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Originally Posted by Nowayout
Ok but then why
Why all the suffering
The decay
The killing
The hunger for blood.
Whose dream is this I am on?
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The seeming commotion
Is what we set into motion
Deludedly seeking expansion in the external
For an identity illusionary and ephemeral
When free will self realises one day to choose
Voluntarily and without excuse
To go in within
In stillness sanguine
We choose resonation
With the Divine Love vibration
Until then we experience oscillation
Cause set up as our own creation
To exit suffering
View both pain & pleasure as events fleeting
Our clinging association
To form causes agitation
Just be still
Allow bliss to overspill
Listen in silence
To the voice of conscience
It speaks to us every moment
Yet we may hear only in stillness poignant
Rotating polarity of attention
Be ever present in dynamic meditation
What is is
Do not quiz
Become again the child
Resting thought turbidity wild
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