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Start Date: February 18th, 2005
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Last Updated: November 15th, 2007
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November 15th, 2007
at 08:53 AM | Listen to the heart | Comments (0) |
Do not wait, says the heart.
Take a deep breath, my friend
and go deeper.
Life is the purest joy.
To forget
makes it a lonely road.
All the others but reflect
your own passage.
The heart completes it. |
October 25th, 2007
at 09:25 AM | Being love | Comments (0) |
Love remains when the fear falls apart and distraction dissolves, and like a cocoon that opens we don't lock ourselves away any more; but then we never did in the first place.
All there is, is love ... our life, our death, our birth, our creation, our lessons all are doors to open and see you are not separate from me, and I not from you.
Love is ... yet it is not to be measured, or weighed, or limited. In love we let go our own limitations, again and again and again with infinite patience as this too is ours. And even those limitations I see another locked into, are mine to let go.
Each is their own love song ... each is their own life, death, birth, creation ... that which we came with and will go in a time not far from now, when all that remains is the song that carries us on and over to the other side, on the very same wings that carried us right here into the very depth of this now.
Seeing your own reflection in another through the way you react, you may tap into your own denial and your own hurts ... yet ever you tap into your own healing, and into your own song of love anew. In the beginning, in the end it is all about love ... how can it not be ? And all response is about love too.
Love is ... there is no place without. Love your own Self, and see others love each in their own way. Love is a choirus of many voices. Love grows through us all. Love is not separate. Love does not divide, judge, measure, weigh, or tell this is not love. Love allows ... love gives birth, death, life, love creates, love makes light and darkness go hand in hand singing down the road. Love is not somewhere else. Love is the awareness. Do you not hear your own love song, do you not remember ? We came here to live, to die, to give birth, to create, to grow all through the song of being ... |
October 4th, 2007
at 02:10 PM | Autumn | Comments (0) |
Death is a farmer
tilling the fields of dusk
with infinite love.
Oh gently he walks by, closer than
my heart and my thoughts.
A ferryman, he crosses
the river of golden beams.
I play the flute.
Curled ripples travel by,
painted on the surface
by fishes and by waterbirds.
Each day is golden ...
Sinking deeper |
August 15th, 2007
at 07:30 AM | At the end of the journey | Comments (1) |
At the end of the journey, there will be no reward. Nothing will be there to meet our expectations. In truth, all there is is truth.
And like footsteps fading in the dust of times, the search dissolves. There is no end ... there's not even a journey, as we've never been away. And yet each single step has made perfect sense. |
July 22nd, 2007
at 11:04 PM | Be whole | Comments (1) |
Become what you do not know yet ...
Do not get entangled in this dream ...
Be ...
Love |
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| Re: At the end of the journey |
By themnax(August 15th, 2007 at 12:37 PM) |
| i'll buy that. i wish more people could see it too. instead of all this nonsense about meaning and purpose.
looking for beauty and enjoying it when we find it and not screwing it up for anyone else, seems perfectly sufficient to me. and more so then a lot of the nonsense so many seem to think is more important.
of course if you can make someone else's life easier or more rewarding that's all the better too.
but we don't need to kill ourselves without ever noticing or enjoying whats really there. in all its wonderous and unimaginable diversity.
=^^=
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| Re: Be whole |
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| nice idea. Do you know how to accomplish that without getting entangled in the web of shit we live in? Pm me if you wish to reply or answer, it's hard for me to keep up with the changes and shuffles of these forums. |
| Re: We are the connections |
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| dude, im tearE eyed lol thnx for the high |
| wow |
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| totally talented writer |
| Re: We are the connections |
By themnax(July 2nd, 2007 at 01:41 PM) |
| all places are sacred. only humans profane them.
some things make more and less sense to do.
and some ways of doing them.
=^^=
.../\... |
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