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ULTIMATE TOUCHSTONE   "... silence which peels..."   Jan 10, 2020   “... nothing to offer you..."   "...still like a humming bird.."  Full Moon

1/10/2020

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ONENESS WITH BREATH
ULTIMATE TOUCHSTONE
FOR
ORIGINAL TRUTH OF AKASHA TAO CORE
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BEYOND AWARENESS OF BREATH
“…offering this Touch where I Disappear…
*
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4:53 AM-1/10/20

 
* "i want to surrender to your silence which peels me."
“I have nothing to offer you,
but this touch,
where I Disappear.”
Arif K*

* http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/
See Read More Below Afternoon Photos
for more from Arif k
You know someone loves you when they put the moon in your tea to calm your worry.
You know someone is honest
when they put what they’ve broken before you,
not out of anger, but softly on a pillow
in the middle of the house.
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You know you’ve found your family
when they come over,
no questions asked,
and listen carefully,
even when you have nothing to say.
And to dream of birds circling ahead of you
as you wander through a sunlit field
means you are about to meet a friend
who will touch your soul.
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But if you dream that you can breathe underwater,
it means you will save someone in the days to come.
We are touched by fantastic things that seldom speak.
So be careful not to turn away the mute angels
who are waiting.

~Mark Nepo
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2020/01/09/31446/
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​AFTERNOON
All quotes below in this font from Arif K.
The entire wording is in
​ Read More Below Afternoon Photos
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the softness of friendship
melts into relationship
with the divine who beholds the inside
of a rose, spiraling through your eyes
& the silence which proceeds your beholding
gives plasticity to objects, to hate;
makes judgment melt in true friendship;
makes the knot in the heart unravel
& i wish to sense with the organ
of your art.
what does it mean to gaze in the mirror
of the true friend? to hold ones own
inmost gaze in the fire of mutual longing
for the divine. to rise
in seizing the kinetic God
& be stilled as possibilities
are felt in the vibrancy between
words which is the vibrancy of the heart
forged in a common
longing.
a roof is being
built from the aftermath
this over and over again building, a foundation
that caves in, the moment it is erected, & the clacking
branches scrape the roof & we are a tree upside down
bending backwards as though to reach each other before
we apprehend what we are reaching, the swallows forked
in thirds by the pond
& who will ever know what is meant in darkness
when roots are stopped by this kinetic response of air,
the air a tressel, which leaves a sense of knowing.
we can at last say
we know the form of silence, that silence doesn’t brood

is not a premonition as it is a lisping of a name,
the name we lost in fear when we over & over built
a graveyard for yearning, with steel brackets.
this foundation
moves like air & you are not far from letting these bricks fall
because you loved & let the structure fall.
in you, the eye, cleared of confusion
the eye, clarified in the heart
in you, deception dispelled
in you, morality, a stepping stone.
zeal has become clarified
& value is seized.
by you blessed, this eye
from which fish emerge on a pier
a star merged with a full moon &
a tower was illumined;
we fell into water & reemerged when the sky
darkened again; i climbed up the steps of my ancestry
& now this heartbeat in stone,
waiting to be touched by your hourglass
when the heart is opened by the beloved,
or when the fingers trace the heart;

there are lives within lives opening like russian dolls.
occasionally, one catches

the fragrance of a distant rose, spiraled inward,
was the kernel Ramakrishna.
there is no falling.
heat will not make this hour.
the flowers skinned alive, petal by petal
fall on etched glass, where pain is malleable
and moving. the spinning center of your body,
still like a humming bird,
as the hourglass spins and this red festival
of fire falls, shorn from a distant memory.
when the beloved gazes though the lover’s eyes
what is blue and brown, but the symmetry of her hour
where colors melt in eyes touching, and invisible hands made
visible in muteness. i walk a spiral in your heart
and two moons are fused in one, a crescent and a pearl.
i am a fisherman and you are blue.

i have no 
thing to offer you,
but this touch, where i disappear.


you gaze though me at yourself.
you are always only blue. i am brown like the earth
swathed in your sky blue utterance.
    you are cosmos whirling wide
sea breezes on the turf of the tide rise up
like innumerable hands. Breezes bust the waves
and the space between your lips open and
      the cedars rowed in the air,
your soul hovered above the glen, a gleaning
of who you once were,
and shall become when time is set in motion again.​
 you are above the bed post hovering
like angels above a cardinal’s bed of soot and sear, pristine,
i want to surrender to your silence which peels me.
– Arif K
​

(These are poems I wrote to the eternal beloved: heart-Chinmoy, Chinmoy-heart)
http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/
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Entire Arif K writing
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Additional Photos from today
​  January 10, 2020

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BEYOND ALL TELLING    "...-without knowing it-..."    Jan. 6, 2020                "...​vanishing from view..."

1/6/2020

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NO MARGIN FOR SLIPPING
INTO PAST OR FUTURE
=
NAKED IN GRACE
ALONE WITH THE ALONE
BEYOND ALL TELLING
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STATE OF BEING ‘JUST THIS’
IS THE ONLY COMFORT
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5:26 AM-1/6/20

* "i want to surrender to your silence which peels me."
“I have nothing to offer you,
but this touch,
where I Disappear.”

Arif K
https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/index.html

https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/a-peeling-be-totally-mad-this-neglected-exiled-animal-
run-naked-notes-to-the-beloved-january-6-2019
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​https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/grace-births-a-soul-winter-solstice-sunriseafternoon-december-21-2014

https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/fertile-invisible-compost-the-long-light-after-time-your-flesh-shall-be-a-great-poem-january-19-2019

https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/beyond-belief-invisibility-sunriseafternoon-january-19-2017 
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See Arif Category on OceanSpeak Column to right of page
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here i came to the very edge
where nothing at all needs saying,
everything is absorbed through weather and the sea,
and the moon swam back,
its rays all silvered,
and time and again the darkness would be broken
by the crash of a wave,
and every day on the balcony of the sea,
wings open, fire is born,
and everything is blue again like morning. 

—Pablo Neruda
​https://www.davidsanger.com
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/01/why.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29
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What began in those early days
was the seed of today's grace,
and it must continue to grow,
but without being in any way spectacular
or drawing attention to itself
(Fenelon: 
​"Beware the humility that can speak its own name").
In my younger days
there was a great deal of wanting to be noticed
for my weariness of the world,
love of silence
​ and the urge to solitude.

