Monday, April 5, 2010

Hubba Bubba, the Now*

Hubba Bubba, the Now*

Ever feel something is cemented within
Every moment that opens again and again
This is so incredible as there is no time
You are the center of the reality of sublime
There is no dog-pony show or phony card trick
It is real as you are as this hub in the Now sticks

Dom*Colucci 2010
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4 comments:

  1. ShiamalaApril 6, 2010 at 11:58 AM

    Oh yeh, this NOW is Sticky, and so is the next-in-turn one. What would our soul stick to, ifther was no hub?

    Hubba Bubba Zen Riddle.

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  2. AnonymousApril 7, 2010 at 3:56 PM

    Shiamala...I think the Soul forms the hub from a formless to the form subjectively..enjoy as well(+)
    Dom*:)xo

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  3. island of peaceApril 8, 2010 at 4:31 AM

    Dearest soulbro,
    wow. :)
    With lots of love.

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  4. AnonymousApril 8, 2010 at 7:31 AM

    Golden Lotus of God's Love...yes...it is all about the knowing of oneself and staying right there which is here Now...enjoy as well(+)
    soulbro*:)xo

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