Short & crisp, savour the taste that does elate and enliven, nodes within as we begin again & again until we ingrain the essence of the divine presence in permanence.

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Recognising all manifestations as vibrations, what is visible and then impressionable signals the coordinate of our attention fulcrum and we have freedom to shift, uplift our consciousness vibration by resonation as of our revised orientation for which all we need to do is to unglue attachments ephemeral and renew our innocent presence eternal in an unending continuum of the stillness pendulum.

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There comes a time as and when ordained by the divine sublime when engagements in the domain external are nonchalantly witnessed with attention fulcrum centred in the internal, the happenings as may be any, which would earlier have exposed our vulnerability to contracting fear cold & clammy, now are graciously accepted as a melodious verse voiced by the Universe with the same equanimity as when destiny smiles, reversing polarity.

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It may be affirmed and confirmed, not that it counts for each of us must directly experience to recount our own validations as of truth cognition and yet anyway, we still speak out say that we are the space, the energised space in the place in form we adorn at the chakra zones wherefrom thousands of nodes, all alive in form are fed and vibrationally led by free will endowed as by the Universe bestowed. The chakras seven allow variety since each by divine piety vibrates differently though if aligned harmoniously, dance in unison to the verse of the Universe beauteously. Each chakra has a polarity save the root & crown and we may activate any pole of choice magnetically, our choice determining our be-ability.

There is more but as said before, the idea is not to page but rather engage the That Presence which unfolds our own boundless magnificence, doable if we so will, with our childlike attention in a timeless continuum staid & still.

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Beholding life in colour, the colour blind said it must be an illusion ... a trick played by my mind but I don’t mind!

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Tricked becomes trickster. Trickster becomes tricked. Life is a game of mind. Each is its own playwright. Every scene must serve self. Different set must be setup. For new scene to start. :director2:

All is, as is, Is

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Continuum of bliss as formless That and in-form This being seamless, the ache of love that does yet manifest is a longing at our own behest, a simple recognition that the transmission by dispersion of the elixir sublime from consciousness benign by pure intention being impossible in isolation, requires cooperation of the recipient by correspondent resonation in voluntary innocence selection for transmission completion.

Where love is there may be no force as in other domains coarse so the transmitter waits for as long as it takes for the receptor to open his eyes and behold in surprise, the lover patiently sitting beside.

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Doing nothing yet the doing was done and in as perceived the doing was done by the doer as the mover and so judged by the perceiver so deceived and as the non-doer appearing as a doer to the other was not affected by the echoes reflected, the displayed nonchalance was suspected to be arrogance and thus ad infinitum in the time continuum, the centred non-doer merely observed the egoic ebb & flow of the judger-perceiver’s delusional shadow.

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The pathless path presents myriad of choices but if we walk in the direction our conscience voices, rising magnetism within does reassure even as ego driven fears & desires censure our infallibility in zeroing in to the absolute certainty of merging our being with divinity.

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