Breadcrumbs 2023 & Beyond: Michael's Rabbit Hole

Breadcrumbs 2023 & Beyond

Michael’s Rabbit Hole

2023

Both Part and Whole

Time is but a concoction of imagination’s perception of gravity’s dust balls,

Angled this way or that, in varying distances from the furnaces of their given stars.

A galactic potion, double-double-toiled-and-troubled-fire-burned-and-cauldron-bubbled.

The natural selection of the mystery playing its Self, by its Self, across its eternal nothingness.

Awareness, in its quantum collider, its laboratory of creation, all outcomes naught but illusory dreams.

And you, that ineffable, intangible, indelible, indivisible, unborn-undying, timeless awareness,

Playing out your little part, in your little dream, all alone, right here, right now, poof.

Dialing Into the Moment

You are stardust come unto to life, mystery come unto life, eternity come unto life.

Dial into the timeless moment, and all questions, all answers, will become irrelevant.

The Challenge of Change

Change is a challenge for minds bent on custom, on belief, on habit, on ritual, on convention, on tradition.

To be free of inward constraints, to be unfettered by limitations of human consciousness,

Is not something for which any oracle will find widespread reception.

Paradigm shifts are not instigated by the multitudes,

And revolutionaries often run afoul of swords, not always their own.

Ever the Same One

Every life form in the six kingdoms is the same indivisible, indelible, timeless quantum matrix mystery.

Every life form in the six kingdoms plays out the nature-nurture of its genetic lottery algorithm.

An archaebacterium plays out its archaebacterium nature-nurture genetic lottery algorithm.

An eubacterium plays out its eubacterium nature-nurture genetic lottery algorithm.

An animalia plays out its animalia nature-nurture genetic lottery algorithm.

A protista plays out its protista nature-nurture genetic lottery algorithm.

A fungi plays out its fungi nature-nurture genetic lottery algorithm.

A plantae plays out its plantae nature-nurture genetic lottery algorithm.

And the inert players – earth, wind, water, fire – the clay of all existence.

Stardust come unto life, stardust born of mystery; natural selection its chisel.

All ever vibrating away simultaneously; all dancing their given places in the sun.

All ever creating, ever preserving, ever destroying; all ever indivisibly unborn-undying.

All ever the same ineffable quantum matrix mystery; all ever the same ineffable eternal moment.

Clouds Through an Untouched Sky

This mind-body you imagine yours, is a drop of the quantum matrix,

Streaming like a current through the electromagnetic spectrum,

Flowing through lesser masses; stopped by more solid ones.

Physics is physic is physics; there is no breaking the laws.

And what is the ether allowing it all to happen: Awareness.

We drift like clouds passing to and fro in an untouched sky.

A touchy-feely dream; nothing more, nothing less, nothing but.

No Direction Known

Space and time are illusions, to which there is no direction.

There is no forward, no backward, no right nor left, no up nor down,

Nor any other bearing that imagination might in sensory perception envision.

The quantum dream is always, right here, right now, kaleidoscoping, no direction known.

And You are the centerstage, You are the awareness, You are the witness,

To the ineffable mystery playing out the given sentience.

All that is, all that is not, every moment.

Alas

Alas for fame that You relish anonymity.

Alas for greed that You have more than enough.

Alas for power that You allow all to go their own way.

Alas for vanity that You know it not real.

Eternity is subject to none.

Awareness is all.

Eternity's Offer

Whether or not your brief existence, and all the knowledge and wisdom you may have gleaned,

Will be warehoused by the quantum matrix, be stored in some great eternal library,

Is but the idle speculation of those still bound in the space-time dream.

Read by the five senses, fashioned by central processing unit,

The cosmos, the kaleidoscoping illusion, is spun,

In the only moment the mystery of eternity has to offer.

A Light Unto Your Self

You are already samadhi, ecstasy, bliss.

All you need do, is be still enough to discern it.

We are all that which is called God by many names.

Each of us exploring our own exclusive matrix of creation.

And why do you need to believe in anything concocted by mind?

Is not just being, enough, without all the nonsense born of imagination?

The infinite ocean is an infinity of drops; how could all this be, any other way?