True as all that may have been true then,
it was too self-conscious to be very deep.
God made up for my limitations,
as God does for each of us.
Now I live,
not as someone who has cut herself off from the world, found the solitude, and wants the world to know it,
but as a person who hopes to serve
- without knowing it -
​God's plan to be revealed in the world
and to the world.
This, then, makes clearer to me what it means to be - "Hidden with Christ in God".

Patricia Masters

https://contemplativedaybook.blogspot.com/2020/01/looking-back.html?showComment=1578227578832#c8649671643949505354
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​AFTERNOON
I have been thinking of the difference between
water and the waves on it.
Rising, water's still water, falling back, it is water.
Will you give me a hint how to tell them apart?
Because someone has made up the word "wave,"
do I have to distinguish it from water?

There is a Secret One inside us; the planets in all the galaxies pass through his hands like beads. 
That is a string of beads one should look at
with luminous eyes.
—Kabir
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2020/01/there-is-secret-one.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29
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WORDS ARE SYMBOLS
AS IS ALL ELSE
IN MANIFESTED FORM
INCLUDING THOUGHTS
 
WITHOUT THOUGHTS
OR WORDS
      
YOU ARE THE MORE
CLEAR SYMBOL.
ATIAH ALONE*
UTTERS
MANIFESTS
 
IT IS ALL THE SAME
AND YET NOT THE SAME
IT IS MORE THAN
THIS

​PEACE BE STILL
O GLAD BREATHER

ew
Tuesday, April 01, 2003
6:24AM


 *ATIAH
=
All That Is AH!

(Above is a Random Pick Whisper from
ew
​Booklet Series Unpublished Archives)
The source of Consciousness is Consciousness.
 Consciousness is all there is.
***** 
The universe goes on its merry, mystical, magical way
until you start observing it
and you, by observing it,
create problems.
  The working of the universe
 has no problems.


January 6
The Net of Jewels
Ramesh S. Balsekar
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We feel that we can exercise our volition,
 yet deep down we know
 that there is an order infinitely more powerful
 which seems to dictate our life.
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The man of wisdom is devoid of ego
 even though he may appear to use it.
His vacant or fasting mind
 is neither doing anything nor not doing anything.
 He is outside of volition, neither this nor that.
He is everything and nothing.

January 7
The Net of Jewels
Ramesh S. Balsekar
Read More Below
for Full Circle
Ouroborus Center Point-Zero Point
+
Repeat of Random PIck Whisper

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ETERNAL'S ENSOULED EMBODIMENT  "...silence which peels me.."          MILESTONE  June 2, 2019

6/2/2019

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IT IS ALWAYS NOW & ALWAYS
 THAT QUALITY MOMENT
IN/OF/AS
ETERNAL’S ENSOULED EMBODIMENT…
ALL THE SAME
(WITH OR WITHOUT A BREATH, BODY OR MIND)
LIVING…ALWAYS NOW….
 WHAT HUMANS DESCRIBE AS
​‘THE AFTERLIFE’

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4:32 AM-6/2/19


THAT ABOVE MOMENT HAPPENED
4:15 AM
Sunday, June 2, 2019

See Read More below Afternoon Photos
for
Full Wording of the Above Realization
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Rejoice! The aspiration of Hafiz
and the breath of all believers

who rise with the sun and with God
have broken the heavy chains of
illusion and set me free.

 http://www.rassouli.com/
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BELOW
This 
Song of Freedom  
was waiting 

via the InBox for E-mails this morning...
...read AFTER the above
Morning Whisper Happened/Happens


Hafiz - Song of Freedom

Last night, midnight became
an exalted dawn.....
.....as they kissed the grief
from my mouth and breathed
the breath of life between these lips.
In that holy darkness, they let me
drink from the Waters of Life.
The light of love poured
through me until I fell down drunk,
reeling in ecstasy.
This cup has spilled over!
Now the wine of reflection shows
only the beloved’s grace.

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What a glorious midnight!
What a blessed darkness
when, on that Night of Great Reward,
I finally received the deed
to the fortune of my soul.
From now on, my face
is the mirror which everywhere
reflects love’s ultimate beauty.
In the splendor of this place,
I saw all the wonders of eternity revealed.
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So does it really surprise you
that I dance through the streets
singing out joy for all those
privileged enough to have ears?
For this, I received the alms of my salvation.
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For on that day,
the Unseen Messenger brought me
this magnificent news:
Tyranny and grief can never prevail over
patience and the steadfast heart.
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These, my friend, were
the keys to my freedom.
All the sugar pouring from my words
is the sweet reward of patience.
For this, they gave me the whole cane stalk!
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Rejoice! The aspiration of Hafiz
and the breath of all believers

who rise with the sun and with God
have broken the heavy chains of
illusion and set me free.

 http://www.rassouli.com/
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Sunrise Dec 19, 2014 Harbour Island Beach
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December 24, 2014 Harbour Island Sunrise Beach
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December 26, 2014 Sunrise Harbour Island Beach

THE ABOVE HAFIZ POEM 
from the upcoming book

  Hafiz: Wisdom of Madness
Selected Poems

See this Link for More Information

http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/2019/06/hafiz-song-of-freedom.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+NoMindsLand+%28No+Mind%27s+Land%29

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I want to surrender
to your silence which peels me....

arif k.

Full Poem Here
http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/
Also see  CATEGORY arif k.
on right column of this webpage
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​AFTERNOON
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Full Sharing of REALIZATION - Morning Whisper
Additional Afternoon Photos


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TAO SILENT PRESENCE  "...no one here to awaken."  June 1, 2019   "...only purpose you are here for..."  OrgasmicSneezes Milestone

6/1/2019

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+AS THE PRESENT MOMENT

 IS ALWAYS BEFORE/DURING/AFTER FOREVER
=
 THE TAO SILENT PRESENCE

∞
ALL IS ETERNALLY WELL*
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2:14 AM-6/1/19
*See Random Pick Below
+
Orgasmic Sneezes
below
Afternoon Photos

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*RANDOM Pick AFTER the Morning Whisper Worded
​#42 WORRY
OSHO
 TRANSFORMATION TAROT
​

 
Have you ever taken note of one thing? –
the present is always juicy the present is always blissful. 
​
Worry and suffering are created
 either by what you wanted to do in the past
and could not do,
or by what you want to do in the future
 and don’t know whether you will be able to do or not. 
​
 Did you ever notice,
did you ever look at this small truth,
that there is no suffering in the present,
 there is no worry?
  This is why the present does not disturb the mind –
anxiety disturbs the mind. 
​​
There is no suffering in the present.
 The present doesn’t know suffering--
the present is such a small moment
 that suffering cannot fit into it.
 In the present only heaven can fit, not hell.
 Hell is too big! 
​
The present can only be peace,
 can only be happiness.

