Sunday, December 31, 2006


I am
I am separate
I am not
I am all
I am That

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

This is all my whim!

Ai am the song
Ai am the instrument
Ai am the player
Ai listen

in all my glory and splendor
Ai dance a thousand rainbows
There is nothing before me
There is none other than me
all abides in me
Ai arise

This is all my whim!
This is all my whim!

Saturday, December 23, 2006

ice cubes in the ocean

we are icecubes in the ocean
made of the same one substance
appearing as seperate

death is the dissolution of the ice
into the waters of everything

it can be asked "where did the ice go"?
it went to its source
it was only an appearance
caused by an contraction of energy called freezing
its death can be called melting

we are no different than ice cubes in the ocean
once what you are knows itself
you see that you have always been the water
no matter what is happening
freezing and melting are merely
movemements of energy
they are seen as your nature
and you no longer become identified with the process
they happen within you
just as you are the very waters
that surround the icecube

Saturday, December 09, 2006


Ai am all yet all is within me
for Ai am nothing appearing as everything

Below, Beneath and Before

We are nature, The Tao, That, This, It, Guru, Shivaya
Believing ourselves to be people we are reduced to the idiot
The great intelligence forsaken
For the smallness of being some-one

You have been sold on the mirage of becoming
The sentimentality of being spiritual and loving is an even greater deceiver
Does the Sun say it is giving when it warms the solar system
Does the lioness consider herself to be nurturing when she feeds her cubs
Does the earth cry when we rape her

Nature appears as love and violence
They are sisters
Do not attach to either and you will see they are your reflections only

Awaken to truth that you are NOT what you mistake yourself to be
You are That which is below, beneath, before
Once this is seen there is no below, beneath or before

There is beauty, immensity, bliss, but not as you dream of
It is impersonal, greater than the individual
And can not be experienced, you are the beauty you seek,
but so long as you take yourself to be a person
you remain hidden behind a veil, as the moon in her reflection