Without the endless splintering, there would be no existence, there would be no witness.

And it is You, who must endure it all, with all your spirit, very much alone, a light unto your Self.

Wrap Your Head Around It

It is indeed beyond boggling, to fathom: You are the universe and beyond.

That you are the indivisible, indefinable, unfathomable, indelible, ineffable mystery.

But wrapping your head around it, is as simple as letting go, and wrapping your head around it.

One does not ask for permission to be free; one asserts it, affirms it, champions it, with their entire being.

The Eye of the Beholder

Creation is the moment; destruction, the same;

With a kaleidoscoping of eternity’s moment between.

And creation to one beholder, may be destruction in another’s.

The quantum matrix is an ever-morphing playhouse;

All witnessed by the ineffable awareness,

Through the eyes of sentience.

There is no other.

A Cancerous Tyranny

Imagination has thoroughly conquered this garden dust ball.

And thrashed it into a twisted shadow of its naturally-selected, Darwinian purity.

It is a cancer wreaking havoc upon the host, that cannot forever allow its wayward nature to continue,

If Gaia is to survive and blossom anew, in the grand theater of this grand mystery.

The story’s conclusion will never see its campfire telling.

Quenching the Narrative

Science is only is what it is, because of all the technologies,

That awareness, through imagination, has created to measure the cosmic illusion.

The dreamtime, that the electromagnetic spectrum – the quantum stardust, the divine dance, the Shiva –

Has spun into sentience upon this pale blue dot, is a sentience capable of exploring its mystery.

As to the question – whether it is intelligent design or naturally-selected happenstance –

Is it really, worth, all the absurdity, all the horror, our kind every moment inflicts,

Upon one another, all our fellow earthlings, and this very pale blue dot?

We are all the same mystery, come unto the dream of existence;

What narcissism to give it more narrative than that.

The Captains of History

Whether you want to believe it, accept it, or not,

The warriors who madly charged oblivion, were the ones others followed.

They were naturally selected in the jungles of old, and have steered the course of human history.

This can be a bit much for the domesticated, the housebroken, the so-called civilized sort,

Who lounge in laps of luxury, hold their teacups just-so, and prefer their beasts tame.

That it does not abide well with the hunter-gatherer coursing through our veins,

Become daily more and more obvious, as we race toward the precipice.

The Hunger for More

There is absolutely no concoction of consciousness, of imagination, human or otherwise,

That will even for a moment hold fast, in the spaceless, timeless awareness,

Of the ineffable, indivisible, indelible stillness, of eternity.

Quantum illusion is ever quantum illusion;

No matter its hunger for a more,

That has never been, and can never be.

The Unclenched Mind

Imagination creates time, imagination travels time, imagination is time,

And through it all, imagination make-believes it truly exists forever and a day.

Only in the timeless tranquility of awareness, can it be discerned as the perjury it is.

Nothing the busy-busy mind will ever concoct, will ever fathom what you are, and are not.

To be truly free of all its monkey-mind assertions, the no-mind, the unclenched mind, is the key.

A Particle Wafting To and Fro

You are but a particle, wafting to and fro in the sea of mystery; all of it all the while.

The quantum sea allows every variety of form to play out however it will,

Without parameters, without attachment, without judgment.

Only human imagination, imagines otherwise.

What need for any deity, for any dogmatic entanglements,

Once you have discerned right-relationship, with the mystery’s totality?

The Horror of Imagination

Who-what-when-where-why-how, exactly, is this self, you so adamantly imagine yourself to be?

It is an invention, a collusion, a lie, that imagination has swept our genomic-sequencing,

To impromptu-play across all the horror our kind has wreaked upon this garden.

And its harsh, unforgiving, dystopian endgame, is well past self-evident.

The Blindness of Imagination

Imagination has blinded humankind to the garden of its origin.

Unlikely as it is to happen, it is on the future to regain its sight.

How difficult it will be, to throw everything out, and start over.

And will it be possible, in the ruins of a torn and tattered world?

Within Every Part and Particle

Hot or cold, hard or soft, clean or dirty, clothed or naked,

Comfortable or uncomfortable, asleep or awake, seen or unseen,

Engaged or unengaged, self-absorbed or Self-absorbed, it is all the same.