OSHO
#42 WORRY
 TRANSFORMATION TAROT
David Carse - ‘nobody home’

The flute does not know music:
it does not know ‘G’ from ‘B flat;’
it does not know tempo or emphasis, 
and cannot make music come out of itself:
it’s just a hollow bamboo stick with holes in it!
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It is the musician who has the knowledge 
and the skill and the intention 
and the dexterity, and whose breath
blows through the instrument
and whose fingers manipulate the openings
so that beautiful music flows out.
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When the music is ended,
no one congratulates the wooden stick
on the music it made:
it is the musician who is applauded and thanked
for this beautiful gift of music.
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It is precisely so with what we think of as our ‘selves.’ 
We are instruments, hollow sticks, 
through which the Breath, the Spirit, the Energy 
which is Presence, 
All That Is, 
Consciousness, flows.
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Just as it is not the flute making the note, 
but the Musician making the note through the instrument,
so it is the breath which is Presence 
which animates this mind and body
and comes out through this mouth
to make it seem
that this mouth is speaking words.
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The basic misunderstanding, 
the basic ignorance,
is this unwitting usurpation of the role of Musician 
by the instrument. 
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This inversion of the truth is spontaneously realized
when the  Understanding occurs.
It becomes obvious that there is no individual, 
that there is ‘nobody home,’ 
no entity here to be the doer or not.​
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Because awakening
is..... 
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...simply the Understanding
​ that there is no one here to awaken.


~ David Carse, Perfect Brilliant Stillness


http://nomindsland.blogspot.com/2019/05/david-carse-nobody-home.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+NoMindsLand+%28No+Mind%27s+Land%29
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​AFTERNOON
What in your life is calling you?
When all the noise is silenced, 
the meetings adjourned,
the lists laid aside, 
and the wild iris blooms by itself
in the dark forest,
what still pulls on your soul?
—Rumi
DIMENSIONS
JOHN MCINTOSH
​

There ‘is’ only ONE,
despite the appearance of many.
This ONE may be called Pure Conscious Awareness,
SELF or many other names.
IT is indivisible
but when the belief in separation is present
the ‘Light’ of Consciousness
​ seems to ‘split’ into numberless parts.
This phenomena [illusion or dream]
is also represented by the concept of ‘dimensions’,
which are only levels ‘of’ the Awareness of ONE.
The less the Awareness,
the so called lower the level
of ‘perception’ of dimensions.

The third dimension is the most commonly known
with much talk about
4th and 5th dimensions in recent years.
You are NOT the body-mind-identity [a person]
​ or the thoughts the mind generates
… anything that is temporary is NOT Real …
just part of the projections
on the screen of Consciousness or Nothing-ness
when separation is believed in.
When Consciousness departs a body-mind-identity
[what the false self calls death]
it does not go to a so called ‘other side’ …
it ‘goes’ nowhere since ONE
​ has no distance to and from anything.
The projected dream continues in a subtler body
[also an illusion]
and leads the dreamer to other dream experiences …
all with the single purpose of Awakening
to the full Awareness of the ONE IT ‘is’.
The departure from the body
​does not somehow bring you to Truth.

All this activity is simply dreaming ‘within’ dreams ...
no matter how beautiful or so called ‘spiritual’ it may seem.
The mind loves phenomena
and makes these concepts of dimensions,
subtle bodies and other unseen entities
somehow ‘special’ …they are NOT,
......(they are) 
just another variety of dreaming
but with an enormous influence
to ‘distract’ you from the
only purpose you are here for …
​
the full Awareness
of the God you ‘are’
as ONE.

https://www.johnmcintosh.info/post/dimensions
Don't be afraid to show your light..
If it ends up being too much for people..
​tell them to wear sunglasses!

Gabrielle Roth
You just have to determine
to settle for nothing less than being FULLY ALIVE,
to show up, be who you are,
​and share your gifts.

Gabrielle Roth
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...offering this touch where i Disappear....
arif k





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Remembrance Rock in the distance.....

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​ORGASMIC SNEEZES


After all of the Cavorts with Self-Timer clicking away.....
.......We Perched and Snuggled and Rested on Remembrance Rock below....for the longest...just Paused.....no self-timer clicking...
....and suddenly without warning....
a series of Orgasmic Sneezes began
...we counted the "usual 15" of them.....
....this has Happened several times this lifetime
when a huge CHANGE in the life is occurring.....or rather...
 this always MARKS the CHANGE and Final Shift at the time...

Years ago, long after these type Episodes had been Happening,
we found More re: this via OSHO
see Category in right hand column for
OSHO CREATION ORGASM
Below
we NOW Understand
that yesterday... May 31st...
there was Preparation
for what Happened today
with the
​ Orgasmic Sneezes
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NEVERBORN/NEVERDIE TOUCH      "Become the sky"   4/28/19       "..don't allow yourself to be confused by people."                                         "....the freedom of madness."

