If you put a cat in a cage
and lock the door
and it stretches
and rolls over on its side
and falls asleep,
you have not yet succeeded
in taking away
its freedom.


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Register the birth.
Now register the death.
All unfinished business
ends with the breath.

Ends. But then again begins
as we all come back for more.
Even though we long forgot
what it is we come back for.

Only while the breath continues
to feed the brain
and work the sinews,
can we put an end to pain
and stop it coming back again.

Keep a record of what’s needed
to be done (or else undone);
to be planted (to be weeded)
to be finished (or begun).


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If stopping were easy,
a thought beam
properly directed
would thread silently
through atom after atom
and bring the entire universe
to a standstill.

An empty mirror
reflected in itself. 

Not easy.
Not difficult.
A judicious response
to the Problem of Pain.
A letting go
of all phenomena.



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Take away the brain
and the mind has nowhere
to shape itself in.
It needs to find another somewhere.

Take away the mind
and the brain
is a runaway train
without a driver to apply the brakes.

The brainless mind
fades back
into the fading of
its own devices.

The mindless brain
is left in the scrap yard
of merely mechanical resources.

Broken Brain

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

into which words……the finest words
disappear into


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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;
of one Fire.
They feel compassion
and sympathetic joy
and friendly interest.

Others again
see transmutation
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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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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