Angel or Evil?

deepest blue

2007-08-07T23:39:00.000Z

Hello, hello
To you
Deepest blue,
Hello to you.

   Hello, hello
   To you
   Deepest blue,
   May I swim into you?

Wrap me in your velvet embrace,
Take me down through frozen space,
Where all remains as it is now created and
Dissolve my soul into the mind of God.

   And who are you
   Deepest blue?
   Who are you
   Deepest blue?

Hello, hello
To you
Deepest blue,
Hello to you.

   Hello, hello
   To you
   Deepest blue,
   May I swim into you?

Wrap me in your velvet touch,
Carry my soul to where the angels brush
The pains away from these mortal bones and
Carry me softly to my eternal home.

   Yes, who are you
   Deepest blue?
   Who are you
   Deepest blue?

−Unknown

strange fate

2007-08-06T10:50:00.000Z

It is the strange fate of man, that even in the greatest of evils the fear of the worst continues to haunt him.

−Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

wrong way round

2007-08-04T11:45:00.000Z

And we, spectators always, everywhere, looking at, never out of anything. Who's turned us round like this?

−Rainer Maria Rilke

seeking the light

2007-08-03T11:43:00.000Z

When someone asks me who they are or what God is I smile inside and whisper to the Light: "there you go again, pretending".

−Adyashanti

true fulfillment

2007-08-02T11:57:00.001Z

Ram Tzu knows this ...

There is a hole
Inside you that
You try desperately
To fill up.

You pour in
Various satisfactions
To make yourself
Feel alright.

Sometimes,
If you can get enough,
The hole fills to the brim
And there is a
Blissful moment of evenness.

But your hole is open
At the bottom.
Its contents always leak through
Leaving you empty
Again
And desperate
For more.

Ram Tzu knows what must be done ...

You must be thrown in the hole.

−Ram Tzu (Wayne Liquorman)

bursting open

2007-08-01T10:25:00.000Z

Light will someday split you open;
even if your life is now a cage ...
Love will surely burst you wide open
into an unfettered, blooming new galaxy.

−Hafiz

true happiness

2007-07-31T10:15:00.000Z

True happiness is uncaused, and this cannot disappear for lack of stimulation. It is not the opposite of sorrow, it includes all sorrow and suffering.

−Nisargadatta Maharaj

love and dignity

2007-07-29T06:31:00.000Z

Love and dignity cannot share the same abode.

−Ovid

always here

2007-07-27T12:34:00.000Z

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Is it in the sun-lit meadow
Is it in the rocks and trees
Is it in the blue and yellow
Is it in the one who sees.

   This radiance I recognise
   even when I close my eyes.

Is it in the words, unspoken
Is it trackless, flightless birds
Is it in the silence, broken
Is it in between the words.

   This living Truth, you make so clear
   the speaking stops but still I hear.

And I cannot see how I missed this before.
Who I am is always here, of this I'm sure.
Is it in the circle's dances, is it in a quiet mind.
Does it only come in glimpses, is it an event in time.

   This peace, this peace, that permeates
   my mind, my moods, these changing states.
   Is it in your thought that I hold so dear
   other than your ocean eyes.

When you walk away, does it disappear
could it be so localised.
This love, this love, which no-one claims
you come, you go, but it remains.

   And I cannot see how I missed this before.
   The love we are is always here, of this I'm sure.

Is it in the sun-lit meadow
Is it in the rocks and trees
Is it in the blue and yellow
Is it in the one who sees.

   −Kirtana

rolling in ecstasy

2007-07-26T14:10:00.000Z

You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.

−Franz Kafka

heartbreak

2007-07-24T12:39:00.000Z

The more we open to whatever is appearing, the greater are the challenges. The more we see, the more our heart breaks. In our surrender to the heart broken open, all the way, there is freedom. In our attempts to not feel the pain of the heart breaking, in our attempts to know what should be, there is bondage.

−Gangaji

depths of the heart

2007-07-18T22:30:00.000Z

A human being has so many skins inside, covering the depths of the heart. We know so many things, but we don't know ourselves! Why, thirty or forty skins or hides, as thick and hard as an ox's or bear's, cover the soul. Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there.

−Meister Eckhart

sum of perfection

2007-07-16T13:04:00.000Z

Creation forgotten,
Creator only known,
Attention turned inward
In love with the Beloved alone.

−St John of the Cross

Olvido de lo criado,
memoria del Criador,
atencion a lo interior
y estarse amando al Amado.

depths of love

2007-07-15T15:01:00.000Z

As the river surrenders to the Ocean,
surrender yourself to the Self, the Source.
And if you find you are still swimming on
the surface of the Ocean, stop swimming
and you will sink to the Depths of Love.

−Papaji

doors of perception

2007-07-14T14:35:00.000Z

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.

−William Blake

hypnotic dream of separation

2007-07-13T15:00:00.000Z

All that apparently manifests in the hypnotic dream of separation – the world, the life story, the search for home – is one appearing as two, the nothing appearing as everything, the absolute appearing as the particular.

−Tony Parsons

nothing but love

2007-07-12T08:51:00.000Z

Artists in each of the arts seek after and care for nothing but love.

−Marsilio Ficino

to see or not to see

2007-07-11T11:09:00.000Z

Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes
That they behold and see not what they see?
They know what beauty is, see where it lies,
Yet what the best is, take the worst to be.
If eyes corrupt by overpartial looks,
Be anchored in the bay where all men ride,
Why of eyes' falsehood hast thou forgèd hooks,
Whereto the judgment of my heart is tied?
Why should my heart think that a several plot
Which my heart knows the wide world's common place?
Or mine eyes seeing this, say this is not
To put fair truth upon so foul a face?
In things right true my heart and eyes have erred,
And to this false plague are they now transferred.

−William Shakespeare (Sonnet 137)

daring souls

2007-07-10T08:00:00.000Z

God made sense turn outward, man therefore looks outward, not into himself. Now and again a daring soul, desiring immortality, has looked back and found himself.

−Katha Upanishad

time and space

2007-07-09T07:27:00.000Z

O space and time! Now I see it is true, what I guess'd at,
What I guess'd when I loaf'd on the grass,
What I guess'd while I lay alone in my bed,
And again as I walk'd the beach under the paling stars of the morning.

−Walt Whitman (from Song Of Myself)
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attaining the unattainable

2007-07-07T18:15:00.000Z

The Unattainable is Attained by its Unattainment.

−Nicholas de Cusa

root of everything

2007-07-05T22:57:00.000Z

Why are you so afraid of silence,
silence is the root of everything.
If you spiral into its void
a hundred voices will thunder messages
you long to hear.

−Mevlânâ Jelal-uddin Rumi

non-sensical world

2007-07-04T06:20:00.000Z

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary-wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

−Lewis Carroll (Alice's Adventures in Wonderland)

born geniuses

2007-07-03T09:37:00.000Z

Everyone is born a genius, but the process of living de-geniuses them.

−Richard Buckminster Fuller

apparently two, in reality one

2007-07-02T08:30:00.000Z

The consciousness in you and the consciousness in me, apparently two, really one, seek unity, and that is love.

−Nisargadatta Maharaj