4/28/2019

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 REALIZED ORIGINAL ONENESS
JUST IS
​<

OFFERING ONLY A TOUCH
THAT CAN NEVER DIE*
 
THE TOUCH OF A NEVERBORN/NEVERDIE ONE
HAS ALWAYS BEEN
ALWAYS IS
ALWAYS WILL BE

∞
IT IS THE CORE OF ALL
IT IS
 &
THAT IS

=
​
THAT WHICH CANNOT CHANGE**
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4:42 AM-4/28/19
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*i have no thing to offer you, 
but this touch, where i disappear.

arif k
https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/

**Rather than focus on what needs changing
Turn the attention to what cannot change.

Wu Hsin
Solving Yourself
Aug 19

Also shared here at end of this post:
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/invisible-space-arrogance-of-belonging-august-19-2018
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"The spider taketh hold with her hands,
and is in kings' palaces"
 - Proverbs 30:28

See this page for More
re: this Synchronistic Biblical Message of the Spider

https://www.onlythebible.com/Bible-Gems/Wisdom-of-the-Spider.html
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The New Rule
Rumi


It's the old rule that drunks have to argue
and get into fights.
The lover is just as bad. he falls into a hole.
But down in that hole he finds something shining,
worth more than any amount of money or power.
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Last night the moon came dropping its clothes in the street.
I took it as a sign to start singing,
falling up into the bowl of sky.
The bowl breaks.
​ Everywhere is falling everywhere.
Nothing else to do.
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Here's the new rule: break the wineglass,
and fall toward the glassblower's breath.

Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
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Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You're covered with thick cloud.
Slide out the side.
Die, and be quiet.

​ Quietness is the surest sign
that you've died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
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"I used to want buyers for my words.
Now I wish someone would buy me away from words.

I've made a lot of charmingly profound images,
scenes with Abraham, and Abraham's father, Azar,
who was also famous for icons.

I'm so tired of what I've been doing.

Then one image without form came,
and I quit.
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​Look for someone else to tend the shop.
I'm out of the image-making business.

Finally I know the freedom
of madness.
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A random image arrives. I scream,
"Get out!" It disintegrates.

Only love.
Only the holder the flag fits into, and wind.
​No flag. "

~  Rumi

​http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-rule.html
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​AFTERNOON
​If you want to perceive and understand objectively,
just don't allow yourself
to be confused by people. 

Detach from whatever
you find inside or outside yourself -
detach from religion, tradition, and society,
and only then will you attain liberation.
​
When you're not entangled in things,
you pass through freely...


Lin Chi
Buddhis
t
All explanations are myths
whose truth-value we assign subjectively. 
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They are true only
insofar as we say that they are true. 
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They are stories we conjure up and tell ourselves
in order to make sense of the disconnected,
context-free phantasmagoria of present perception. 
​
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It makes no sense to proclaim any explanation
for the present to be objectively true...


Bernardo Kastrup
Philosopher
More Than Allegory

Above  in the color font from

https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2019/04/perspective-carse-lin-chi-kastrup-bailey.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29
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Put thoughts to rest.
The real being, with no status,
is always going in and out through the doors of your face.

If you want to be free,
get to know your real self.
It has no form, no appearance, no root, no basis, no abode,
but is lively and buoyant.
​It responds with versatile facility, but its function cannot be located.
Therefore when you look for it you become further from it,
when you seek it you turn away from it all the more.
Just put thoughts to rest and don't seek outwardly anymore.
When things come up, then give them your attention;
just trust what is functional in you at present,
and you have nothing to be concerned about.
If you want to perceive and understand objectively,
just don't allow yourself to be confused by people. 
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Detach from whatever you find inside or outside yourself –
detach from religion, tradition, and society,
and only then will you attain liberation.
When you are not entangled in things,
​ you pass through freely to autonomy.



—Lin Chi
​
https://peacefullpresence.blogspot.com/2019/04/put-thoughts-to-rest.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FmnCFM+%28Love+Is+A+Place%29
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Oh soul-
You worry too much.
You have seen your own strength.
You have seen your own beauty.
You have seen your golden wings.
Of anything less-
why do you worry?
You are in truth-
the soul,
of the soul,
of the soul.
~Rumi
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"THE INWARD SEA"    "My Own Splendor"  "Flaming Sword Angel"    "... this Touch where i Disappear.”   MILESTONE  April 19, 2019

4/19/2019

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Continuing with the Sharing of
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita

Thomas Byrom
This Sharing began 3/26/19
​There are 20 chapters
​

Below is Chapter 
19
My Own Splendor
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DISSOLVING
< 
DISSOLVED
INTO
“THE INWARD SEA”*
< 
THE AKASHA TAO CORE OF ORIGIN
ALWAYS PREVAILS
(unless thinking otherwise!)
ew
6:02 AM-4/19/19

*See  Afternoon Photos Section Today
&
Read More for Howard Thurman INWARD SEA Quote
&
​More.......
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19
My Own Splendor

​

1
With the pincers of truth I have plucked
From the dark corners of my heart
The thorn of many judgments.
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2 
I sit in my own splendor.
​
 Wealth or pleasure,
Duty or discrimination,
Duality or nonduality,
What are they to me?
3
What is yesterday,
 Tomorrow,
Or today?

What is space,
Or eternity?
​
I sit in my own radiance. 
​
4 
​What is the Self,
Or the not-Self?

What is thinking,
Or not thinking?

What is good or evil?
​
I sit in my own splendor.
​ 5
I sit in my own radiance,
And I have no fear.

Waking, Dreaming, Sleeping,
What are they to me?
​
Or even ecstasy?
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​ 6
What is far or near,
Outside or inside,
Gross or subtle?
​
I sit in my own splendor.
7
 Dissolving the mind,
 Or the highest meditation,
The world and all its works,
Life or death,
What are they to me?
​
I sit in my own radiance.
8
Why talk of wisdom,
The three ends of life,
Or oneness?

Why talk of these!

Now I live in my heart.

Above from
The Heart of Awareness
A Translation of the
Ashtavakra Gita

Thomas Byrom
This Sharing began 3/26/19
​There are 20 chapters
​

 Chapter 19
My Own Splendor
Entire Book (pdf) with Excellent Introduction:
http://mystic7.org/images/companies/1/Books/Free/The%20Heart%20of%20Awareness.pdf?1445090941313​​​​​​
I can only offer you this Touch where i Disappear.
ew/arif k.
 





​AFTERNOON
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I am in the mood to dissolve into the sky.
Virginia Woolf​
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​The Inward Sea
Howard Thurman
​

 
There is in every person an inward sea,
And in that sea there is an island
And on that island there is an altar
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And standing guard
before that altar is the
​ angel with the flaming sword.
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"Nothing can get by that angel
to be placed upon that altar
unless it has the mark
​ of your inner authority."
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"Nothing passes
'the angel with the flaming sword'
to be placed upon your altar
unless it be a part of
​ 'the fluid area of your consent."
This is your crucial link with the Eternal."
--Dr. Howard Thurman
Excerpt from Howard Thurman's Meditation of the Heart.  

http://usslave.blogspot.com/2011/04/howard-thurmans-inward-sea.html
WHEN YOU ARE FREE
JOHN MCINTOSH


When you are FREE of conditioning nothing ‘sticks’
to divert your Attention from Who You Really Are.

