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Where is love when the world becomes shattered? How does life survive when its

reality is no more? From the dark depths of our expectations come the

reverberations of dread for the end of the familiar and the graves of our most

cherished principles. Impending doom dawns on us too late as we begin to run.

Doom behind us and doom in front of us and doom on either side as the sky closes

up and we struggle to avoid the unflinching truth from the knife wound given

from Kali's hand. We hear her scream of laughter as she cuts us and our reality

to pieces!

 

The guts and feces of our sweetest expectations spurt out of our familiar

reality wriggling and steaming in vain attempts to avoid the loss of the lie. We

stand in stunned silence as our ego importance and facts and experience drain

out of the gaping wounds to be stripped of any recognized vitality becoming

seared and dried in the silent gusts of an ash wind.

 

No sounds. No touch. No familiar retreat. We are as withered stalks of wheat

entering into the brilliance of the flame. Our seeds of life long ago spent and

flourishing inside the mighty Maya that we can no longer see and feel and taste

and touch and hear. No more do we have any thing. We are now exposed to the

truth of what there is when Maya isnt. Of what we are when there is only that

which is not.

 

And yet here we are.

 

Inside the fold of the overlapped regions of truth and lie. We struggle and

struggle losing our way as we slowly come into the realization that we are

indeed lost! All is lost! Nothing is real! Nothing is false! Nothing is what has

always been and therefore we cannot find our way and we begin to know that what

we have known as fact isnt. What we have known as knowledge isnt. What we have

known as experience isnt! Whether we come or go now has no meaning as we are

adrift in the emptiness of a void that has no beginning and no end and we have

lost our Maya!

 

" Oh sweet lies whither has thou gone???!!! "

 

We are shriveling into a particle of nothingness and from this place of the

absolute no thing can exit or exist. We shrink and expand into that which is.

 

And yet here we are here.

 

And here we are and there we are not and everywhere is the us that we are! How

can this be inside the depth of nothingness? How can there be something within

nothing? Perhaps Maya has not left? Merely changes its form?

 

" Oh thou despicable beast of lies art thou Maya! Thou hast tricked me yet

again!.....AND YET....and yet....do I not hear the bellows of laughter from the

belly of the beast? Do I not feel the chafing scorch of dry hot wind against my

exposed consciousness? Do I not eat of the ashes of my soul? Perchance there is

a school of learning to be had as even though (i) am here (i) am also not here?

 

I am still I am.

 

My daughter cries and I hear her and feel her plaintive wail and yet not in the

ways of before because that is a way no more. No more am I that which was. I am

now that which IS.

 

I am nothing AND everything! I am the ash and the flame. I am the drought AND

the flood. And in this knew understanding do (i) have new information. Not those

of my then but those of the now that I AM!

 

From the ashes of disaster come the fertile lands of great abundance. I am that

abundance as I choose to be. I have been stripped of the lies and false

understandings to arrive into the " new " understanding. Whether it be lies of

another magnitude I care not as I have no more concerns about the petty issues

of that which is or isnt.

 

(i) am now changed.

 

My new language is thus:

 

(.)

 

Or this:

 

morF Ereh od Ai ekaM yht noiSserpXe tSefinAm!

 

Eht kard TghinK si ylErEm rehtona tNemEniFer!!!

 

hturT si ym eciOhc!!!

 

iamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiami.....as empty space filled with charged

particles of nothing.

 

In the ground on this scorched plane of emptiness do ai leave this sign of

nothing for those who may come into this place of gnihton. OuY era no ruoy

yaw!!!!!!!!!

 

Which is which and what is what? - msirhc

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I truly hope to attain this feeling of understanding .

 

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I have been stripped of the lies and false understandings to arrive into the

" new " understanding. Whether it be lies of another magnitude I care not as I

have no more concerns about the petty issues of that which is or isn't.

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Actually there are so many great posts on the site.

I read them all and learn something new or see traces of myself,in the threads.

This is such a special and unique group that Shakti has gathered here.

Thank you all.

MMM.L. Richard

Sent from my BlackBerry device on the Rogers Wireless Network

 

 

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Wed, 27 May 2009 02:17:31

 

Re: The Dark Knight!

 

 

Where is love when the world becomes shattered? How does life survive when its

reality is no more? From the dark depths of our expectations come the

reverberations of dread for the end of the familiar and the graves of our most

cherished principles. Impending doom dawns on us too late as we begin to run.

Doom behind us and doom in front of us and doom on either side as the sky closes

up and we struggle to avoid the unflinching truth from the knife wound given

from Kali's hand. We hear her scream of laughter as she cuts us and our reality

to pieces!