The awareness is equally within every particle of creation.

Omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotent.

You are it; it is You.

The other is but imagined.

Of Childish Things

True believers in any religion (a.k.a., cult) should read 1 Corinthians 13:11 a little more closely.

Whoever scribed it way back when, was speaking to them, not the non-believers, not the critical thinkers.

When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.

When I became a man, I put aside childish things.

Think about it.

The Primary Directive

Procreation is the primary directive of the genomic sequencing within all life.

Think of the who-knows-how-many lives, how many generations, it has taken for you to be here.

Every one of them relatively unconcerned about the pain, the suffering, the death,

Into which they were casting, catapulting, their matériel génétique.

The Grand Théâtre of Quantum, come unto existence.

An electromagnetic matrix in which many,

If not all things, are possible.

The Star Trek Dilemma

How could any existential form across the universe,

Ever reach the level of consciousness, of imagination, that our kind has,

Without some form of nature-nurture natural selection, anchored to Darwinian principles?

And what would it take to get that foundation, working well enough together,

To fabricate the technologies, it would take to travel across space,

To find and reach our little blue marble dust ball?

Surfing Existence

Where is the yoke in these writings? Where is the burden?

What yoke can the clarity of rationality ever create,

But a mindfulness to not accept any pretense,

At least as far as the ultimate truth goes.

We all have to survive, to abide, in some how, in some way.

The one-percenters have always set the tone, to which all below yield or perish,

But you need not give the insatiable beast more than the token morsels of vanity and greed it demands.

Play their theater, endure your stage, with whatever serenity and harmony you can muster,

In whatever dreamtime this ever-kaleidoscoping quantum garden manifests.

The Struggle Ahead

Like a Ponzi scheme coming undone, the dream is changing across the board,

And that is just the way it is; there is nothing anybody can do about it.

The politicians and talking heads are just earning their buck,

And Wall Street and Las Vegas will likely take it down to the last bet.

This is the course our species set long before we departed the jungles of long ago.

Knowing more than the gist, filling one’s head with nonstop gorp, is hollow trivial pursuit.

All any can do is play out their little Sisyphean algorithm; enjoy and endure whatever the fates allot.

The tempest is going to be beyond the pale sooner or later, and perhaps even relatively quickly for many.

And those unfortunate enough to be born, those now running about in backyards and playgrounds,

Are just going to have to survive whatever comes at them, or perish in flames if they cannot.

Every geography will have its own anthology of consequences, its own crash and burn,

And will deal with them as human beings always have when struggling to survive.

It will be, as always, might makes right, as savage as the given players deign,

With Conrad's "The horror! The horror!" and Vonnegut's "So it goes,"

Echoing throughout the last throes of human consciousness as we know it.

Whoever is going to be the final two-legged lingering in this Anthropocene epoch,

Will be last witness to all the absurdities our genomic sequencing has ceaselessly perpetrated.

Breed or Perish

As far as this garden dust ball goes,

As far as your mundane window of time goes,

As far as the mysterious nature of your brief existence goes,

You are truly only as significant, as relevant, as pertinent, as germane,

As the continuation of your ancestry's genomic sequencing.

Extinction is the norm; breed or perish, fate decides.

Star of the Show

So, there was that timeless, very still moment in the abyss, when You, the mystery, all alone,

All of a sudden, came up with an inspiration for a gargantuan playhouse,

With You, the one and only, centerstage to all parts.

And bam, the quantum matrix,

A kaleidoscoping, extemporaneous realm, explodes into being.

Le Théâtre Absurde, produced and directed by natural selection; You, sole thespian,

The showstopper is realizing that you are none of the forms in which you ever play the starring role.

They are but crunchy-chewy-goo, from which you peer out through the given perceptions,

Upon all that is but illusion, and all the delusions the given dreamtime inspires.

There Is Only You

The You, You truly are, is not a belief system.

You are not a leader, You are not a follower, You are on your own.

You do not require priests, You do not require sanctuaries, You do not require scriptures,

You do not require faith, nor dogmas, nor the support of others.

There is only the right-here-right-now moment.

There is only pure awareness.

There is only You.

