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When you separate yourself by belief, by nationality, by tradition, it breeds violence. So a man who is seeking to understand violence does not belong to any country, to any religion, to any political party or partial system; he is concerned with the total understanding of mankind.
Jiddu Krishnamurti
The realization of oneness.
What my Coffee says to me August 9 - drink YOUR life in - look beyond the veil of separation, seek love and balance in our connection to each other. Jennifer R. Cook @catsinthebagdesignposts is connected to all of you through daily illustration for your mental health.
The one I love
The one I love is everywhere
Wherever you look you find her there
The one I love is in the clouds and trees
The one I cherish is wild and free
We are one, awake and in dreams
The one I am with is within me
I close my eyes and her face I see
When its all so quiet is when she talks to me
Wherever I go she is always with me
I am her and she is me
Helplessly in love is how we feel
Cause the one I love is the only thing that's real
The one I love is beauty itself
She is all there is, so vast and immense
I am possessed by her, there's nothing as intense
I write her poetry, but words can't express
How deep is my love or how much she loves back
She is also so in love, she keeps coming back
She is restless inside she is insomniac
The one I am with is the one I am
I see her through the myth and to the music we jam
Cut through the noise, in stillness here I am
At the core and pith, silence rules this land
I met my light and lover and we finally could dance
Under the dust cover, we are in a love trance
This is bound to happen it's not luck or chance
We are just here laughing enjoying our romance
The one I love fills me with bliss
The one I love is a divine kiss
The one I love is the one am is
The one I love is all there is
Art is the funnel, as it were, through which spirit is poured into life.
― Thomas Mann
Remembrance of silence
Watching my body as it moves when it breathes
I wonder how it is to have no boundaries
To be as free as the birds and the bees
To grow from seeds like the plants and the trees
As I go deeper in my interiority
I found myself disappearing suddenly
Into the ocean melted my mind and body
I am no longer! only existence is in its purity
I remember how the sky was clear
In this emptiness, not even me is here
Behind all the clouds of desires and fears
Here and now I can see you, my dear
I see visions long lost in time and space
I see memories and pictures of a distant place
I hear epic stories and tales of another phase
I meet the chosen ones who have quit the race
I remember being free from myself
I am no longer trapped in all the nonsense
I remember having the greatest wealth
of being one with oneness when there's nothing else
I remember the home where I came from
The only place where I am truly welcome
In stillness arises a silent rebellion
I saw my death in my own armageddon
I remember the magic of ultimate freedom,
The beauty of nature at it's most equilibrium
With millions of flowers that grow and blossom
I hear the music and poetry of silent wisdom
The ultimate freedom is from oneself
The freedom of melting into the immense
The experience of life at its most intense
Greater than treasures and more precious than gems
Seeking nothing
What difference does it make?
In this vast endless emptiness...
What difference can an atomic wrinkle
on the surface of a grain of sand make?
Waking up from the dream I realized...
This burning house contains nothing of worth
I chose silence over custom
And in absolute quietness
To my home I have come back
I dive into this placid serenity
Staring at a blank canvas
I saw the most beautiful painting...
No distractions or ripple of thought
Hours go by like microseconds
Time and space are no longer there...
I seek nothing!
And seeking nothing I've found my path
Standing on top of the mountain peak
Filled with bliss tears rolled down my cheeks
As the greatest discovery unfolds
I have forgotten all that I have been told
In this peaceful blankness
I seek nothing
And seeking nothing I've found myself
A glare of recognition filled the immense sky
A light of acceptance glowed and lit the dark
I seek nothing but up the stream I followed the river
I saw the whole, I've found something bigger
All these words are unable to describe it
Fall into yourself and trust that you will find it
“A hush, a sigh, a whisper in the night, And I am one with all created things; With every beast that runs, or creeps, or swims, Or flits through moonbeams swift on leathery wings; Then know I joy as eagles in their flight, And share a secret with the souls of kings”!
Stewart Dunlop -of Greenock, Hong Kong, Oban, and Dunoon / shared by doughter Mrya Duffy of USA / Dunnoon, at Glenan Wood's bioflorescent night walk at Cowalfest 2024
What do you want?
Restless, tireless, exploitative,
Longing for nothing
At the expense of everything...
What is it that you want?
Where are you going?
Where will all the roads,
They made for you lead you?
What causes your misery?
What is your ultimate desire?
Why do you want it?
You go on running in all directions
gathering knowledge and collecting answers...
Are those even your questions?
You go on following
Where is it that they are going?
You go on seeking
What is it that you seek?
You go on running their roads,
What is there for you to achieve?
Why are you here?
Are you really here ?
Where are you?
Where are you stuck?
What went wrong?
Who are you?
Blindfolded!
What did you expect to see?
Clogged ears!
What did you expect to hear?
Stuffy nose!
What did you expect to smell?
You go on taking all the roads...
Except your own!
How can you see the beauty?
How can you hear the music?
How can you admire the fragrance?
How can you fall in love,
Unless you see for yourself?
Where is it that you are going?
What is it that you are running after?
Who is it that you are running from?
What do you want?
Isn't beauty enough?
Isn't poetry enough?
Isn't music enough?
How can't you fall in love?
Who are you?
It's not far away!
It is always within reach,
Take the jump!
Don't look back at a world on fire!
Forge straight ahead,
Without stopping take the quantum leap
No one but you knows your destination
You might have forgot it
But you have never lost it
Who are you?
Start a road of your own
With your ears hear the music!
With your eyes see the beauty!
With your nose smell the fragrance!
With your whole dance in celebration of who you are!