-The glamor of the world swirls around you without effect

-Sorrow begs you to acknowledge its victim-hood
but is met only with compassion and never sympathy
that would fan the flames of that illusion
-Special abilities entice you to broadcast
your new-found power over illusion
but you remain ‘fixed’ on Truth and Peace ‘IS’


-Without effort,
your radiance touches and embraces the entire dream
and every version of dreamer within, that still sleeps
-Without any ‘doing’,
an infinite Light shines on every dark corner of the grand dream


-Many recoil in shame or fear as their disguises melt away

-Others approach with caution and scepticism,
dazzled by this ‘influence’ that lifts and inspires
but asks nothing
​-Some few gravitate
to the boundless Life You Are
​as their ancient burdens lose control


-Each one who still sleeps,
is in some way affected
and at the level of their open-ness,
shift ever more inward toward their own Freedom
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-If called to act you are shown precisely what to do,
where to go,
what to say and to whom,
unencumbered by the conditioning
that once colored and tainted every action,
every word, every thought
-Your actions are Pure
and when complete are departed from completely
See this LINK for Photos/Quotes that date...September 7, 2018  - applies to today as well!
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/survived-into-thrived-all-pervading-peace-imprisoned-splendor-may-escape-september-7-2018
Freedom covets nothing, 
​holds onto nothing and craves nothing.
​

https://www.johnmcintosh.info/post/when-you-are-free
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​​See Read More Below
for full Quotes
​+

​Link for  ANGEL WITH FLAMING SWORD
Saint Teresa-of-Avila
 
+
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A PEELING    "Be totally MAD!"   "This neglected, exiled animal..."  "...run naked..."  "notes to the beloved"         January 6, 2019

1/6/2019

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‘YESTERDAY’ VERY STRANGE….
…LIKE A NON-STOP COLLISION
OF
QUANTUM DIMENSIONS HAPPENING…
A PEELING OF SORTS…*
< 
…AND NOW THIS MORNING…
 ALL IS SETTLING SEEMINGLY BRAND NEW…
BUT REALLY IS SOULAND’S**
MORE PURELY ANCIENT CORE TRUTH

ew
2:50 AM-1/6/19

* "i want to surrender to your silence which peels me."
“I have nothing to offer you, but this touch, where I Disappear.”

Arif K
https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/index.html
See Arif Category on OceanSpeak Column to right of page
 

**Ram Dass
See Ram Dass Category on OceanSpeak Column to right of page
i want to surrender to your silence which peels me.
I have nothing to offer you, but this touch, where I Disappear.

Arif K

https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/index.html
ALSO:

https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/ah-the-peeling-surrender-again-milestone-sunriseafternoon-january-25-2017
&

​If you google for the whole quote + the word OceanSpeak...the links will appear...
The Freedom of Madness
A man needs a healthy dose of madness,
else he will never do anything great, anything new, anything real.
If you want to be truly alive and truly free you must be mad.
It is the mad ones who find the treasure.
It is only the mad ones who are daring enough to break free.
It is the mad ones who have all the fun.
You must be utterly mad
Mad to dance, laugh, and cry
Mad to live and mad to die
Mad to be oneself,
And mad enough to lose oneself.
​Mad enough to risk everything for freedom, for truth, for the heart, for love.
Mad enough to lose all respectability if it means staying true to life and to oneself.
Mad enough to go to the depths of Hell and find therein Heaven.
Mad enough to go into insanity if need be to discover true sanity.
Be totally MAD!
Let people feel that you are dangerous, crazy, and weird.
Let them fear you and admire you even as they fear you.

Your madness will protect you from being chained 
​ and also from the chains of being understood.
​
Let them be afraid to get too close –
lest their excuses and illusions are destroyed by your fire.

Lest the fire spreads to them and they catch your madness also.
Revel in your madness.
​
Run naked through the streets shouting wildy
Learn to love your madness, your primordial chaos.
Dare to be ecstatic, dare to be untamed.
Go crazy, and not just a little. Go all the way.
Be The Madman

https://artofwonder.org/2018/01/04/the-madman/
True Identity cannot be lost.
No matter how many masks you wear
the unique face underneath cannot be lost.
It cannot be lost, but it can be forgotten.
The I cannot be lost, but it can be blinded.

To find it again is only to remember
that which you already knew.

It is the remembrance of your true identity.
The search is for ones true identity.
For who you ultimately are,
and what is your essential source.
To know through and through
the essence of your being.
And to live that,
​ to express that in the world
.

https://artofwonder.org/2018/03/25/true-identity/​
We can hardly bear to look.
The shadow may carry the best of the life we have not lived.
Go into the basement, the attic, the refuse bin.
Find gold there.
Find an animal who has not been fed or watered.
It is you.
This neglected, exiled animal,
​ hungry for attention,
is a part of your self.

~Marion Woodman
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2019/01/05/28750/
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The Daily Lesson – January 6, 2019
“I in the midst of me is the spiritual son of God, the Christ,
Melchizedek—He who was never born,
who will never die,
and who is and always will be invisible.

I am the invisible Presence within me.
I am the invisible Presence which goes before me to make the way clear;
I am the invisible presence which walks beside me as protection.
I am the invisible Presence which follows after me as a rear guard.”

