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