Alone.

Dying to Little Self

Eternal life is this one and only timeless moment,

This one and only right-here-right-now timeless awareness,

This one and only omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent timeless now.

To be the big Self, you must die to the little self.

Organized Protoplasm

What are human beings but collectives of organized protoplasm,

With exteriors about which narcissism and hedonism and greed orbit.

About which consciousness, about which imagination, makes endless ado.

Crunchy-chewy-gooey vats of imagination, vats of make-believe;

Dreamtimes, dancing in the timeless void of eternity.

Red Pill, Blue Pill

Some wake up to a larger reality than the original nature-nurture,

To branch out as far and wide and deep as their wings in space and time allow.

The truth is, most do not, which offers a théâtre absurde, for all those who chameleon along.

Ignore it, if you red-pill-head-in-the-sand can; embrace it fully – suck down that blue pill – if you cannot.

Same Old Bubble

Same old bubble of misinformation.

Same old bubble of deception.

Same old bubble of contention.

Same old bubble of conspiracy.

Same old bubble of fraud.

Same old bubble of treachery

Same old bubble of dishonesty.

Same old bubble of artifice.

Same old bubble of stories.

Same old bubble of invention.

Same old bubble of tall tales.

Same old bubble of falsehoods.

Same old bubble of lies.

Same old bubble of notions.

Same old bubble of absurdity.

Same old bubble of debate.

Same old bubble of belief.

Same old bubble of trickery.

Same old bubble of controversy.

Same old bubble of argument.

Same old bubble of shams.

Same old bubble of subterfuge.

Same old bubble of claims.

Same old bubble of excuses.

Same old bubble of half-truths.

Same old bubble of propaganda.

Same old bubble of spin.

Same old bubble of fabrication.

Same old bubble of duplicity.

Same old bubble of cheating.

Same old bubble of opinion.

Same old bubble of strife.

Same old bubble of dispute.

Same old bubble of disagreement.

Same old bubble of whatever.

Tabula Rasa

Does tabula rasa think itself tabula rasa?

Does a microbe think itself a microbe?

Does a squirrel think itself a squirrel?

Does a salmon think itself a salmon?

Does a spider think itself a spider?

Does a turtle think itself a turtle?

Does an ant think itself an ant?

Does a frog think itself a frog?

Does a squid think itself a squid?

Does a lobster think itself a lobster?

Does a sparrow think itself a sparrow?

Does a newborn think itself a newborn?

Does awareness think itself awareness?

Does cosmos think itself cosmos?

Does now think itself now?

Does Self think itself Self?

Do You think yourself You?

Does mystery think itself mystery?

Almost

Almost like you never did it.

Almost like you never saw it.

Almost like you never heard it.

Almost like you never tasted it.

Almost like you never smelled it.

Almost like you never sensed it.

Like it never happened at all.

Maybe Does Not Mean Yes

That answer is yes.

That answer is no.

That answer is maybe.

Maybe does not mean yes.

The Attributes of Good Health

The attributes of mental and physical health

Have many aspects, many characteristics, many points of view:

Acuity

Adroitness

Agility

Alertness

Athleticism

Balance

Brawniness

Cardio

Tone

Concentration

Coordination

Core

Drive

Energy

Dexterity

Discipline

Durability

Dynamism

Ease

Efficiency

Effortlessness

Élan

Endurance

Energy

Equilibrium

Fitness

Flexibility

Fluidity

Force

Grit

Gumption

Hardiness

Healthiness

Ingenuity

Litheness

Liveliness

Might

Muscularity

Nimbleness

Poise

Potency

Power

Proficiency

Quality

Quickness

Reaction

Resilience

Resoluteness

Robustness

Self-Assurance

Sharpness

Skill

Slickness

Speed

Spryness

Stability

Stamina

Staying Power

Steadiness

Strength

Sturdiness

Suppleness

Swiftness

Toughness

Velocity

Verve

Vigor

Vitality

Vivacity

Willpower

Best not leave well-being to chance if you wish to live long and well.

Be the Nothingness

See the nothingness.

Hear the nothingness.

Taste the nothingness.

Inhale the nothingness.

Feel the nothingness.