~Joel S Goldsmith
A PARENTHESIS IN ETERNITY

www.iwso.org/thedailylesson.htm
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​AFTERNOON
This color font below - excerpts from Arif K's full poem 
Notes to The Beloved

https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/index.html
​

Full Poem in READ MORE
below Afternoon Photos
the softness of friendship
melts into relationship
with the divine who beholds the inside
of a rose, spiraling through your eyes
& the silence which proceeds your beholding
gives plasticity to objects, to hate;
what does it mean to gaze in the mirror
of the true friend? to hold ones own
inmost gaze in the fire of mutual longing
for the divine.
to rise
in seizing the kinetic God
& be stilled as possibilities
are felt in the vibrancy between
words which is the vibrancy of the heart
forged in a common
longing.
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 we can at last
say we know the form of silence, that silence doesn’t brood
is not a premonition as it is a lisping of a name,
the name we lost in fear when we over & over built
a graveyard for yearning, with steel brackets. this foundation
moves like air & you are not far from letting these bricks fall
because you loved & let the structure fall.
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in you, the eye, cleared of confusion
the eye, clarified in the heart
in you, deception dispelled
in you, morality, a stepping stone.
zeal has become clarified
& value is seized.
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when the heart is opened by the beloved,
​ or when the fingers trace the heart;
there are lives within lives opening like russian dolls. 
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i walk a spiral in your heart
and two moons are fused in one, a crescent and a pearl.
i am a fisherman and you are blue.
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i have no thing to offer you,
​ but this touch, where i disappear.
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you gaze though me at yourself.
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you are above the bed post hovering
like angels above a cardinal’s bed of soot and sear, pristine,
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i want to surrender to your silence which peels me.
- Arif K
Excerpts from
  • https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/index.html
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notes to the beloved - Arif K

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POSSESSED BY 'SILENCE WHICH  PEELS ME'                                                 Sunrise/Afternoon   December 26, 2017

12/26/2017

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∞
REMAIN POSSESSED BY TRUE REALITY
OF
TAO CORE
∞

< 
ALL IS DESTROYED EXCEPT
THAT WHICH ORIGINALLY BREATHES-INFUSES  
LIFE INTO ALL FORMS
& NON-FORMS

∞
ew
2:42 AM-12/26/17


i have nothing to offer you,
but this touch, where i disappear
i want to surrender to your silence which peels me.

- Arif K

https://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/index.html
A MUST surrender
to the Great Silence
which peels any remaining me.

dmm/ew

2:50 AM-12/26/17

See this link for MUCH MORE re: “history” of such dmm/ew ‘surrender’:
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/ah-the-peeling-surrender-again-milestone-sunriseafternoon-january-25-2017
also can google for:
SURRENDER THAT PEELS ME  ARIF K.

He paused,
half hopefully, half timidly, whenever Captain Whalley
made the slightest movement
in the deck-chair,
as though expecting
to be conciliated by a soft speech
or else rushed upon
and
hunted off the bridge.

— Joseph Conrad,
The End of the Tether, 1902


See EXCELLENT (& long) article
re: this Joseph Conrad book:
The End of the Tether:

http://webdoc.sub.gwdg.de/edoc/ia/eese/artic98/nustedt/9_98.html
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Whalley's lawyer retrospectively describes him in the same manner:

"The old fellow looked as though he had come into the world full grown and with that long beard.

I could never, somehow, imagine him either younger or older [...]

There was a sense of physical power about that man, too.

And perhaps that was the secret of that something peculiar in his person
which struck everybody who came in contact with him.

He looked indestructible by any ordinary means that put an end to the rest of us.
It was as though he were certain of having plenty of time for everything.

Yes, there was something indestructible about him;
and the way he talked sometimes
you might have thought he believed it himsel
f"


LOTS OF COMMENTS AT END OF HUGELY LONG ARTICLE HERE..
http://webdoc.sub.gwdg.de/edoc/ia/eese/artic98/nustedt/9_98.html

.THE ABOVE
IS ONE OF THOSE END COMMENTS...

http://webdoc.sub.gwdg.de/edoc/ia/eese/artic98/nustedt/9_98.html
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 AFTERNOON.......
Wang asked Wu Hsiin:
"When shall I achieve this clarity?"
Wu Hsin replied,
"When the when is dead".
Wu Hsin

...below....preparing/wallking toward self-timer photo shoot on the log
All pursuits
All searches,
Takes one away from the natural state,
That state in which one always is.

Wu Hsin

All methods bind.
Those who are free
Hold to no system,
No regimen.
Wu Hsin
Embrace, my child, that which
You seek to avoid;
The fear of absence.
Absence of concepts,
Absence of ideas,
Absence of anyone to have them.
To be fully present therefore requires that
One be fully absent.
This is the Great Emptying.

Wu Hsin

When one becomes water,
One's thirst is quenched.
Wu Hsin
Know what you are not and
Be what you are.
Wu Hsin

Stop talking and thinking.
Therein, nothing can remain unknown.

Wu Hsin

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BAUBO MEDICINE    "Let go into the Clear Light..."             "...sail on solar wind."      Sunrise/Afternoon  March 5, 2017

3/5/2017

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BAUBO-WOMB LAUGHTER
ERASES ALL THAT IS ABSURDLY DESTRUCTIVE
 OF TRUTH OF BEING
< 
WHEN IT ALL IS DESTRUCTIVE
BAUBO’S ‘MEDICINE’ REMINDS/CREATES
< 
ONLY ORGASMIC JOY REMAINS
ew
4:49 AM-3/5/17
Remember the Clear Light,
the pure Clear Light from which everything in the universe comes,
to which everything in the universe returns;
the original nature of your own mind….
Let go into the Clear Light, trust it, merge with it.
It is your own true nature, it is home.

The Tibetan Book of the Dead

Quoted by miriam louisa in her recent Timely sharing here:
https://thisunlitlight.com/2017/03/04/how-extraordinary-how-beautiful/
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With zoom lens...another EXTREMELY windy morning/day
The secret of seeing is, then, the pearl of great price.
If I thought he could teach me to find it and keep it forever
 I would stagger barefoot across a hundred deserts after any lunatic at all.
 But although the pearl may be found, it may not be sought.
 The literature of illumination reveals this above all:
although it comes to those who wait for it,
 it is always, even to the most practiced and adept,
 a gift and a total surprise. 
 I cannot cause light; the most I can do is try to put myself in the path of its beam.
 It is possible, in deep space, to sail on solar wind.
 Light, be it particle or wave, has force:
you rig a giant sail and go.
 The secret of seeing is to sail on solar wind.
Hone and spread your spirit till you yourself are a sail,
whetted, translucent, broadside to the merest puff….

Annie Dillard

https://makebelieveboutique.com/2015/03/17/11861/​
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 I want to surrender
to your silence which peels me.
 
i have no thing to offer you,
but this touch, where I disappear.

