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How Are You?

Time is His Will
Time is His Gift
Time is Our Being
To be is to be
In sync with time.

Following its cue
Matching its step…
True morality is not a resistance
It demands a dissolution of individuality
Dissolve into the moment…

Let it consume you
From the standpoint of the highest peak
Our polarities disappear
When all is good
So is the bad; the evil.

Be willing to be destroyed
Be bold enough to destroy
Experience everything-
Joy and happiness
Sorrow and bitterness.

Feel your sadness
But do not become sad
Feel your pain
But do not become miserable
Just be; don’t become.

There’s nothing to be gained from the world
There’s nothing that the world
Can take away from you
If only you don’t insist on being
What you’ve now become.

So, tell me…
What you are feeling
What you’re struggling with
So, tell me
How are you?

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Absolved

The counsel of thought
Has its limitations
Its resources are often inadequate
Where then do you find a way?
Where do you find an exit?
Adjacent to thought is a questioning mind
When the heart soars to an unknown
And unseen power…
This power offers no counsel
Other than its silence.
In its silence, we can hear ourselves
In its silence, we find no answers
In its silence, the mind ceases to question
In its silence, we stand absolved.

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Faith

Things are as ordinary
Or extraordinary
As our faith makes them.
Man without faith
Is a corpse-
Dead to all that
Is alive around him.
He’s unable to see
Beauty, truth and possibility…
And the providence
That is packaged in the smallest gesture.

What conveys our actions?
Wherefrom our words arrive?
What is the origin of our thoughts?
On whose estate is our inner life being lived?
(It should be our own).
We may move about aimlessly…
But thanklessly and without promise-
Now that is to be rudderless.
Your faith is the ground on which you stand
It is the basis of your being
The purpose by which you live.

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The World Is What You Make Of It

Why do you wish
For things to be different…
Better…?

Effort. Accomplishment. Success-
What if you’ve got it
All wrong?

Dissatisfaction, it is said,
Drives progress; it advances us…
But towards what?

The trajectory of progress
Is not a line, it’s a circle.
You come back to where you started.

You wonder…
What was the point
Of your heroism, your battles?

Whom were you fighting?
Why does your victory
Feel like a defeat?

The world has nothing to offer
Your strategies, your goals
Are aimed at the illusory.

The world will neither make
Nor protect you.
It is you who will come to shape it.

To feel diminished by the world
Is to be ignorant
Of your own vastness.

It is to have carried with you
A false knowledge
Based on your ignorance.

Break away from the shackles of thought
And see that your seeing
And know that your knowing

Is that which gives
Contour, purpose and spin
To the world that inhabits you.

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The Politics of Ignorance

In polarities we seek
Our certainties
We feel that knowledge
Refers to a position
We must occupy.

But knowing is an action
Involving, first and foremost
An arrival to a no-man’s land
Standing in the field of uncertainty
Belonging to nothing
And no one in particular…
Standing on a piece of ground
Solid enough to hold
The weight of your being.

You listen…
Because you know
You know nothing
You receive
Because you’re asking.

The fact of the matter is
That our ignorance
Is vaster than anything
We’ve come to know
And so will it always be.

So fundamental
Is ignorance to our beings
That it thinks
That knowledge must be an acquisition
A position…a rank…an accomplishment.
Something it can use
To decorate itself.
The irony is-
The more you claim to know
The less you do.

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Presence

Is there an external problem
Without an internal counterpart?

Can we tell what is part
And what is whole?

Do we know where to search
For what we seek?

Do we know that what we know
Is only what we think we know?

Can we admit that we don’t understand
What is love?

Can we stop looking for refuge
In the answers

And instead

Stand in the discomforting presence
Of our questions?

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What Has Survived, Must Be Lived

To break
Is to collapse
It is to be shattered in pieces;
To be wounded by your own anger.

All external battles
Are fought internally
Leaving you to question
Was it really worth it?

Will this thing within me
Now wounded, now broken
Survive?
Or will it die?

The change that is to come
Is antithetical to what is
Continuity is not life’s virtue
Defiance is.

Death is not
The end of life
But the end
Of what is no longer life.

Bid adieu
To what is not
And say hello
To what is.

Life is not a charming story
Of escapisms
Life is an openness
To being, feeling and dying.

Bury the dead
Nurture the living
Move on. Move forward.
What has survived, must be lived.

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For the Love of a Child

For the love of a child
You seek counsel
From the child within you.

For the love of a child
You let go
Of unworthy battles.

For the love of a child
You know that to be able to see things clearly
You will have to see them with love.

For the love of a child
You hope and pray and work
Towards re-building your world.

For the love of a child
You surrender your adulthood
In order to return to naivete.

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Please Don’t Say You’re Sorry

An apology
Is nothing more
Than the reaction
Of the same mind
That expressed itself
Through plot, through outburst
Through accusations
And drama.

Therefore, don’t be mistaken-
An apology is not
A change of heart;
It’s a change of mood.
It’s a quick and effective recourse
In our human society
Intent on having its way.

An aberration is wasted
If it is hastily buried
Under the grain of an apology.
A challenge to our delusions;
To be out of character
Is to get a glimpse
Of the actors
Outside of their act.

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Free: Never To Be Born Again

Know that you must
Be delivered from
All that you encounter with
On your life journey.

Not all relationships
Will last
Not all relationships
Will be bonds of soulful love.

Love exists in degrees
That correspond
With the conditions
Set by your own mind.

Living life well
Is living life responsibly
Freeing the mind of its conditions and moods
So that ‘you’ may stand defeated by love.

Remember, that in the end
That which you were limited by
Dies. That which was love
Is freed; never to be born again.