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FLANDERS FIELD

Enter the Heart Chakra. What can be seen? A meadow. An enormous meadow, stretching as far as can be seen in all directions. In the centre of it is a great tree. “What is this great meadow?” “It is Flanders … Continue reading

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GRETA

When you are watching Greta at the United NationsYou are watching Mother Earthweeping for her children. .

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BUTTERFLY’S EGG

Nature’s miniatureopalescent crystal ball. Explore it from outside-inand your finest scientific eyesare lost in its unimaginable vastnesswhich opens onto the totality of the outer universe. Nothing can be seenby blinded scientific eyesof the everything there.For the would-be observer dissolves. Explore … Continue reading

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MULTIPLE

In Buddha’s sunlit laboratory(or Dhamma chamber),experiments by laboratory assistants(or monks)demonstratethat if you shine the lightof investigationon form, feeling, perception, thoughts and consciousnessand apply continuous mindfulnessat the very centreof the rising and fallingof these phenomena,all things are seento be without a … Continue reading

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I, ME, MINE

In the Beginning (or perhaps a little later) there was I. And then, because I was lonely, there was me. And we got on like a house on fire! And, so that we could have something in common, there was … Continue reading

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THE SEASON

The season slides to wind and showers and sharp hot sun (for rare half-hours) and all the world lays waste its powers pursuing what it cannot own. Then mists and fogs and hazy sunrise ships’ dull horns and lazy gull … Continue reading

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SILENCE

Opium heals, applying a chemical bellows to the Vital Heat; a golden silence. At what cost! Matchstick limbs out of Auschwitz, fever-bright eyes. Such sweet poison! Music heals, early music; Greek Olympian music. Clusters of notes with open phrasing dancing … Continue reading

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SIVA

Foothills of the Himalayas. How vast and towering, Mount Meru! From that icy, lifeless peak behold the plains and pains of men! Frozen, jagged jewels merely compound his charms and devotees still jostle to be martyred in his arms. One … Continue reading

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BANDS

Down on the plains the air is thick with dust and shouting. (Even the animals shout as they are goaded to where they do not want to go from where they do not want to be). All curse and squabble … Continue reading

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LISTENERS

Where there are listeners there is no silence. Either the sounds of the listeners’ minds rebound from the boundlessness of space, or the universe itself pounds out a multivociferous chatter; the sound of reaching out, selecting rejecting and pain; coming … Continue reading

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