ANTIDOTE TO ALL ILLUSORY
(BUT SEEMINGLY REAL)
KILLING FIELDS
<
CENTERPONT OF AKASHA TAO CORE STILLNESS
AS THE DERVISH WHIRLS
<
EXHANGE RUNAWAY WHIRRING
GERBIL WHELL/WHEEL CAGE
for
DERVISH WHIRL
<
SOUL TAO CORE CENTERPOINT
OVERFLOWING THRU
FLINGING OUT OF
THE HOLY FOOL DERVISH
FORMLESSNESS IN FORM
FORM IN FORMLESSNESS
THE ‘BOO’ MOMENT*
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4:27 AM-1/31/19
*
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4:27 AM-1/31/19
(BUT SEEMINGLY REAL)
KILLING FIELDS
<
CENTERPONT OF AKASHA TAO CORE STILLNESS
AS THE DERVISH WHIRLS
<
EXHANGE RUNAWAY WHIRRING
GERBIL WHELL/WHEEL CAGE
for
DERVISH WHIRL
<
SOUL TAO CORE CENTERPOINT
OVERFLOWING THRU
FLINGING OUT OF
THE HOLY FOOL DERVISH
FORMLESSNESS IN FORM
FORM IN FORMLESSNESS
THE ‘BOO’ MOMENT*
ew
4:27 AM-1/31/19
*
ew
4:27 AM-1/31/19
*There is nothing you need do or understand.
God will just pop up one day as you amble along,
jumping out when you least expect Her
with a BOO loud enough
to stop your mind and your heart forever.
http://www.sentient.org/lookingwithin.html
(above source link no longer exists…
this quote saved in dmm archives many years ago)
See Read More...below Afternoon photos
God will just pop up one day as you amble along,
jumping out when you least expect Her
with a BOO loud enough
to stop your mind and your heart forever.
http://www.sentient.org/lookingwithin.html
(above source link no longer exists…
this quote saved in dmm archives many years ago)
See Read More...below Afternoon photos
THE IMMORTALITY OF REAL LIFE
SUSTAINS
AS
TAO’S SILENT CORE
∞
SINCE BEFORE/DURING/AFTER
THE FOREVER IMMORTALITY
OF
HUMANS’ PURE EVIL
IN ALL EONS AND DIMENSIONS
ew
2:42 AM-2/6/18
See this OceanSpeak for Lengthy and Excellent quotes/descriptions by Arthur Guirdham- HOSTAGE TO THE DEVIL & More:
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/the-forever-immortality-of-humans-pure-evil-milestone-february-6-2018
SUSTAINS
AS
TAO’S SILENT CORE
∞
SINCE BEFORE/DURING/AFTER
THE FOREVER IMMORTALITY
OF
HUMANS’ PURE EVIL
IN ALL EONS AND DIMENSIONS
ew
2:42 AM-2/6/18
See this OceanSpeak for Lengthy and Excellent quotes/descriptions by Arthur Guirdham- HOSTAGE TO THE DEVIL & More:
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/the-forever-immortality-of-humans-pure-evil-milestone-february-6-2018
“…do what I might, I was destined to receive into my heart
the spears of the world’s evil....
the spears of the world’s evil....
...I knew I had done it in the high temple so many hundreds of years back,
that it was given to me to absorb in my being
the evil and tension that made others sick,
and, under the beautiful, indifferent moon,
I was afraid but in a distant and impersonal way
because I knew
that there was nothing I could do to avoid it.”
page 92
Arthur Guirdham
The Island
https://ellisctaylor.com/2016/01/09/new-years-eve-without-arthur-guirdham/
MORE QUOTES ON ABOVE LINK
that it was given to me to absorb in my being
the evil and tension that made others sick,
and, under the beautiful, indifferent moon,
I was afraid but in a distant and impersonal way
because I knew
that there was nothing I could do to avoid it.”