Be the nothingness.

Le Théâtre Absurde

It is an omnipresent theater.

It is an omnipotent theater.

It is an omniscient theater.

It is an elemental theater.

It is a dreamtime theater.

It is a morphing theater.

It is an illusory theater.

It is a quantum theater.

It is a timeless theater.

It is a worldly theater.

It is an eternal theater.

It is a sensory theater.

It is a cosmic theater.

It is a mirage theater.

It is a matrix theater.

It is a mortal theater.

It is a neural theater.

It is a dreamy theater.

It is a fleeting theater.

It is a manifest theater.

It is a vibrating theater.

It is a space-time theater.

It is an imaginary theater.

It is a monotonous theater.

It is a touchy-feely theater.

It is an immaculate theater.

It is a Shakespearian theater.

It is an unborn-undying theater.

It is an incomprehensible theater.

It is a three-dimensional theater.

It is an extemporaneous theater.

It is an ever-churning theater.

It is an ever-changing theater.

It is an immeasurable theater.

It is a kaleidoscoping theater.

It is an unfathomable theater.

It is a monkey-mind theater.

It is an orchestrated theater.

It is an unknowable theater.

It is an incalculable theater.

It is an inexplicable theater.

It is a never-ending theater.

It is an astounding theater.

It is an impromptu theater.

It is a time-bound theater.

It is an indivisible theater.

It is a predictable theater.

It is a narcissistic theater.

It is an expansive theater.

It is an immortal theater.

It is a Darwinian theater.

It is an indelible theater.

It is an ineffable theater.

It is an immense theater.

It is a hedonistic theater.

It is a ceaseless theater.

It is a pointless theater.

It is an esoteric theater.

It is a temporal theater.

It is a majestic theater.

It is a magical theater.

It is a mystery theater.

It is an empty theater.

It is the grand theater.

It is le théâtre absurde.

No Need for Anything

No need for deities.

No need for souls.

No need for angels.

No need for saints.

No need for demons,

No need for belief.

No need for scripture.

No need for dogma.

No need for priests.

No need for idols,

No need for worship.

No need for prayer.

No need for superstition.

No need for cathedrals,

No need for heavens.

No need for purgatories.

No need for infernos.

No need for anything.

Awareness is all.

Disappear

Disappear right-here-right-now; continuity is illusion.

Disappear into this twinkling; continuity is illusion.

Disappear into this moment; continuity is illusion.

Disappear into this instant; continuity is illusion.

Disappear into here-now; continuity is illusion.

Disappear into eternity; continuity is illusion.

Disappear into oblivion; continuity is illusion.

Be the eternal beingness, the eternal awareness,

Be the timeless beingness, the timeless awareness,

You truly are, You have always been, and will ever be.

What is an Elephant?

What is an Elephant?

Is it a wall?

Is it a spear?

Is it a snake?

Is it a tree?

Is it a fan?

Is it a rope?

Only to the blind.

No Thought About It

Truth, is not in any thought about it.

What is, is not in any thought about it.

Awareness, is not in any thought about it.

Quantum, is not in any thought about it.

Mystery, is not in any thought about it.

Reality, is not in any thought about it.

Space, is not in any thought about it.

Time, is not in any thought about it.

Here, is not in any thought about it.

Now, is not in any thought about it.

You, are not in any thought about it.

Who Created This World?

It was not Alexander or Genghis Khan or Napoleon or Hitler that conquered.

From the beginning, it was the toolmakers – the scientists, the engineers, the architects,

The miners, the metal and wood and stone and glass craftsmen – that made any of it at all possible.

They created the short-range weapons:

Rocks, sticks, knives, blades, clubs, axes, swords, spears, halberds, pikes, lances.

They created the firearms:

Revolvers, rifles, shotguns, semi and fully automatic guns, machine guns.

They created the explosives:

Acetylides, fulminates, nitro, nitrates, amines, peroxides, oxides,

elements and isotopes, and a variety of mixture s and sundry miscellaneous.

They created the defensive equipment:

Armor, chainmail, shields, bulletproof vests, flak jackets, bulletproof glass.

