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In the magical stillness
of aloneness
we cognised
and so realised
the seeming boundless space
energised by divine grace
first expanding
and then contracting
into a single point
at the Bindu still & silent
and love needing to overspill
pouring its nectar upon the anvil
of & within momentary form
that one with Oneness we adorn

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Alone time for reflection
A much needed circuit breaker
A renewal, a regeneration
We are both the mover & the shaker

Exiting grooves of stuporous routine
Choosing polarity rotation to wisdom glean

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Ego

Each realm of vibration
requires a vehicle for interaction
which we occupy and energise
to experience and feel alive
in that domain
Yet boon may soon become bane
if we are so deluded
to believe that the vehicle is us, soul excluded
The temporary life force of the vehicle is the ego
seeking attracting our attention in waters shallow
and if we succumb and it’s feral cravings follow
in a state of delusion we continue to wallow
Our actions with ego as fulcrum generates karma
which we then need to resolve being law of dharma
leading to repeated birth after birth in that domain
A web of self created suffering until the ego is lain ...
to rest, employed as but a temporary interface
connected to Universal consciousness’s divine grace

The earth domain is where we learn
within our stillness in aloneness to discern
that we are the formless Oneness awareness
enlivening ego as divine entwined consciousness

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Here's my new art - practicing listening to stillness in
loudness, in disorganisation, in crowds. Where the aloneness quite literally can be skipped over, like a hurdle between the many in separation and the many in one.

I love this poem. Even when I ramble :)

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Of course! Why walk the tightrope
with balance in hands to grope
when you have wings to fly
anywhere, anytime in the boundless sky :smile:

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<3

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Alone we are within the sacred space
Where we ourselves may enter only by divine grace
Our inner sanctum where no one else may follow
Especially narrow egoic thoughts wayward & shallow
Knowing that we are the receptor, the non-doer
Yet observing that in our stillness the divine being the mover
Fulcrum of our consciousness has over time shifted
As of divine grace been uplifted
There is no ego in this recognition
It is as it is, an observation without calibration
The journey too being through labyrinths unknown
We joyously accept unfoldings as shown
Alone, quiet & still we observe our consciousness blossoming
In being to become we are one with the flow in ascension unending

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Alone we be and alone we are
Divine within close and yet so far
The imaginary distance
Illusion of ego resistance
Alone we see the trajectory
Of our memory drawn imagery
Alone we uncondition our ferality
Alone with the Divine we seek unity

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The experience real as cold steel
For he who did within so feel
For others it is but a fairy tale
Each ship as such in aloneness sails

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How may we Love transmit
The gift the Divine one to one does remit
For we are One and yet as each being self elect
Entwined by Love as Love does voluntarily select
Such is our enigmatic vibrant aloneness
Waiting for our lover to awaken from stuporousness

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