Dreaming as if July is Alive

If the car is like the body and the steering wheel is like the mind, who is driving? Note: the passenger is but a dream.

One's conditioning is like a well-oiled perpetual motion machine—until unconditional love is raining cats and dogs and beautiful babies.

I am nobody but love is what I am. Call me the song of self-awareness. Belief is disease but love is not a cure.

I have seen the best identify with deconstruction but the only identity is love and identity is not the best.

Love the ones I love. Surrender all ideas about some universal love. Four years is critical. Seven years is apocalyptic.

Pay the electric bill. Buy spring water. It's either karma or nothing. Otherwise, everything is unbelievable.

The art of being human is the fact of following my love. The god of all conditioning requires your insignificant sacrifice, earthling.

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Epistle to I & Chorus

So a full moon is lower in the summer sky than a winter one because ecliptic plane.

the full moon is in less than two hours and counting

There is one way. My way. But it’s not a fascist way. Your way will unavoidably vary. Until i see there’s only me, it’s just like tea for two. And that way of the self, by the self, for the self, shall not perish from the self.

no buddha, no dharma, no sangha

Nobody nobody nobody but i, nobody can do (Tao Te Ching) like i do. I was born the day i spoke my name but i'm a pre-existing unconditional and unborn.

there are no words for my third stanza

The primary egg is never cracked. Every surface fracture is projection. "Honor be to Hiawatha! He has slain the great Pearl-Feather, Slain the mightiest of Magicians, Him, who sent the fiery fever, Sent the white fog from the fen-lands, Sent disease and death among us!"

on the shores of get me give me

The primary thought is a secondary character. I shot the shiva but i did not shoot the deputy. War, children, is just a thought away. What is it god for?

it’s my manifestation and i’ll laugh if i want to

I celebrate myself and sing myself for i am unbelievable! I am writing to forget and remember to forget. If you meet the buddha on the road, love him and leave him, no regrets coyote.

~it's not your brain, it's just the flame. from fame.~

This is my thirteenth life. This is self-awareness. There is no final judgment, Michelangelo. There is a final question, Maharaj. Will i still be myself tomorrow?

i am me as i forget i am as pure awareness is this self-awareness goo goo g'joob

Like the distant fireworks in my ear tonight. I provide the play-by-play projection. Gravity is the first sign of duality and the last refuge of religion.

no one making no commitment to anyone but oneself

Freedom is another word for nothing left but i. Self-reliance isn't of the world. Stripers or perch, stripers or perch, stripers or perch.

drop world. carry story.

I have a question. Why does it take 20 minutes for night vision to kick in? How long does it take to unlearn what one was taught? Always be be deconstructing. Drive Furthur, Cynthia

out of nowhere, Nisargadatta

All religions talk to you. Not i. I am not your matrix. P.S. I love you.

as i write whatever

not naturalism nor eternalism nor nihilism nor half nor empty. no view on views. the correct view.

Epistle to I

So a full moon is lower in the summer sky than a winter one because ecliptic plane.

There is one way. My way. But it’s not a fascist way. Your way will unavoidably vary. Until i see there’s only me, it’s just like tea for two. And that way of the self, by the self, for the self, shall not perish from the self.

Nobody nobody nobody but i, nobody can do (Tao Te Ching) like i do. I was born the day i spoke my name but i'm a pre-existing unconditional and unborn.

The primary egg is never cracked. Every surface fracture is projection. "Honor be to Hiawatha! He has slain the great Pearl-Feather, Slain the mightiest of Magicians, Him, who sent the fiery fever, Sent the white fog from the fen-lands, Sent disease and death among us!"

The primary thought is a secondary character. I shot the Shiva but i did not shoot the deputy. War, children, is just a thought away. What is it god for?

I celebrate myself and sing myself for i am unbelievable! I am writing to forget and remember to forget. If you meet the buddha on the road, love him and leave him, no regrets Coyote.

This is my thirteenth life. This is self-awareness. There is no final judgment, Michelangelo. There is a final question, Maharaj. Will i still be myself tomorrow?

Like the distant fireworks in my ear tonight. I provide the play-by-play projection. Gravity is the first sign of duality and the last refuge of religion.

Freedom is another word for nothing left but i. Self-reliance isn't of the world. Stripers or perch, stripers or perch, stripers or perch.

I have a question. Why does it take 20 minutes for night vision to kick in? How long does it take to unlearn what one was taught? Always be be deconstructing. Drive Furthur, Cynthia.

All religions talk to you. Not i. I am not your matrix. P.S. I love you.

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30-June-2017

It's that orange daylily 

time of year 

prefiguring fireworks 

of the Fourth of July

and I'm as independent 

as I ever was, 

alone and seldom lonely, 

like I like it, 

or at least the way 

I've always made it be, 

because, 

I'm sorry people, 

I really know no better.