page 92
Arthur Guirdham
The Island
https://ellisctaylor.com/2016/01/09/new-years-eve-without-arthur-guirdham/
MORE QUOTES ON ABOVE LINK
AFTERNOON
Poet's Obligation
To whoever is not listening to the sea
this Friday morning, to whoever is cooped up
in house or office, factory or woman
or street or mine or harsh prison cell:
to him I come, and, without speaking or looking,
To whoever is not listening to the sea
this Friday morning, to whoever is cooped up
in house or office, factory or woman
or street or mine or harsh prison cell:
to him I come, and, without speaking or looking,
I arrive and open the door of his prison,
and a vibration starts up, vague and insistent,
a great fragment of thunder sets in motion
the rumble of the planet and the foam,
the raucous rivers of the ocean flood,
the star vibrates swiftly in its corona,
and the sea is beating,
dying and continuing.
and a vibration starts up, vague and insistent,
a great fragment of thunder sets in motion
the rumble of the planet and the foam,
the raucous rivers of the ocean flood,
the star vibrates swiftly in its corona,
and the sea is beating,
dying and continuing.
So, drawn on by my destiny,
I ceaselessly must listen to and keep
the sea's lamenting in my awareness,
I must feel the crash of the hard water
and gather it up in a perpetual cup
I ceaselessly must listen to and keep
the sea's lamenting in my awareness,
I must feel the crash of the hard water
and gather it up in a perpetual cup
so that, wherever those in prison may be,
wherever they suffer the autumn's castigation,
I may be there with an errant wave,
I may move, passing through windows,
and hearing me, eyes will glance upward
saying "How can I reach the sea?"
wherever they suffer the autumn's castigation,
I may be there with an errant wave,
I may move, passing through windows,
and hearing me, eyes will glance upward
saying "How can I reach the sea?"
And I shall broadcast, saying nothing,
the starry echoes of the wave,
a breaking up of foam and of quicksand,
a rustling of salt withdrawing,
the grey cry of sea-birds on the coast.
the starry echoes of the wave,
a breaking up of foam and of quicksand,
a rustling of salt withdrawing,
the grey cry of sea-birds on the coast.
So, through me,
freedom and the sea
will make their
answer to the shuttered heart.
Pablo Neruda
http://peacefulrivers.homestead.com/PabloNerudaWord.html
freedom and the sea
will make their
answer to the shuttered heart.
Pablo Neruda
http://peacefulrivers.homestead.com/PabloNerudaWord.html
The Prison of Certainty
- John O'Donohue
When we domesticate our minds and hearts,
we reduce our lives.
We disinherit ourselves as children of the universe.
Almost without knowing it,
we slip inside ready-made roles and routines
which then set the frames of our possibilities.
We acquire sets of convictions in relation
to politics, religion and work.
We parrot these back and forth to each other,
as if they were absolute insights.
- John O'Donohue
When we domesticate our minds and hearts,
we reduce our lives.
We disinherit ourselves as children of the universe.
Almost without knowing it,
we slip inside ready-made roles and routines
which then set the frames of our possibilities.
We acquire sets of convictions in relation
to politics, religion and work.
We parrot these back and forth to each other,
as if they were absolute insights.
Yet for the most part
these frames of belief function as self-constructed barriers,
fragile cliches pulled
around our lives to keep out the mystery.
The game of society
helps us to forget the unknown...
these frames of belief function as self-constructed barriers,
fragile cliches pulled
around our lives to keep out the mystery.
The game of society
helps us to forget the unknown...
The control and ordering of society is amazing:
we comply so totally with its unwritten rules.
In a city at morning,
you see the lines of traffic
and the rows of faces all on their way to work.
We show up.
We behave ourselves.
We obey fashion and taste.
we comply so totally with its unwritten rules.
In a city at morning,
you see the lines of traffic
and the rows of faces all on their way to work.
We show up.
We behave ourselves.
We obey fashion and taste.
We have a deadening desire to reduce the mystery...
We bind our lives up in solid chains of forced connections
that block and fixate us.
This silences the voices within us
that are always urging us to change and become free.
Our sense of uncertainty and our need for security
nail our world down.
We bind our lives up in solid chains of forced connections
that block and fixate us.
This silences the voices within us
that are always urging us to change and become free.
