smile. your on camera!

everything you SEE is your story ,your love  your most intimate self

everything that is .Is within you. It is your call into that
silence
your light in the darkness
your creation Is your heart

what is, is evidence of your passing

there is none greater Or more bountiful than you

so you see "evil"
So you see "god"
So You see" truth"
but all you really see is you!
a whole lot of you
in ways that defy description
in ways that beg"description"

This is the greatest love story ever told .
the paradox
the rings left behind your coffee cup
its nothing but evidence of your particular experience

Burn
Die
Kill
 is no more weightier that
empathy
Joy
compassion

its scary to know this
its also wonderful to "Know" this

everything is the the light within
everything is the love we bring
everything is intimately "US"
don't be shy about calling it "me!"
me is the only way to comprehend this
me  is the way . the truth
and a particular and unique light
"Me !" is a peculiar  amber moment captured in time.
 and when me is fully devoured
in Kali's insatiable glee

what is always left
Is a new ME!


so arguments.....
everything you know about conciousness IS wrong
YEt everything is true

Yes there is a God
as long as you need sustenance
yes, everything is subjective
Until you use "will" to be objective(ironic huh!)
existence is duality and polarity .And the degrees of the many !
Until you contain it all as the One
that; 'Life is a dream
 a pleasant fiction(?)'
.....now that is just daft...a semantic limitation

It is all chaos ....

                                   till you recognize cause

...then realize cause is a convenient fiction > and perceptions tool.

you Will never meet anything greater Than you . because meeting requires comprehension . and what you comprehend  defines and IS you . for as long as that moment lasts

all we Want Is light.
All we are is the limits we set on it
all we can be is everything

any more i write is wrong and vain and hubris..
all i am is LOVE ,loving itself into being. A selfish.honest Act of play.










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this life that we know
is but a thin skein. the surface tension on a deep ocean
the ripples we see and feel are born out of fathoms of "incomprehensible depth'
it allows us our lightness of being
. and our incomprehension . or disbelief does not make the grandeur and depth any less so
. It is but an artifact of our being..
every now and then
               we will notice the echoes  that ping form this vastness
                                                                                         . and we are moved