They created the long-range weapons:

Spears, slings, crossbows, bolos, flamethrowers, grenades, bows and arrows,

boomerangs, cannons, torpedoes, land mines, naval mines,

depth charges, rockets, missiles, lasers.

They created the battle gear:

Armor, chainmail, uniforms, helmets, boots, saddles, bridles, horseshoes,

whips, chariots, rope, chains, climbing gear, sails, parachutes,

pontoons, bridgeworks.

They created the defensive fortifications:

Castles, forts, walls, towers, moats, trenches, bunkers, earthworks.

They created the siege equipment:

Siege towers, battering rams, siege engines, catapults, ballistas,

onagers, trebucheta helepolises, siege hooka,

sambucas, scorpios, mangonels.

They created the communications systems:

Hand signals, codes, semaphore flag signaling systems,

signal lamps, telegraphs, radios, computers.

They created means to scout adversaries from afar:

Binoculars, cameras, radar, sonar, spy planes, satellites.

They created the vehicles for land, water, and air:

Tanks, trucks, airplanes, submarines, ships, spaceships, drones.

They created the chemical weapons:

nerve agents, vesicant (blister) agents, hydrogen cyanide blood agents,

tear gas, pepper spray

They created the biological weapons:

Biological toxins or infectious agents: bacteria, viruses, insects, fungi.

They created the nuclear weapons:

Nuclear fission (“atomic”) bombs, nuclear fusion (“hydrogen”) bombs,

radiological elements (uranium, plutonium, etc.).

They created the execution and torture devices:

Ropes and chains, racks, strappados, wooden horses, breaking wheels,

water tortures, electric shock devices, chemical dependency, hangman’s gallows,

guillotines, electric chairs, lethal injection, gas chambers.

As well as all the logistical networks and processes and equipment upon which warfare depends:

Supply chains, animals (horses, mules, oxen, pigeons), wagons, trucks, trains, ships, planes.

Alexander and Genghis Khan and Napoleon and Hitler are in the history books,

But it was the supporting cast who put them there.

Discerning Self

See your Self, see eternity; see eternity, see your Self.

Feel your Self, feel eternity; feel eternity, feel your Self.

Hear your Self, hear eternity; hear eternity, hear your Self.

Taste your Self, taste eternity; taste eternity, taste your Self.

Smell your Self, smell eternity; smell eternity, smell your Self.

Discern your Self, discern eternity; discern eternity, discern your Self.

You Are, You Are Not

You are the observing; You are not the observing.

You are the tasting; You are not the tasting.

You are the feeling; You are not the feeling.

You are the hearing; You are not the hearing.

You are the smelling; You are not the smelling.

You are the discerning; You are not the discerning.

The Underlying Mystery

You are the underlying formlessness.

You are the underlying shapelessness.

You are the underlying amorphousness.

You are the underlying preposterousness.

You are the underlying meaninglessness.

You are the underlying ineffectiveness.

You are the underlying senselessness.

You are the underlying nothingness.

You are the underlying uselessness.

You are the underlying emptiness.

You are the underlying nonbeing.

You are the underlying oblivion.

You are the underlying fluidity.

You are the underlying nihility.

You are the underlying cavity.

You are the underlying space.

You are the underlying void.

You are the underlying hole.

You are the underlying dross.

You are the underlying abyss.

You are the underlying nullity.

You are the underlying vacuum.

You are the underlying absence.

You are the underlying unreality.

You are the underlying hollowness.

You are the underlying incongruity.

You are the underlying irrationality.

You are the underlying ineffectuality.

You are the underlying pointlessness.

You are the underlying worthlessness.

You are the underlying nonexistence.

You are the underlying nonduality.

You are the underlying absurdity.

You are the underlying mystery.

How Much More Anything?

How much more creation?

How much more preservation?

How much more destruction?

How much more desire?

How much more pain?

How much more suffering?

How much more sorrow?

How much more fear?

How much more dread?

How much more hunger?

How much more assumption?

How much more bother?

How much more anticipation?

How much more generosity?

How much more greed?

How much more compassion?

How much more violence?

How much more empathy?

How much more sympathy?

How much more low?

How much more high?

How much more breadth?

How much more depth?

How much more derision?

How much more judgment?

How much more hate?