Our sense of uncertainty and our need for security
nail our world down.
We confine mystery within
the prison of routine and repetition.
Your response to the invitation at the edge of your life
becomes reduced to a series of automatic reflexes.
We live so much of our one life
with the same automatic blindness of adaptation.
the prison of routine and repetition.
Your response to the invitation at the edge of your life
becomes reduced to a series of automatic reflexes.
We live so much of our one life
with the same automatic blindness of adaptation.
After a while, unknown to you,
a wall has grown between you
and the native forces of your experiences.
You go through life only half aware...
This subtle conditioning
becomes so effortless
that you are only half present in your life.
a wall has grown between you
and the native forces of your experiences.
You go through life only half aware...
This subtle conditioning
becomes so effortless
that you are only half present in your life.
[But] Everywhere around us mystery never sleeps.
The same deep nature is within us.
Each person is an incredibly
sophisticated, subtle,
and open-ended work of art.
We live at the heart of our own intimacy,
yet we are strangers
to its endless nature.
The same deep nature is within us.
Each person is an incredibly
sophisticated, subtle,
and open-ended work of art.
We live at the heart of our own intimacy,
yet we are strangers
to its endless nature.
Each of us needs to travel inwards
from the surface constraints
and visit the wild places within us
and answer the question: Who are you?
Who are you behind your role?
Who are you behind your words?
from the surface constraints
and visit the wild places within us
and answer the question: Who are you?
Who are you behind your role?
Who are you behind your words?
Who are you when you are alone with yourself?
Who are you before
you slip back safely behind
the mask and the name
by which you are known during the day?
Who are you before
you slip back safely behind
the mask and the name
by which you are known during the day?
If you can awaken the eternal beauty and light of your soul
you will break through the prison of certainty
and bring light wherever you go.
John O'Donohue
From: Eternal Echoes
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you will break through the prison of certainty
and bring light wherever you go.
John O'Donohue
From: Eternal Echoes
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More re:
The "BOO!" Moment
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More re:
The "BOO!" Moment
Additional Photos
The BOO! Moment
People want an action plan -
like 'look into the emptiness' or 'meditate' or 'read this book'
or 'understand this' or 'delve into your true self' or whatever.
Ho ho! If you are drawn to action or inaction, great.
But ultimately, something in you will stop and never start up again.
When, or how... who knows?
It will be unique.
In the meantime, it seems that most folks
are searching for what they already are;
so sometimes just relaxing and calling off the search
may make that, well, obvious.
Then what is here, now?
Thought would say nothing is here.
But there is something.
People want an action plan -
like 'look into the emptiness' or 'meditate' or 'read this book'
or 'understand this' or 'delve into your true self' or whatever.
Ho ho! If you are drawn to action or inaction, great.
But ultimately, something in you will stop and never start up again.
When, or how... who knows?
It will be unique.
In the meantime, it seems that most folks
are searching for what they already are;
so sometimes just relaxing and calling off the search
may make that, well, obvious.
Then what is here, now?
Thought would say nothing is here.
But there is something.
Well... I could say something like
'where were you before you awoke this morning',
but that to me just sends folks off
into more mental play with words and ideas.
Which, in my opinion, is the foremost method for folks to delay things.
This is not, I feel, about ideas, concepts, thoughts, or insights.
There is nothing you need do or understand
. God will just pop up one day as you amble along,
jumping out when you least expect Her
with a BOO loud enough
to stop your mind and your heart forever.
FROM
dmm MSWord Quote Archives
(the below source link listed is no longer working)
http://www.sentient.org/lookingwithin.html
'where were you before you awoke this morning',
but that to me just sends folks off
into more mental play with words and ideas.
Which, in my opinion, is the foremost method for folks to delay things.
This is not, I feel, about ideas, concepts, thoughts, or insights.
There is nothing you need do or understand
. God will just pop up one day as you amble along,
jumping out when you least expect Her
with a BOO loud enough
to stop your mind and your heart forever.
FROM
dmm MSWord Quote Archives
(the below source link listed is no longer working)
http://www.sentient.org/lookingwithin.html
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