After Cold Mountain 2016

Either don’t pay taxes and plan on going underground.

Or pay them and stop the whining.

The empire provides the shelter for sitting still.

There's a part of me that likes to look at a train wreck.

There's a bigger part of me that doesn't want to be in one.

I sit in the living room and look at woods.

I rest in the bedroom and feel the river.

This house is nothing but a cave for an open sky.

Number Eight Dream

As long as I think I understand the absolute truth, there's only me who doesn't.

Self-awareness is heightened by this evolution and limited by this evolution. Self-awareness is now.

Potentiality is unimaginable, so one imagines. One wants more but needs nothing.

Even if not energized by egoic reaction, the dream doesn't end but fades. Until the diary is opened at the end. This is called the closing credits.

Every morning you know this: this is my dream but I'm not this dream. Play it forward.

One already knows how a dream state works. Know that one is always witnessing a dream. Asleep or awake.

See me, feel me, listen. This is all one has to do. And while awake, I witness the original dream of being as well.

The latest mythology is scientific materialism. This happens to be the language I was taught. But my translations are from the heart.

Loving being is not a sickness. It's the original condition—on the unconditional.

Variations on a That

My sunshine shines

with the one

true knowledge.

I am not something,

not even that primal

something, I am.

Discard all concepts

of what I am,

including the original

God concept, I am.

For I am that

which I do not know.

An American in the City of Translation

Belief is a passing phenomenon held in memory within the one true phenomena. Karma is my entertainment.

There is a god. There are no people. To truly be, be that which isn't being. This is called being the unknown.

Being aware is the immaculate conception. Body-mind is the bonfire. I am is the light of being aware.

All talk is the book of dying. Dreaming is the worship of being. Waking up is part of the American dream.

Because Fool

To be is to be the fool. After I am is to be. The body is only the shape of the seed. But the flower is something completely different.

The seed of consciousness is itself the original sin. The fool is missing the mark. Always follow self-awareness.

There is no point and there's no moon. The art of being involves the balancing of subject and verb.

Being is a beautiful concept but the butterfly is Zhuangzi. Chuang Tzu is something else as well.

Return to desire. Love is the point of intent. Observe; every reaction is your instant karma.

Being means new game. Reset. An act of contrition without the catholic guilt. Call it compassion.

The matrix of the vital breath is pretty complex. Somebody's dream is always someone else's nightmare.

Straight Out of Prana

Return with forever...

Oaks move. 

Wind whooshes. 

River of air. 

The butterfly. 

Worm of being. 

Always only sky.

Parashakti. Worm of being. Gnawing gnawing gnawing. I am. I am. I am. Caterpillar of this magical reality. Spontaneous yet subtle.

The sky can't see the sky.

The sky can only see the clouds.

The one that sees through the highest dark cloud being is the knower.

Such a Noah isn't you.

O it is I!

Afterword. Deconstructive metaphysical mythologies become religions if you think they're for your benefit. Always keep on asking, who am I?

I Am is the Lotus

Every action is 

reaction

when that action has

originated from a thought.

One can sit and watch 

all thoughts float by 

without attaching to 

a single one

or one can walk and watch

one's own reactions

with the same

detachment.

But to do no harm

is action only rising

out of being

like the lotus

giving rise

to just

that faithful

smile.

Eye Stories

In the beginning of

no beginning

is and isn’t

I—

then there is

the spec-

tacular

space

of

I am

—soon

there is

mistaken

identification

with a world of ashes

on the hot coal of being

and when

the fever of being

breaks, there is nothing,

as always, but

I

Four Passages from 'Prior to Consciousness'

This consciousness is a tree, but there was a seed - go to the seed. The consciousness you have now is the same as the child consciousness; hold on to that, that is enough. So long as the consciousness is there everything is so important to you, but if that vanishes, then what is the worth of this whole world to you? Who is the knower of the seed? Give attention to how this "I Amness" has appeared - then you will know. Accept this identification only: that you are this manifest pure beingness, the very soul of the universe, of this life that you observe, and presently you are just wearing this bodily attire. Make a note of it; you have taken down so many things in life, just for fun, why don't you take this down also and see what happens? See what happens when you look at the moon and know that the moon is there provided you are there; because you are the moon is. This grand concept, this joy, you directly experience and enjoy. (5)

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It is something like a deer taking rest in the shadow of a tree. The color of the shadow is neither light nor very dark, this is the borderland. Neither jet black nor very bright, halfway between them, that is that shadow. Deep blue, like clouds, that is that state. That is also the grace of the Sat-Guru. Everything is flowing out of that state, but this principle does not claim anything, is not involved in anything that is coming out of it, but this beingness is available. That deep, dark blue state, the grace of the Sat-Guru. This is the state of the jnani, this is a very, very, rare, natural samadhi state, the most natural state, the highest state.

You must have a firm conviction about this. Once the decision is taken, there is no moving away from it. The fruition of your spirituality is to fully understand your own true nature, to stabilize in your true identity. One must have patience, the capacity to wait and see. (8)

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Leave it alone! There is no question of elevating to a higher level. Here it is only a question of understanding.

Iswara is the manifestation of the five elements and the universe, the "I Amness." To the Absolute, the witnessing of that "I Amness" occurs. This is the Absolute standpoint, siddha. This understanding should not be claimed by you, who are a sadhaka. Sadhaka means the process of getting established in the Iswara principle, the consciousness. (21)

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There are twenty people in this room, all twenty people leave, then what remains is there, but someone who has left cannot understand what it is. So in that Parabrahman which is without attributes, without identity, unconditioned, who is there to ask?

This is to be understood, but not by someone: the experience and the experiencer must be one, you must become the experience. What is this Parabrahman like? The answer is, what is Bombay? Don't give me the geography or the atmosphere of Bombay, give me a handful of Bombay. What is Bombay? It is impossible to say, so also with Parabrahman. There is no giving or taking of Parabrahman, you can only be That. (25)

The Magical Red Wind

The dream happens. The mind speaks in many tongues. There is one translation. Love.

The circus is in town. The clowns are speaking with ten thousand faces.

Although the Joshua Tree is sprouting from the desert floor, the desert floor is still the desert floor.

When walking is the meditation, watch one's actions pass like thoughts that pass as sitting.

Sitting and walking are the first step but being is the final concept.

In other words, doing no harm is not doing anything until being does.

Drop three times.

Not embodiment as much as disembodiment. Thoughts! Action! Light!

Key concepts: actions are thoughts and being does no harm.

Some sit, few walk, one is done.

The fourth state is the death star which one longs for like the deepest sleep except I’m not that tired of this being yet.

And being is the first and final speck.

Here's an idea. The big bang is the movie. The light is the sun of consciousness. But I am inside-out.

Being is the evolutionary climax of one's reflexive experience in the process of self-awareness.

Being is not defined as living, as the absolute is not definable.

The world begins every time I know I am.

The world is spontaneously analogous to being.

Being is non-doing. Non-doing is like love.

I know being is going further. And they say death is something otherwise.

On the other hand, deep sleep is like being merging with being.

Fog-bound rock-bound sea.

Lichen-covered eastern pines.

Deep sleep, deep sleep, deep...