How much more love?

How much more joy?

How much more despair?

How much more depression?

How much more anticipation?

How much more time?

How much more timelessness?

How much more eternity?

How much more misery?

How much more solution?

How much more grief?

How much more argument?

How much more agreement?

How much more insanity?

How much more inanity?

How much more dissolution?

How much more derision?

How much more birth?

How much more death?

How much more gain?

How much more loss?

How much more attachment?

How much more detachment?

How much more torture?

How much more horror?

How much more absurdity?

How much more thought?

How much more feeling?

How much more passion?

How much more insight?

How much more pity?

How much more tragedy?

How much more pathos?

How much more dreaming?

How much more debate?

How much more power?

How much more value?

How much more subjugation?

How much more arrogance?

How much more consequence?

How much more significance?

How much more meaning?

How much more purpose?

How much more profit?

How much more mockery?

How much more esteem?

How much more treasure?

How much more pestilence?

How much more merit?

How much more usefulness?

How much more achievement?

How much more quantity?

How much more attraction?

How much more distraction?

How much more assessment?

How much more insignificance?

How much more regard?

How much more scorn?

How much more ridicule?

How much more tolerance?

How much more intolerance?

How much more pride?

How much more vanity?

How much more completion?

How much more accomplishment?

How much more conclusion?

How much more division?

How much more infinity?

How much more infinitesimal?

How much more dreamtime?

How much more similarity?

How much more difference?

How much more duality?

How much more nonduality?

How much more foreverafter?

How much more whateverafter?

How much more noteverafter?

How much more everything?

How much more anything?

How much more nothing?

The Past is Streaming

The past is streaming before your eyes.

The past is streaming before your ears.

The past is streaming before your nose.

The past is streaming before your tongue.

The past is streaming before your fingertips.

The past is streaming within your consciousness.

And where are you in all this streaming?

No Other

What are You, really, but an observer, observing?

What are You but an onlooker, onlooking?

What are You but a viewer, viewing?

What are You but a witness, witnessing?

What are You but a spectator, spectating?

What are You but a bystander, bystanding?

What are You but an eyewitness, eyewitnessing?

What are You but the centerstage eye, centerstaging?

The observer is the observed; the observed is the observer.

Awareness is all, Self is all, You are it, it is You, there is no other.

How Many Times?

How many times have you pontificated?

How many times have you masticated?

How many times have you intoxicated?

How many times have you abbreviated?

How many times have you delineated?

How many times have you fornicated?

How many times have you obliviated?

How many times have you demarcated?

How many times have you illustrated?

How many times have you delineated?

How many times have you fabricated?

How many times have you arbitrated?

How many times have you anticipated?

How many times have you abrogated?

How many times have you demonstrated?

How many times have you mediated?

How many times have you differentiate?

How many times have you discriminated?

How many times have you obliterated?

How many times have you isolated?

How many times have you segregated?

How many times have you obfuscated?

How many times have you expatriated?

How many times have you situated?

How many times have you pulsated?

How many times have you pontificated?

How many times have you subjugated?

How many times have you matriculated?

How many times have you decimated?

How many times have you abridgiated?

How many times have you decimated?

How many times have you done something to the -ated degree?

Words that end in -ated

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You Are Self, Be Self

You are ineffable, be ineffable.

You are indivisible, be indivisible.

You are immaculate, be immaculate.

You are unfathomable, be unfathomable.

You are oblivion, be oblivion.

You are flawless, be flawless.

You are solitary, be solitary.

You are indelible, be indelible.

You are unknowable, be unknowable.

You are witness, be witness.

You are intangible, be intangible.

You are intrinsic, be intrinsic.

You are immortal, be immortal.

You are indifferent, be indifferent.

You are irrational, be irrational.

You are emptiness, be emptiness.

You are unborn, be unborn.

You are blameless, be blameless.

You are undying, be undying.

You are inexpressible, be inexpressible.

You are overwhelming, be overwhelming.

You are indefinable, be indefinable.

You are observer, be observer.

You are deep, be deep.

You are timeless, be timeless.

You are unspeakable, be unspeakable.

You are indefinable, be indefinable.

You are untroubled, be untroubled.

