid sonnet.

footnotes

Free will is a very modern mistake.
Wu Wei is ancient wonderland.
Big science is a wasteland.
Outside the dream isn’t in or of it.
Love is the hand of being.
Being is the heart.
Self-awareness requires material ignorance.
Self-awareness is my universe. Who are you?
Neither ego nor superego but an honest witness. 
Diogenes isn't looking for a person.
Disidentify with dreaming 
and identify with the dreamer waking up 
and witnessing the dream.
Between the dreaming and the waking is the lucid dream.

An Ouroboric Exercise

Breathe in the earth, breathe out the sky. Breathing in as universal being, is, breathing out as absolute awareness. This is my ouroboric exercise.

Being being is this breathing in. Manifestation is implosion and not some big bang. Black holes aren't stars collapsing into supernatural gravity.

In this way of being, being is an impression of the absolute and being is the absolute speaking. Listen. Talk.

footnotes
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as if the trees in a forest are 
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intuitive extensions of my roots
.
i feel from canopy to crown chakra
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like a thousand petals
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big science is about 85 percent dark matter 
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and almost 15 percent speculation
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21 grams are still missing
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if consciousness is talking to consciousness
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consciousness is listening
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chicken
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egg
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...

The Spoken Word

Being being comes before being. Being before being being is belief, religion, or some other kind of disassociation.

Visualizing being is a negative capability, the yin to the yang of personal deconstruction.

The mind is not a dream. The mind is making dreams. Mind is the handle for my graceful axe of self-awareness.

They say the core of the earth is fire. I say the core of this dreamstate is the sun.

White light is the manifestation of my black whole. Being is the word. Being being is the spoken word.

Untitled, Nameless, and Incalculable

Vision, reverie, dream, nirvana.

Being, daylight, midnight, heaven.

Presentation, manifestation,

hallucination, realization.

Universe, person, specter and beyond.

Every breath is a life, every word is a myth.

The less a word appears to be a metaphor, the more it is.

Be it spirit or consciousness or neuroscience,

words are neither spiritual, nondual, nor scientific.

Fools are busy making better names for fingers.

The Country of Tao

Pain is personal and death is just a thought. Pain is verse divided.
Bliss is the universe and death is the future of the past.
Myth is the necessary mind of my unknowing.

For the unknown shall be known in this unknowing.
In this way, only consciousness is knowledge.
Unknowing is knowing and the great unknown is.

Little big mind, nothing is wrong. All is self-fulfilling.
This world is my projection of intentional ignorance. Call it fear.
Look closer and see through it. It's not there.

As mind is the mirror of self-awareness,
Venus and a crescent moon is in the air tonight.
To deconstruct the mind is loving being.

Ziggy Stardust and a Honky Tonk Woman.
Lucid dreaming is another name for self-awareness.
There is no name for noumenal awareness.

Fear and Marketing in Las Cruces

The function of a dream is to disprove some previous dream. Everything is part of the dream but being. Never listen to the news but love the love in being now.

Lucid dreaming is always seeing through the next thought while being in the current one. Before being is born there's war upon atomic war on being yet I am.

As body is to mind as is to being, being cures the body-mind of fear and marketing. Jesus is a tantric scientist. Mary is a virgin. Being isn’t born. Death is disinformation.

footnotes

dreaming is fractal

being is not a part

loving love is 

the greatest country song

the first law of deconstruction is be

social conditioning begins day one

i was raised a roman catholic

being being is my scientific tantra

mary baker eddy is a friend of mine

the definition of a person is forgetting being

mistaking thinking for being is original sin

being is the point of deconstruction

breaking news is the latest in conditioning

postmodern deconstruction is my birthright

politics is like kali

enlightenment is sudden

comedy is gradual

being being

Being Venus

Tao is to absolute as Te is to being as Ching is to myth. Hypocognition is why myth exists. Venus is in nautical twilight. We're all in Bob's dream.

Being is to dreaming as the immaculate conception is to every concept under heaven. Being being is the tantric wormhole to the noumenon.

Imagine god the absolute suddenly with a cartoon bubble overhead containing these two words: I am! This big bliss is only the beginning.

Imagine that this cartoon bubble is separating from the absolute like a hydrogen balloon. On its surface lives an ignorance of that inside.

Inside is that immaculate conception memory calls being. By being being this thought balloon suddenly collapses.

Being being may be that sexual communion when consciousness is knowing consciousness in a biblical way.

Being being may be the lucid visualization that being is the outer limits of my sun and inside is my absolute black whole.

Being being may be deconstruction, no mind, comedy, paradox, or any creativity. Much Ado About Mu.

Like late February and the bare woods are now revealing that singular clear light of self-awareness—

for in mid-October the formula of leaves is just beginning to turn. By March or April, call it Easter.

Sometime Venus is the morning star. Sometimes Venus is the evening star. Suddenly I am this great notion.