"No" one is here now*

"No" one is here now*

A dot of consciousness appears

How in the world did it ever get here?

From who's "thought" did it arrive?

Is this the seed to begin to thrive?

But a deeper look into knowing this

From something a blind eye did not know it exists

With one's lack of knowing in how we got to be

That one attached to the external to look and not see

So one's energy was always in that direction the illusion has

Wasting towards a future and leaning more of a past

This is how duality plays over and over again

Not knowing what ever began and surely not no end

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Here stands for itself*

Here stands for itself*

The wheel is a devastating truth

It came out of nowhere without forming a root

It was suppose to be all by itself left alone

And to the one without touching that to be at home

But that wasn't to be and also not so

The being got agitated going to and fro

This was seen in the illusion some sort of mind

Now that being was detached from peace in a new find

But what did it accomplish a new image to look

Yes this find was now of suffering that became hooked

So it set itself outward of a world to prove this was

Without believing in consequences from conditions to cause

Now a new cross was to bear as it did not listen within

And living in the silence and stillness again and again

Instead it seems its new friend was to be misery and not free

This new being is also a coward with fear and ego as it is an identity

So where did identity come from all along

In a spiritual realm it never belonged

Its beauty is really nothing, truthful and pure

And its life is eternity being here always and that's for sure

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Sit still and it will move*

Sit still and it will move*

Dark, not dusk is an open sky

No rainbow but jewels in the background lie

Feel the silence as it grows real deep

Almost like the texture that eternity keeps

A bit of moisture, evening dew

Those little droplets but only a few

From this silence hear the grass roots move

Downward this goes as tho it found a groove

Early hours from the removal of light

You can see the shadowed blanket entering the night

I come across a mirror so close

Reflecting disk seen I suppose

But it is what I called and know this to be

A fixture of balance that I begin to see

It is like Merlin the wizard had his magical wand

And took the moon from the sky and placed it in the pond

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Shepherds are wolves in sheepskin*

Shepherds are wolves in sheepskin*

Quagmire, pulling, stuck and struggle

Hurt with propensity only to bring a muddle

Ignorance a nasty veil to cover

Masking not only one but also all over

Something that continues to follow the trends

No answer with this, will it ever end?

To me I do not see it coming in its externals

But that to which is from illusion to be eternal

People do not see who they are, they are fools

They are the ones learning in a logical school

Searching for answers,  a world to save

But the more they get involved the more the rage

To the awakened one the end departs from cause to condition

But those in unconscious contentment have no transitions

So they keep going into a downward spiral

The followers become disputers and this goes viral

So hence if one comes from the world with promises to keep

They are the ones that temptation a wolf looks for in its sheep

As no one really knows who they are and probably never will

Only when time truly ends and what is revealed is the SOUL* that is still

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Deep down is really upward going*

Deep down is really upward going*

What is that I say?

Be it true as it may

A force so incredible not to be seen

Pulling oneself down to the ground so green

But yet this force is a naked truth

That to that green it flows with root

Could it be that reaching for a place

Is really not outside but within interior space

Seems with wisdom is in the unknown

A simple essence that is all alone

And to the one that knows of this presence is only one

Before one enters this motion is done

But take another look for it is here

As of below is also upward veer 

Downward push I then ask why?

Do you see the tree limbs holding up the sky?

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Look, it does not but sees in blue*

Look, it does not but sees in blue*

Distance has the picture of eternity

Lightly in blue a few in fluff serenity

Cannot see beyond the soft board 

But know that simple texture is an open door

Something that is in pin point peak

For to go over that one no longer can seek

In light it shows outline so true

The color that compliments is azure blue

Rising up a top to summit free

Overlooking all from vantage point to see

Base of rock pushes up like a fountain

This outline from blue is the spirit of the mountain

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"Here" is truth*

"Here" is truth*

What just left is now far behind

What is ahead is another find

But yet what is in between is neither of the two

The present is always here where eyes can view

Whatever you hold onto that makes the next moment exist

Within this feeling either good or bad will always persist

Setting your attention on the emptiness in seeing

Focus the void to make the same texture for the being

Once the goal is in sight and has been achieved

Then that in this one that nothingness is now received

Illusions and lies  disappear as they use to cling

Now a perceiving into within as truth doth bring

Because truth has no attachment this can be never

Truth is by itself and it is lies that plot to be clever

When this is recognized, objectives move on of a world

And the door to freedom within has begun to unfurl

There really is nothing standing right where objects stay

They are just pictures in the mind's eye in the way

But when one goes within they seem to disappear

No longer of the picture but internally that sees right here

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Samadhi, the enlightenment*

Samadhi, the enlightenment*

Could it be a place here not there?

A place so vivid that within is aware?

Depths filled with a void that is so free?

Nothing that is everything and always empty?

No collection of chatter and not even a thought?

A place filled with eternity no need to be sought?

But low when one's eyes can no longer look

That is when the one that the depths have took

Involvement is no longer as the  "I" fades away

There is no reason for any ego to make it stay

Because why? No attachment and suffering with desire

No longer a struggle to make this to be tire

A simple feeling that like a leaf in the wind

Freedom that comes without end or to begin

All alone no longer a entanglement to be one

For it is that one that lost that one and now it is none

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