Author Archives: Universal Octopus

WALKING BACKWARDS?

“All roads lead to Rome”,they say;and travel on the struggles and tracksonwards to their long-lost Home. But if they start with Rome at their backs?And their faces away from the Celestial City?All roads lead away! The further you go,the further … Continue reading

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SCALES OF JUSTICE

It is not easy to sympathise with the victimand not blame his oppressor.It is not easy to sympathise with the oppressorand not say that the victim was asking for it. If the inescapable future is seen, however, Verily I say … Continue reading

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CENSORSHIP

Censorship is no substitutefor Education. This-you-must-not-docreates dualityand ultimatelyopens the door to Force. This-is-the-reason-why-you-should-not-doallows unbiased information,maintains harmony and Unity. .

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TEMPUS MUTAT

People differ in awareness of Time.Brazilian Indians have no word for tomorrow. Time is the measure of thingsmoving through space.Where there is nothing moving,not even thoughts,there is no awareness of Time. When a dog sees you after a gap of … Continue reading

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HEAD AND HEART

If the Head leads,it breeds a webin which the ego lurksto catch its prey. And the Heart pales away. If the Heart rules,the sticky webtransforms into a safety netthrough which the Egoshrivels into the Void. .

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TAPEWORM

God sees with the same eyeyou see with, says Meister Eckhart. Do you live your life,or does Life live through you? Do you breatheto stay alive,or does the Life-breathbreathe you? Life lives and blossomsthrough Natureand thus Nature can heal itself. … Continue reading

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WAITING

Magdalen’s groundsare full of life,full of space. Space, which is mownand cleared,tended and enclosed,its waterways unchoked,brown and sparkling clear. It is home to ducksand coots,to dragonflies and deer. Grass and paths and gatesand streamsand yesterday’s undergraduatesare waiting. Not for the … Continue reading

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