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ASHRAM MELODY

The best way of enough is all gone,for that there is no argument upon. While there is still something in the dishthere is, in Mind, propensity to wish. Wishing is a film that spreads itself like jamand turns the dullest … Continue reading

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EMERGENCY EXIT

I must be present nowbefore I can have a past;I must be present nowto create a future then. If I still my present mindand exchange present thoughtsfor nothing at all,I have escaped past and futureand achieved a timeless peacewith no … Continue reading

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TETHER

I am at the end of my tether!Yes.What will happen?The tether will break.Oh, thank God! And what about Me?You are the tether. .

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SQUARING THE CIRCLE

How glad I amthat I am hereand not somewhere else. (If I weresomewhere else,I’d be here.) No escape, then! .

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IN THE DEAD TREE THE DRAGON SINGS

Which tree?Which dragon? A coffin is a dismembered, sawn up tree,undoubtedly dead.The dragon inside could be you or mea winding sheet from heel to head.Buried alive, unable to get out,I can’t think we’d have much to sing about. Merlin was … 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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THE LIMITS OF JEHOVAH

I AMis alwayssubjected toI wasand I will be. It cannot therefore go beyond, to Perfect Peace and Happiness. .

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YES

Meanwhile I have been: cutting back brambleswhere they clutch at the passing skin; watching a golden sunfailing to find a cloud to hide within; seeing your faceforgetting to be tiredand shining out across the decadesthen hesitating,(a tight-rope walker above Niagara); … Continue reading

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