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LOVE,
GENTLE LOVE
LOVE
IS NOT
PRIDE IN OWNERSHIP
LOVE
THE SIGHT
IN THE MIDST
OF AWARENESS
LOVE IS NOT
A PRISON
LOVE
THE BEAUTY
OF THE ONE
LOVE
IS NOT
A LIST OF DEMANDS
LOVE
IS GOD
WITH US,
GOD IN US
LOVE
IS NOT
MANIPULATION
AND CONTROL
LOVE IS
SEEING
SO FAR BEYOND
YOUR BULLSHIT
THAT I SEE
YOU
LOVE AGAIN
J
JUST LIKE BAD MAGNETS,
THIS WORLD OF THINKING AND REASON
AND
THE ETERNAL SILENCE WITHIN.
NO RESOLVE
ONE IS REAL
JUST ONE IS TRUTH
SILENCE
JUST HANGING OVER EVERYTHING
WITH A SECRET SMILE
J
LOVE
ON A WARM DAY
MELTING
RUNNING DOWN
FILLING IN ALL THE CRACKS
JUST SEE HOW THEY CRACK WITHOUT LOVE
ANYWAYS
MELTING DOWN
NOW I FEEL JUST A LITTLE BETTER
LOVE IS SO THAT WAY
LOVE
LIKE FROSTING
J
Do you know which questions to ask?
Knowing which questions to ask,
is the key to all the answers,
to all the questions.
So,
ask these questions……..
Who am I?
Or,
What am I?
They are the same question.
Next,
What do I want?
Not,
what does my worldly image want,
but the I within.
The last question in this list,
is to ask in the midst of every interaction,
What do you want?
Just get each person to the point.
What do you want??????
Answers to all your questions exist.
They can be found in one place.
All answers,
to all your questions.
One place.
Only,
live in the midst of these few questions.
Just narrow down your complex image
of yourself,
to these few questions.
Just take them within.
And if someone comes along to interupt your introspection,
just ask,
What do you want?????
All of life is just this simple.
So my love…….
Who are you?
What do you want?????
J
Words,
so powerful.
It is written,
that they possess the power
of life and death.
I want to live a life,
without words.
Just stillness,
inside and out.
Peace,
simple peace.
My eyes are open,
but I don’t want to see.
My ears are open,
but I don’t want to hear.
My mouth will not offend.
No unkind word,
ever.
Peace in,
peace out.
Only peace.
Only stillness.
Just awareness,
just love.
Only love………
J
LOST!!!!!
IT MEANS SEPARATION.
BEEN THERE?
HELL,
I AM THERE.
WILL YOU LOOK BACK,
AND SHINE A LIGHT DOWN
THIS VERY DARK TUNNEL???????
The truth is better.
Like water seeking level,
it seems to go where it will.
But get ready,
you might consider damage control.
The truth is just like that.
People get hurt.
Too many expectations.
It is either that,
or live up to your neck in lies.
Maybe NOBODY wants me as I really am.
That will be ok too.
The truth.
What a liberator.
Somewhere,
within silence
and all the noise that clutters your mind,
I AM speaking.
Whether you are sitting
in the silence of perfection
at the top of the Himalayas,
or on a kitchen floor
overwhelmed in tears,
surrounded by the noise
and confusion
of just plain old life,
I am speaking to you.
Don’t think that my words
are only for the religious,
or too deep to understand.
My words are not
to be hidden in a book or a building.
They are as the wind,
simply moving about
directed to all life,
all living.
YOU can understand them.
They are translated
in perfect honor and respect
of who YOU are in this very moment.
Words perfectly tailored
to communicate with your soul
in this very moment.
There is no need
for a priest
or a great teacher.
You need only take a moment
and listen.
Just get very quiet,
and listen.
I will do the rest.
I know you.
I know you better
than you could ever know yourself
at this stage of your existence.
So take just a moment.
This moment.
And listen.
Hear my words
spoken only for you.
Just listen.
I am speaking.
I love you.
Sit in silence.
You can sit anywhere you like.
You don’t have to sit with me.
The silence near me
isn’t any better
than the silence over there
or anywhere else
for that matter.
Sit where you want.
Are you paying attention
to the wind?
Watch it
in relationship
to your own level of depth.
It is like a moving secret
that carries with it
an intimacy with the infinite.
Love brings with it this sweet
caress.
The toy
is sitting still
in the corner of the room.
It is not demanding attention
yet the child
is compelled to look at it.
The toy
does not expect a decision
but the child considers.
Shall we play?
At the parade,
for only a moment,
the veil
slipped off the face
of the young princess.
As others scurried away,
a lonely beggar gazed in awe.
Then he approached the guard
offering his head.
No matter how thick
the wall is,
if we consider diligently
we can usually find a door
or a gate.
It is always there.
Or perhaps
you could go another way.
The end of a war
rarely means peace.
The brutal manipulation
just seems to be finished
and someone
gets their way.
Give up,
you are more
than the simplicity
that you have entangled
yourself in.
If I kiss you,
will you open
your eyes?
I only want you
to see.
How happy
you will be
to know
that all this,
all of it,
is only
an illusion.
You are
so much
more than that.
Sohbet,
the act of empty listening.
Only just leaning or reaching.
Paying perfect attention in
such a gentle manner.
Yielded, vulnerability.
Non-existent
as only dust
or molecules
blowing away
in the wind.
J