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SEPARATISM

Posted on August 1, 2018 by

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) … Continue reading →

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FOOD CHAIN

Posted on February 18, 2018 by

Thoughts feed feelings. It cannot tell the difference between a real snake and an imagined snake. Fear stifles its breathing accelerates its heartbeat and makes it sweat. The pretty girl in your imagination or pornographic video produce the same reaction … Continue reading →

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GET UNSTUCK

Posted on February 12, 2018 by

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading →

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TAPEWORM

Posted on February 4, 2018 by

God sees with the same eye you see with, says Meister Eckhart. Do you live your life, or does Life live through you? Do you breathe to stay alive, Or does the Life-breath breathe you? Life lives and blossoms through … Continue reading →

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GET UNSTUCK

Posted on August 7, 2017 by

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading →

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GET UNSTUCK

Posted on February 10, 2016 by

Leaves from the Tree of Life; brown and withered, dried with growing old, dislodged by the touch of Time; or green, with veins still swelling with rising sap, torn free by an untimely wind. What are they, these dancing treasures? … Continue reading →

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