Thursday, February 2, 2017

The Ultimate Thought

It can be said for the eras that the pursuit of mankind is the pursuit of God-realization. In actuality I think it can be seen that all Guru's are still subject to their own personal worlds. Perhaps the yogi's that walk into the forest gain, enlightenment and disappear are the true transcendence of the human consciousness but for the rest of us that stay here to teach others it is a guaranteed journey. All the mystics and the guru's of the time are trying to tell you the same thing as Jesus.

Redemption

When they say we can't change the past, they mean that we cannot uncry tears.
When they say we can't change the past, they mean we can't unfeeling fears.

But the greatness of time is outside the mind. (in the outside of mind)
The difference between you and God is the illusion of choice.
That what once was an immovable object can forever be an unstoppable force.

The greatest violation and deepest wound cannot be undone.
How we understand them and accept them is how good and bad are one.



Purpose____ness

You do not find your purpose.
You live your purpose in every moment.
The ones that seem planned;
And the ones that seem random.
If your purpose is to be the greatest artist: you should achieve this, know it, and age happily.
Nothing lingers more than an unforgiving heart.
A cycle that keeps on going until its complete.
A life that keeps on going until its complete.
Your purpose is not making, experiencing, or doing anything.
It is to love yourself onto completion.
The path of life contains no goal.
No beginning nor end.
No infinite plans or secret purpose to reveal.
It is the quest for deeper feeling of the one moment.
To feel, to know, to remember the love of the cosmos... the self... And how it is always there outside of time, loving you.
Purposelessness is the longing for a death you do not fear.
You are Nothing.
And there is Nothing there.

(You are Nothing and there is Nothing there.)

More Than Mind

My self portrait is the brightest light to ever shine.
Mine's not pure.
But it flickers more than yours.
A soul thrown away to strays.
A life saved day by day.
We don't want to live forever.
We just want to know our place in ever's sway.
Your mind wants to be more than it is.
To be more it must vanish.
To be better to must tarnish.
All about divinity we float.
But our minds tell us we don't.
What kind of sick believer are you?
Do you feel the forever thoughts are true?
Be more than mind.
And you will be more than Bliss.
Love more than you are kind.
Feel colors as if you are blindness.
Your suffering is a kiss from minds.
Leave it behind and only freedom you will find.
The thoughts, dollars, wants, and words comprise your cell.
They eat your every moment.
They keep your mind closer to you.
Closer than fire is to hell.
More than mind is the kingdom of depth inside.

More than mind is the playground where angels hide.

Title Absence

Create for me oh God no label
I want for nothing.
Take away the glories of this world
So temporary they are no offering.
Ice that burns hotter than fire
A world too often mired
The same words pass me tired
Over and over I retire.
Yet I keep coming here a baby
New name, a mission hired.
Is it I who can't stop the thoughts or is my escape a liar?
Grant me no title so I may come back clean, a soul aspired.
See that my heart is lean, wrought with the darkness of the divine.
I released myself from all my binds.
Now I wait for this body's time.
Absent a mind, a destiny to find.
The me that ever was,
The infinite who ever does.
A crown I must leave behind.