 
 
Arif K.
notes to the beloved
Conclusion to long overflowing Love Wordings on this page

http://www.poetseers.org/submissions/2006-2/arif-k/​

THE DEER KNOWS
Whispers from Beyond The Silence
​ew 
 
STILL AS THE ANCIENT DEER IN A WOODS
WATCHING THE ARMED HUNTER
BUILD HIS TREE STAND...  
MY SOUL IS CAMOUFLAGED
BY YOU,
O BELOVED BREATHER
THAT
BREATHES ME 
 
THEY STEALTH AROUND
WITH THEIR BOWS/ARROWS AND
KILLING APPARATUS 
 
ANY WORDS OR THOUGHTS
IN OR FROM ME
CAUSE THEM TO SEE
 WHAT THEY ARE LOOKING FOR
 
THEY SHOOT TO KILL…..FOR SPORT AND CONTROL
 
THEY BELIEVE
A DEAD CARCASS
HAD NO SOUL 
 
THEY BELIEVE
THEY KILL THE BREATHER
ew
Feb 14, 2003
Youthanasia Acres
Near Dublin, Indiana 
​
​BEYOND SILENCE WHISPERS
​ew
 
I AM BEYOND THE SILENCE
 
 
IF TRUTH IS SPOKEN
FROM
BEYOND THE SILENCE,
WORDS ARE MISUNDERSTOOD
EXACTLY
POLAR OPPOSITE
TO THEIR TRUE MEANING.
 
ONE IS THEN CRUCIFIED
AND
PROJECTED UPON
WITHOUT
MERCY.
 
TRUTH LIVED
IN AND FROM
PURE DIVINE SILENCE
IS A VIBRATORY RATE
SO ATTUNED
AND
ATONED
THAT THE WORLD
CANNOT PERCEIVE THE FORM….
CANNOT HEAR THE WORDS.
 
HOWEVER
EACH WILL SEE AND PROJECT,
TEACH AND LECTURE,
AS THEY SEE FIT
ACCORDING
TO THEIR OWN
NEEDS AND VEILS.
I  AM OF BEYOND SILENCE
OF
THE ALMIGHTY PRESENCE..
 
I WAIT
TO BE MOVED
ACCORDING TO DIVINE STIRRING,
INCLUDING WORDS,
UNTIL DIVINITY ORCHESTRATES
THE APPROPRIATE VIBRATION
FOR THE OTHER’S SOUL.
 
TO HOLD IN SUCH SILENCE
ALLOWS OTHERS TO PROJECT
TEACH
AND SEE
WHAT IT IS
THEY NEED TO EXPERIENCE
FOR THEMSELVES. 
​
IF I RESPOND OR REACT
IN PERSONAL MANNER
(EVEN UNSPOKEN THOUGHTS)
THIS COLLUDES WITH THEIR REALITY
CONFIRMING TO THEM
IT IS SO.
 
THE VIBRATIONS COLLUDE
TO
CREATE REALITY.
IN FACT
THE REALITY IS CREATED
RATHER INSTANTLY
IF DIVINE FORCES MEET WITH HUMAN.
 
 
THIS IS LIKE
LIGHT BEING USED
TO EITHER MAGNIFY
WHAT AN OTHER BELIEVES
OR….. 
 
CAN BE USED,
IF TOTALLY CLEAR AND PURE,
TO MELT WHAT AN OTHER
ERRONEOUSLY BELIEVES IS REAL. 
​
RIGHT USE
IS NOT
DETERMINED
BY
ANYTHING HUMAN.
RIGHT USE
IS
A
RESULT
OF
AT-ONE-MENT.
RIGHT USE
IS
A
RESULT
OF
CREATOR AND CREATION
BEING ONE.
 
​
​RIGHT USE
IS
BEYOND
HUMAN AWARENESS.
Love’s Silence
is
Being
the
Still Small Voice
from
Beyond The Silence

∞

ew
late 1990’s
Youthanasia Acres
near Dublin, Indiana
A Neverborn/Neverdie One
Remembers God and Godess Archetypes
including
A TAO'D
BAUBO

http://www.goddessgift.com/goddess-myths/goddess-baubo.htm



​Read More below
for all Whispers on this Sharing
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AH!  THE PEELING SURRENDER AGAIN    Milestone                                                        Sunrise/Afternoon  January 25, 2017

1/24/2017

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http://www.bellanuda.com/tag/liquid-nude-theme/?link=home
See Read More  at end of Afternoon Photos...
for  AK Nichols' "liquid nude themes" and more




​AH!  THE PEELING SURRENDER AGAIN
HERALDS EMBRYONIC
PRIMORDIAL UNVEILING
< 
THE TAO CORE
 OF
DOUBLE OUROBOROS/INFINITY SYMBOL
MIDLINES’ CROSSING
< 
MOON/SUN LIGHT INHALES/EXHALES
IN UNISON
 THE FORM AND FORMLESSNESS
< 
INSIDE QUIVERS CEASE WITH THIS
EMBRYONIC RECOGNITION REMEMBRANCE 

ew
2:26 AM-1/25/2017

 
"i want to surrender to your silence which peels me."
“I have nothing to offer you, but this touch, where I Disappear.”

Arif K

 
(googled for above Arif K ‘peeling’ quote  that Surfaced to consciousness earlier
when we Stilled for Understanding re: the possessing quivers in body..that felt close to soul as well.... wondered momentarily if they were of "darkness" and/or more Clearance...
Became STILL to LISTEN beyond hearing
​ before the above pre-sunrise Whisper Worded)

 
See Read More  at end of Afternoon Photos...
for  AK Nichols' "liquid nude themes"
​ and more
 
 for this
Peeling Embryonic Recognition Milestone "Repeat” - similar to approx 30 yrs ago
HELP ME TO A NEW INSIGHT...
ONE FILLED WITH EMBRYONIC RECOGNITION
Above Surfaces to consciousness:
(2:38 AM-1/25/17)

∞
dmm's Inner Whisper
Quaker Boarding School in mid 1960;s
http://scattergood.org/

See Read More

POOFING PRACTICE
RareFiring - Rarifying - RareFlying
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"Knowing he knows nothing....."   The Peeling                                                               Sunrise/Afternoon  November 17, 2015

11/17/2015

 
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A PEELING AWAY OF ALL THAT WAS
< 
PEELING A WAY OF ALL THAT IS

ew
4:37 AM
11/17/2015

 
"i want to surrender to your silence which peels me."
“I have nothing to offer you, but this touch, where I Disappear.”