 

The guts and feces of our sweetest expectations spurt out of our familiar

reality wriggling and steaming in vain attempts to avoid the loss of the lie. We

stand in stunned silence as our ego importance and facts and experience drain

out of the gaping wounds to be stripped of any recognized vitality becoming

seared and dried in the silent gusts of an ash wind.

 

No sounds. No touch. No familiar retreat. We are as withered stalks of wheat

entering into the brilliance of the flame. Our seeds of life long ago spent and

flourishing inside the mighty Maya that we can no longer see and feel and taste

and touch and hear. No more do we have any thing. We are now exposed to the

truth of what there is when Maya isnt. Of what we are when there is only that

which is not.

 

And yet here we are.

 

Inside the fold of the overlapped regions of truth and lie. We struggle and

struggle losing our way as we slowly come into the realization that we are

indeed lost! All is lost! Nothing is real! Nothing is false! Nothing is what has

always been and therefore we cannot find our way and we begin to know that what

we have known as fact isnt. What we have known as knowledge isnt. What we have

known as experience isnt! Whether we come or go now has no meaning as we are

adrift in the emptiness of a void that has no beginning and no end and we have

lost our Maya!

 

" Oh sweet lies whither has thou gone???!!! "

 

We are shriveling into a particle of nothingness and from this place of the

absolute no thing can exit or exist. We shrink and expand into that which is.

 

And yet here we are here.

 

And here we are and there we are not and everywhere is the us that we are! How

can this be inside the depth of nothingness? How can there be something within

nothing? Perhaps Maya has not left? Merely changes its form?

 

" Oh thou despicable beast of lies art thou Maya! Thou hast tricked me yet

again!.....AND YET....and yet....do I not hear the bellows of laughter from the

belly of the beast? Do I not feel the chafing scorch of dry hot wind against my

exposed consciousness? Do I not eat of the ashes of my soul? Perchance there is

a school of learning to be had as even though (i) am here (i) am also not here?

 

I am still I am.

 

My daughter cries and I hear her and feel her plaintive wail and yet not in the

ways of before because that is a way no more. No more am I that which was. I am

now that which IS.

 

I am nothing AND everything! I am the ash and the flame. I am the drought AND

the flood. And in this knew understanding do (i) have new information. Not those

of my then but those of the now that I AM!

 

From the ashes of disaster come the fertile lands of great abundance. I am that

abundance as I choose to be. I have been stripped of the lies and false

understandings to arrive into the " new " understanding. Whether it be lies of

another magnitude I care not as I have no more concerns about the petty issues

of that which is or isnt.

 

(i) am now changed.

 

My new language is thus:

 

(.)

 

Or this:

 

morF Ereh od Ai ekaM yht noiSserpXe tSefinAm!

 

Eht kard TghinK si ylErEm rehtona tNemEniFer!!!

 

hturT si ym eciOhc!!!

 

iamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiamiami.....as empty space filled with charged

particles of nothing.

 

In the ground on this scorched plane of emptiness do ai leave this sign of

nothing for those who may come into this place of gnihton. OuY era no ruoy

yaw!!!!!!!!!

 

Which is which and what is what? - msirhc

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oh how apropos for this time of wondering and wandering. Thank you for sharing

this aspect of your journey and showing us the possibilities that may appear. I

find it so much easier in the process reading of your journey and knowing that

you are here to offer glimpses of the maybes- that is your service and you serve

so well my dear teacher.

 

I envision you on stage in medieval garb with tights and plumes like Henry the

eight purple and black me thinks reciting your beautiful verbiage with your

beautiful voice resounding thruout the theatre. Oh what a vision!

 

Definitely a keeper and fodder for publication.

 

Blessings

e

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Ummm...Tights?.....Feathers?.....NOT! - but thank you for your thoughts !

- lol - chrism

 

 

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> oh how apropos for this time of wondering and wandering.

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This is not the exact path for anyone. The path through these areas will always

be personal and unique as the person walking the path. Remember that " you " are

also still here even when " you " are there. And there are forces of nature, of

God, that often are here to remind you such as small children and spouses. -

blessings all - chrism

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hehehe!!! that is quite a vision. LOL!

 

Linda

 

, " " .

wrote:

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> oh how apropos for this time of wondering and wandering. Thank you for

sharing this aspect of your journey and showing us the possibilities that may

appear. I find it so much easier in the process reading of your journey and

knowing that you are here to offer glimpses of the maybes- that is your service

and you serve so well my dear teacher.

>

> I envision you on stage in medieval garb with tights and plumes like Henry

the eight purple and black me thinks reciting your beautiful verbiage with your

beautiful voice resounding thruout the theatre. Oh what a vision!

>

> Definitely a keeper and fodder for publication.

>

> Blessings

> e

>

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