Zen mode

[Unseeking Seeker]

we walk the steps
we have walked before
but it is not boring
thanks to amnesia

even after we know
and the veil has thinned
gravity pulls us down

let us celebrate

[Unseeking Seeker]

we are asked to prepare
for a meeting of importance
whose outcome may alter our future

we go through the motions
with vigour but in nonchalance
for we’re but actors playing our role
as both the dreamer and the dreamed
what is played out in linear time
has already been impulsed
in the ethereal domain

there then thus
is nothing to do
much less worry

enjoy!

[Unseeking Seeker]

Holy Spirit
is fact not fiction
it is here within us now
felt as divine bliss magnetism

we are in the physical
so God too is here
keeping us alive
with His breath

acknowledge this
love Him

[Unseeking Seeker]

perfecting
the waiting game
is feeling each flicker
of heart lotus blossoming
whilst resting seeking
and anticipating
by vaporising

[pixiedust]

thanks _/\_

[Unseeking Seeker]

triadic heart heals
aberrations manifest
provided we relinquish
delusions of our identity

identity is fuelled by thought
borne by cravings of ego
related to mind-body
which we are not

thus cessation
of thoughts
is the key
to bliss

[Unseeking Seeker]

softened attention
distils inner silence
enlivening the void
whereupon we hear
soundless thunder
reverberating within

soul feels complete

[Unseeking Seeker]

no point to prove
yet love to share
is effervescence
innate to our Self

echoes that return
rarely void centric
mostly provocative
terminate dialogue

it’s not by knowing
but by becoming
the light of our Self
opposites dissolve

[Unseeking Seeker]

layered silence
ego subterfuge
a comfort zone

if there be not
self-existent light
and ineffable peace
in a singularity
that is in self renewal
absolute and complete
abiding thus in itself
in restful contentment

so if we be not as such
we are short changed

[Unseeking Seeker]

leap of faith
vibrancy of being
suspended in animation
that moment of bliss ignition
eternity held thus in timelessness
wherein we never ever felt more alive
is the creative potential of each life pulse
ours for the asking if we but choose to vaporise