Arif K
googled for 1st above Arif K quote and find previous OceanSpeaks on first page with the quotes
memory is so "peeled" i did not remember this fact re: google/OceanSpeak quotes.....
so yet another Fresh Synchronicity!


The Peeling is a Refreshing Way of Life


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In every moment
Wu Hsin is doing
Exactly what he is supposed to be
Doing.
He knows this because
He knows that
He is not
Doing anything.
Wu Hsin
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Where does Wu Hsin call Home?
He resides in the space between
The nothingness from which he emerged and
The infinity that envelops him.

Wu Hsin

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Chin Ho told Wu Hsin,
“I must be going; there is so much
I have to do”.
Wu Hsin smiled.
“The world goes along quite well
Without you and your doings.
Didn’t it do so
Before you arrived in it?
Don’t you believe it will do so
After you’ve left it?
Why not stay with me and
Let’s do nothing for a while longer?”
Wu Hsin
The true mystic does not confuse
What-Is with
What appears to be.
Knowing he knows nothing,
He is the incarnation of non-interference.
Wu Hsin

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After The Fire's Burning...."the deep pull of The Mystery"                                      Sunrise/Afternoon December 15, 2014

12/15/2014

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From the beginning
the flying birds have left
no footprints on the blue sky

~ Miso Soseki
translated by W.S. Merwin
http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2014/12/from-beginning.html

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Above Photos from:
  http://plantingground.tumblr.com/post/102789628125
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Above photo from:
http://primitivesouls.tumblr.com/post/103137082687/consumed-c-renee-hohler-primitivesouls-all


The Beauty of Death

Take from me all earthly raiment and place me deep in my

Mother Earth; and place me with care upon my mother's breast.
Cover me with soft earth, and let each handful be mixed
With seeds of jasmine, lilies and myrtle; and when they
Grow above me, and thrive on my body's element they will
Breathe the fragrance of my heart into space;
And reveal even to the sun the secret of my peace;
And sail with the breeze and comfort the wayfarer.
The Deep Pull of Love

When I am not present to myself, 
then I am only aware of that half of me,
 
that mode of my being which turns outward to created things. 

And then it is possible for me to lose myself among them. 
Then I no longer feel the deep secret pull  of the gravitation of love
which draws my inward self toward God. 

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My will and my intelligence lose their command of the other faculties.
 
My senses, my imagination, my emotions,  scatter
to pursue their various quarries all over the face of the earth. 


Recollection brings them home. 
It brings the outward self into line with the inward spirit,
 
and makes my whole being answer the deep pull of love 
that reaches down into the mystery of God.



~ Thomas Merton
from No Man is an Island
http://beautywelove.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-deep-pull-of-love.html
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Leave me then, friends - leave me and depart on mute feet,
As the silence walks in the deserted valley;
Leave me to God and disperse yourselves slowly, as the almond
And apple blossoms disperse under the vibration of Nisan's breeze.
Go back to the joy of your dwellings and you will find there
That which Death cannot remove from you and me.

Leave with place, for what you see here is far away in meaning
From the earthly world. Leave me.

–Kahlil Gibran

Excerpt from:
http://deathdeconstructed.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-beauty-of-death.html
i want to surrender to your silence which peels me.
- Arif K


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“I have nothing to offer you,
but this touch, where I Disappear.”
Arif K.





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LISTEN...........with "Memoryless Attention"                                                                   Sunrise/Afternoon  September 20, 2014

9/20/2014

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LISTEN TO THE SOUL
THERE IS NO OTHER
ALL ELSE IS FOLLY
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Another "Sacred Cow" Disintegration on The Rock                                                                            Sunrise  July 22, 2014

7/22/2014

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Peeled
Disintegrated
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Nature Knows Best
Cessation of All Concepts
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The Master doesn’t try to be powerful;
thus he is truly powerful.
The ordinary man keeps reaching for power;
thus he never has enough.

The Master does nothing,
yet he leaves nothing undone.
The ordinary man is always doing things,
yet many more are left to be done.

He has no will of his own.
He dwells in reality,
and lets all illusions go.

Lao Tzu
  • Tao Te Ching
  • translation S.Mitchell

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Internment < Interment                Sunrise  June 22, 2014                                                   

6/22/2014

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Be thoroughly dead and buried in God.
Meister Eckhart
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I pray God to make me free of God,
for [His] unconditioned Being is above God and all distinctions.

Meister Eckhart


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i want to surrender to your silence which peels me. -
Arif K.

The Ocean is as Still as The Silence which Peels me this morning.
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Equinox < Ensoulment < Embodiment                                                                     Sunrise/Noon    March 20, 2014

3/20/2014

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"Beyond Opposites" Life              Noon  February 22, 2014

2/22/2014

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Enabling others to view you as their line of credit
is to promote disempowerment and a misplaced sense of entitlement.

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When you find another expression of the Infinite,
honor the alchemy of the meeting of two divine perspectives to create new possibilities.
Guard its sanctity from the pollution of worldly games.
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Living from the heart produces the unpredictable spontaneity mind would deny us
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When our lives are surrendered to the Infinite,
the fluid pattern becomes one of unfolding perfection –
what it was always meant to be.
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We are not responsible for saving someone on an ongoing basis
if their conduct indicates they are not prepared to help themselves
and they keep returning to their old mode of conduct.
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The heart does not open until the mind has been silenced.
Only then will the infinite preciousness of life reveal itself.
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Live now from that part of you which has neither a beginning nor an end.
Only beyond opposites shall you find authenticity.
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i have nothing to Offer You
but this Touch where i Disappear
Arif K.
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Peeled by The Silence   &    A Near-Shore "Rogue" Ocean Wave....                       July 26, 2013

7/26/2013

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The Great Dancer's Celebratory Canvas   Noon  May 4, 2010                     SILENT'S SONGS

5/5/2013

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_ i want to surrender to your silence which peels me.

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