MASTER MAGICIAN

The Ego is so adept at adding things on
to increase its dysfunctional self.
It is hard to be sure that a Man
is truly acting
without ego
or whether he is acting the role of a man
who is truly acting without ego.

Certainly, the religions of the World
all came into existence
to purify the world of ego
yet have ended up as pyramids
with super-egos sitting on top
using the original teachings
to consolidate their precarious positions
and feed/gorge themselves and their allies.

Maybe, in the end, to gain
the final purification from ego
requires the giving up all distinctions
of separateness,
including the words which label their separateness.

The Tao is forever undefined.
Small though it is in the unformed state,
it cannot be grasped.

Once the whole is divided,
the parts need names.
But one must know when to stop.
Knowing when to stop averts trouble.

Tao, in the world, is like a river
flowing home to the sea.

The Tao
Khaos
Voidness
The Abyss.
That which gapes wide open,
is vast and empty…..even of words.

Silence
into which words……the finest words
disappear into
Healing.

 

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POSSESSION

There is the fire that consumes
and the fire that illumines.

There is Desire
and there is Love.

Those motivated by Desire
see things they wish to possess,
things they do not wish to possess,
and other things –
of no interest whatsoever.

Those motivated by Love
see Fellow Travellers
in a thousand different forms;
mirrors
of one Fire.
They feel compassion
and sympathetic joy
and friendly interest.

Others again
see transmutation
everywhere;
and pain.

Only a fool
thinks to possess
the moon
reflected in a pool,
or a sandcastle
or an articulated puppet.

 

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SEPARATISM

This flowering of the Human Spirit
is a reaching out
into the empty wasteland
of the egoic mind
in search of
the lost gardens of Eden.

This fruitless endeavour
to fill its wasteland
with memories
of its past (My was)
and thoughts
of its future (My will be)

is stitched together with
the voice in the head
(about me)
and my videos
(about me);

all projected upon
the long forgotten
and unseen background
of Here and Now.

This wasteland is as insatiably hungry
and eternally empty
as the ever-present Eden
is eternally full
and overflowing
with more than enough
for a million universes.

Switch off the Projector
labelled “Thought”
and let the gentle light shine through;
and feel the gentle Peace arising,
eternally forgiving,
and unsought.

 

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MAGISTER LUDI

So, who are you?
Mr Teacher.

Oh yes. And what do you teach?
I teach people what they already know.

And what’s that?
That they have nothing to learn.

And how long does that take?
Usually many many lifetimes.

Of hard work?
Of hard suffering.

If you are born Mr Rabbit,
you have long ears
and can hear Mr Fox coming.
But you cannot hear Mr Farmer
before his bullet hits your head.

If you are born Mr Dog,
you have lots of rabbits to chase
But all the other dogs will sniff your bottom
and Mr Man will put a leather strap around your neck.

If you are Mr Man,
you will have lots of rabbits to eat
and leads to put on dogs.
But Mr Teacher will put a cage in your brain
so that you can dance in his circus.

 

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STILLNESS

STILLNESS is
the space between movements
the crack in the universe
the gloved hand
with the art
to pull apart
two thin life stitches
and let a stab of nothing in.

 

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MARY’S BOY CHILD

Hark, now hear the angels sing
A new King born today
And man will live for evermore
Because of Christmas day!

A child is born
overprotected
(then neglected)
to drink cow’s milk
and eat calves’ flesh
and wait for Christmas
for his Christmas presents.

But certainly not to live for evermore.

 

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SHE SAID… HE SAID…

Gossip and slander
is pouring water
on the earth.

A knife scraping a stone
does not bruise it.

Even Buddha images
are tarnished.

How can a man of earth
escape censure?

 

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