Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 "Myself" - freeform poem I go to bed at night; When I wake up in the morning, I'm still myself. I may be knocked unconscious; When I come out of it, I'm still myself. I may have surgery; When I wake up, I'm still myself. Everyday the flow of life smoothens and deepens. One day I will die; Perhaps a brief pause. Perhaps continuity. When I awaken, I'm still myself. It may be a different self, but it will still be myself. Everyday the flow of life becomes ever more perfect. One day I will be perfected; Then I will be more myself, than ever before. It may be The Universal Self, but it will still be myself. One day the flow of life will become absolutely still. People desire eternal life; Not realizing they already have it. Consciousness is eternal, undying. Neverending. No matter what happens, I will still be myself.. Specifics of selves change; from now to now to now. Lifetimes pass, sometimes noticed, sometimes unnoticed. Dreams come into being; play out gently, and fade again. The world will change; wars may begin and end and begin again. A soft song begins to play, ever so gently, then fades away; and a new song begins. Stars come into being, burn bright for a time, then expand, contract, wither and die. Galaxies rotate; pulsars spin and blink; the universe expands, then contracts and dies, and expands again. Through it all, I will still be myself. One day all life will be perfected. Then all selves will be One Self. and I will still be Myself. .... Tim Gerchmez ----- Visit The Core of the WWW at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/ND/index.html Poetry, Writings, Live Chat on Spiritual Topics. Tim's Windows and DOS Shareware/Freeware is at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/shareware.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 Nice poem, Tim. If all selves are a single Self and I am still myself, "myself" drops away in Stillness. There would be no self if there were no other. Phil. > Tim Gerchmez <fewtch > > > "Myself" - freeform poem > > I go to bed at night; > When I wake up in the morning, > I'm still myself. > I may be knocked unconscious; > When I come out of it, > I'm still myself. > I may have surgery; > When I wake up, > I'm still myself. > > Everyday the flow of life > smoothens and deepens. > > One day I will die; > Perhaps a brief pause. > Perhaps continuity. > When I awaken, > I'm still myself. > It may be a different self, > but it will still be myself. > > Everyday the flow of life > becomes ever more perfect. > > One day I will be perfected; > Then I will be more myself, > than ever before. > It may be The Universal Self, > but it will still be myself. > > One day the flow of life > will become absolutely still. > > People desire eternal life; > Not realizing they already have it. > Consciousness is eternal, > undying. Neverending. > No matter what happens, > I will still be myself.. > > Specifics of selves change; > from now to now to now. > Lifetimes pass, > sometimes noticed, > sometimes unnoticed. > Dreams come into being; > play out gently, > and fade again. > The world will change; > wars may begin and end > and begin again. > A soft song begins to play, > ever so gently, > then fades away; > and a new song begins. > Stars come into being, > burn bright for a time, > then expand, contract, > wither and die. > Galaxies rotate; > pulsars spin and blink; > the universe expands, > then contracts and dies, > and expands again. > Through it all, > I will still be myself. > > One day all life will be perfected. > Then all selves > will be One Self. > and I will still be Myself. > > ... Tim Gerchmez Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 At 11:43 AM 4/4/99 -0500, you wrote: >"Phillip Burton" <p_burton > >Nice poem, Tim. Thank you. >If all selves are a single Self >and I am still myself, >"myself" drops away >in Stillness. >There would be no self if there were no other. Perhaps there would be only one Self, pure consciousness without content. One day the "waves" on the "surface" of Eternity will subside. A storm now rages, and the waves blow high, at tidal proportions. All storms subside. Eternity will be still one day. Then one Eternal Self will Be. Motion will cease. The waters will become calm. Whether that Self will be "self-aware" or not is pure speculation, wouldn't you agree? With Love, Tim ----- Visit The Core of the WWW at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/ND/index.html Poetry, Writings, Live Chat on Spiritual Topics. Tim's Windows and DOS Shareware/Freeware is at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/shareware.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 >"Phillip Burton" <p_burton > >Nice poem, Tim. > >If all selves are a single Self >and I am still myself, >"myself" drops away >in Stillness. >There would be no self if there were no other. You are mistaken. You're talking semantics, but the truth of this is not known in words... and can't be expressed in words. It's a mystery... you can only experience it... never explain. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 >Tim Gerchmez <fewtch > >>There would be no self if there were no other. > >Perhaps there would be only one Self, pure consciousness without content. >One day the "waves" on the "surface" of Eternity will subside. A storm now >rages, and the waves blow high, at tidal proportions. All storms subside. >Eternity will be still one day. Then one Eternal Self will Be. Motion >will cease. The waters will become calm. Stillness is... here, now, always. Eternity is. Calmness is. For you I will peace at the center of turmoil the stillness of the hurricane's eye a rock against churning waves Let the winds howl let the waves roll the center is still there the rock is always Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 At 11:55 AM 4/4/99 -0600, you wrote: >Stillness is... here, now, always. Eternity is. Calmness is. > > For you I will > peace at the center of turmoil > the stillness of the hurricane's eye > a rock against churning waves I already took my valium tablet, but thanks ;-) With love, Tim ----- Visit The Core of the WWW at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/ND/index.html Poetry, Writings, Live Chat on Spiritual Topics. Tim's Windows and DOS Shareware/Freeware is at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/shareware.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 At 11:48 AM 4/4/99 -0600, you wrote: >Dharma <fisher1 > >>"Phillip Burton" <p_burton >> >>Nice poem, Tim. >> >>If all selves are a single Self >>and I am still myself, >>"myself" drops away >>in Stillness. >>There would be no self if there were no other. > >You are mistaken. You're talking semantics, but the truth of this is not >known in words... and can't be expressed in words. How do you know? Tim ----- Visit The Core of the WWW at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/ND/index.html Poetry, Writings, Live Chat on Spiritual Topics. Tim's Windows and DOS Shareware/Freeware is at: http://www.eskimo.com/~fewtch/shareware.html Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 Are you familiar with the paradox of the Cretan liar? The Cretan liar is the one that says that all Cretans are liars. "The truth of this is not known in words" -- does that mean we quit talking about it? Or does that mean you only want to hear yourself talk about it? Phil. > Dharma <fisher1 > > You are mistaken. You're talking semantics, but the truth of this is not > known in words... and can't be expressed in words. It's a mystery... you > can only experience it... never explain. > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 >"Phillip Burton" <p_burton > >"The truth of this is not known in words" -- does that mean we quit talking >about it? Oh no, I didn't mean to stop your argument. It's a great topic to argue about... you can go round and round it forever... nobody ever wins... > Or does that mean you only want to hear yourself talk about it? Not me, thanks... you boys argue about it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted April 4, 1999 Report Share Posted April 4, 1999 There was never any argument intended in the first place. I answered one poem with a few lines of comment. The first person to cry "semantics! You're mistaken!" etc. was yourself. If I had answered Tim's poem with an argument about semantics, then that would be an argument. So why do you start something and then rush out? Phil > Dharma <fisher1 > Oh no, I didn't mean to stop your argument. It's a great topic to argue > about... you can go round and round it forever... nobody ever wins... > > > Or does that mean you only want to hear yourself talk about it? > > Not me, thanks... you boys argue about it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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