... the way is without fighting.

[edited 12.22.06]
"unless you are as eager for nirvanic bliss as a man whose hair is on fire would be for a pond in to which to dive. don't start. it's too tough."

why would someone on fire to create nirvanic bliss ever want to put the fire out?

[edit 07.31.07]
It's the drive and WILL that qualifies the desire. The metaphor is of the amount of devotion to the cause. As one whose hair is on fire would struggle to put out the flames, one would feel the devotion to nirvana... bliss. The achievement is really in the letting GO. No need to prove the desire. The act itself should be sufficient. LET it BE no need to reflect an illusion of control. The real process is allowing the release of all identity and EGO on your way to some everlasting. Words escape me.

lion=sun
the womb=relationship to the mother.
fire=transformation. all within the mother. moon and serpent represent the power of life to throw off death and come to new birth. Bull=Moon. life=sorrow. opposites. no value--->transcend. when the sun sets it is not in darkness...it is disengaged with time.

time, space, causality. [break the causal chain]

myths are public dreams, dreams are private myths. finding your own dream and following it through will lead you to the myth world in which you live.

dream---->vision---->god=heaven and hell are within you. the truth of truths=when you are awakened. in dreamless sleep you are conscious, but it is covered over by darkness. go awake into that sphere of no specific thing. waking consciousness deals only with that which has already happened, deep sleep holds all that is future. the future comes from no where else but the energies inside you.

vision past the veil-the wisdom body within the world around. then symbols became interpreted as fact, not a symbol. there is good and evil in nature we do not yield. we have lost the symbols. jung can you help "me"? money for a dreamer. will we actualize? what have you done to deserve anything close to sublime? earth=matter. earthling? vishnu sleeps on the cosmic serpent. floats on the cosmic sea and dreams the cosmic universe and every time he opens his eyes a new universe appears then closes. every-time i carry you this way the expansion of time occurs and very few see the change it creates on the surface.

Seek the power within yourself.

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Sit, breathe. Pay attention to what's happening right here and now.
Most of the stuff that is going on in our mind is not about what is happening right here and right now. Check it out sometime and see: most of the stuff that is going on in your mind is either chasing after the past or chasing after the future. Or worrying about the future and regretting or chewing over the past incessantly. And, figuring out who to blame for all our difficulties.

Rilke once said:
i beg you...to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. don't search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. and the point is to live everything. live the questions now. perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer...

I'm begging you, LIVE THE DREAM! Right here and right now, no more excuses.

And it is so...abandon the ego. Reach not for the stars, forget all you think you know.
Flight is the path of my soul.

Are we the ones we have been waiting for?
Sleep not to dream, awake and aware that we are most definitely here.
Among who and what, remains the question.

A quatrain sets us apart. Words from a book printed on paper.
Published. Yet, we blush.
Keep it simple. No more codes.
From scroll to codex, we have defined our history.

And everything goes on and on as before. Where is the "will to power"?
We repeat all we fail to put to memory.
Here comes another semiconscious moment to overwhelm you...

And again the consolation waits until morning.

Will it find you mourning, for yesterday?

this language
is not our own to own

taught words
in order to be controlled

letting go of learning
laughing and only miles away

tingling to think of all that may take place
joy has given me a nod and I stick my feet
out the window seat belt off
and feel the freedom, freedom has to offer

sitting in silence on the inside
surrounded by an unending bell ringing

left aside to dry out in the sun
deflated like an ego

waiting for the rain
to wake me up

so i can begin my run
in this human race

silly thing unhappiness
can't snap out of it

too many secrets sitting
too many games being played

perhaps it is better if i cool in the shade
and chill for awhile rest my eyes

and begin again, anew

We are not place in time
We have not existed in a specific period
We have always been moving-without a safety net
Without a starting point
With no real end-just eternal tidal waves-a transmission of movement
We have never walked on a tight rope-in a straight line

We never had a destination
We never believed in a promise land

Since forever
We just have been hunting for love-for the truth-inner peace-total freedom-a little euphoria
We have always been fighting more for a state of mind than a land
We have walked for so long on broken glass that we do not feel pain anymore

Pain becomes power

We have been hunting for reptiles and freedom sunsets and silence
We have been carrying throughout all deserts all cities and highways
All our visions-Timeless prophecies

We have provided to earth a rotation system
A constant wind-a never repeating mantra
A beautiful tragedy

We gave a direction to chaos
We have filled the silence with whispers
We have learned how to disappear

Daily levitation

We have created a mystic land between reality and insanity where it is possible to exist without compromise

We have transformed our souls into vast playgrounds
We have transformed all highways into carousel's
We never have let them get us down
We never have let them kill our dreams
We have opened all doors-traced on the ground giant white circles
We have transformed all cars into heavenly snakes
We have always shared our truth but we never have been prophets
We have always been carried by the wind-to find food, peace or infinity
We have always been the seeds of chaos-the instant birth of automatic ceremonies

Our life is a procession-an eternal walk on salted waters

We are the nomads on wheels

We will never stop-our land is a road
Our body is a temple
To capture infinity without gloves
To exist without a safety net
To feel the wind with skin
To love without fears
The formula of the movement
Is to never stop

I refuse to believe things will stay the same!
There has to be change! 
Life is all about keeping you guessing.
 
Let GO!
Healing can happen if you let it.
Be present. Don't resent.
It is with anger and hate that life is losing it's ability to find joy.
Holding ON, to what?

Breathe already, live this dream out of the spell that leads you towards hopelessness.

"Lead with love". I keep holding my head in my hands because I have to cover my eyes to keep out the pain. "Lead with love". Even if it means giving up everything. "LEAD with love". Even if it means losing love. My heart breaks, my stomach aches, my head races to find the last sliver of HOPE to remember how to "lead with love". I feel as if I could burst. And then, and only then will I feel the release that I so desperately need.

Is it worth it?

"The only thing that stands between a man and what he wants from life is often merely the will to try it and the faith to believe that it is possible!"

                                                                                             -- Richard M. Devos   


possibilities=life+love+happiness+endless growth...    

The storm last night cleansed so much...
My mind, the air and everything filled with yucky energy

Today it seems clear
No more dispair
Healed heart on it's way

This day has been seeking me out
and I finally let myself be seen

"breathe"