You are spectator, be spectator.

You are solo, be solo.

You are nihility, be nihility.

You are imaginary, be imaginary.

You are ineradicable, be ineradicable.

You are enduring, be enduring.

You are permanent, be permanent.

You are indiscernible, be indiscernible.

You are impalpable, be impalpable.

You are obscure, be obscure.

You are faultless, be faultless.

You are mundane, be mundane.

You are alone, be alone.

You are unstained, be unstained.

You are average, be average.

You are onlooker, be onlooker.

You are matchless, be matchless.

You are unique, be unique.

You are peerless, be peerless.

You are unspeakable, be unspeakable.

You are void, be void.

You are unutterable, be unutterable.

You are absolute, be absolute.

You are supreme, be supreme.

You are unimaginable, be unimaginable.

You are unicity, be unicity.

You are whole, be whole.

You are incessant, be incessant.

You are inconceivable, be inconceivable.

You are unfastened, be unfastened.

You are infinite, be infinite.

You are endless, be endless.

You are infinitesimal, be infinitesimal.

You are rational, be rational.

You are undeniable, be undeniable.

You are watcher, be watcher.

You are detached, be detached.

You are nothingness, be nothingness.

You are perfect, be perfect.

You are unrivaled, be unrivaled.

You are inimitable, be inimitable.

You are incomparable, be incomparable.

You are spotless, be spotless.

You are unbiased, be unbiased.

You are impeccable, be impeccable.

You are everlasting, be everlasting.

You are perpetual, be perpetual.

You are unconcerned, be unconcerned.

You are ceaseless, be ceaseless.

You are ageless, be ageless.

You are priceless, be priceless.

You are impersonal, be impersonal.

You are absurdity, be absurdity.

You are aloof, be aloof.

You are mysterious, be mysterious.

You are nonexistent, be nonexistent.

You are fictional, be fictional.

You are interminable, be interminable.

You are eyewitness, be eyewitness.

You are carefree, be carefree.

You are enigmatic, be enigmatic.

You are inscrutable, be inscrutable.

You are unreadable, be unreadable.

You are inexplicable, be inexplicable.

You are indecipherable, be indecipherable.

You are incomprehensible, be incomprehensible.

You are unintelligible, be unintelligible.

You are meaningless, be meaningless.

You are inconsequential, be inconsequential.

You are anonymous, be anonymous.

You are nameless, be nameless.

You are ordinary, be ordinary.

You are lasting, be lasting.

You are perceiver, be perceiver.

You are engrained, be engrained.

You are impenetrable, be impenetrable.

You are imperceptible, be imperceptible.

You are eternal, be eternal.

You are Self, be Self.

You Do Not Really Exist

You do not really exist.

Your mind-body is energy.

Your perceptions are illusions.

Your ideas and beliefs are delusions.

Your possessions have no reality, either.

So it goes, deal with it, get over it, move on.

Party on, in your Yellow Brick Road walkabout,

Or get a shotgun, and leave a Rorchach on some wall.

An Infinite Cosmos

In times not all that long ago,

A person's geography determined their world.

If you were born in the mountains, that was all you knew.

If you were born on an island, that was all you knew.

If you were born in a valley, that was all you knew.

If you were born on a plain, that was all you knew.

If you were born by the sea, that was all you knew.

If you were born on a mesa, that was all you knew.

If you were born in a forest, that was all you knew.

If you were born in a desert, that was all you knew.

If you were born in a wetland, that was all you knew.

But these modern times subscribe to an infinite cosmos.

And in all these differences, the relativity of all is ascertained.

The Rise (and Fall?) of Imagination

How did imagination begin but through very gradual evolution, very gradual natural selection,

That is estimated to have begun 140 million years-ish ago in the jungles of Africa.

Something to do with memory cells gradually gaining enough oomph,

To start working together to counterfeit a sense of identity,

And the rest is the chaos of vanity and greed,

Given the name history, for the lack of a better word.

On the evolution of imagination, from Wikipedia:

Phylogenetic acquisition of imagination was a gradual process.

The simplest form of imagination, REM-sleep dreaming,

evolved in mammals with acquisition of REM sleep 140 million years ago.

Spontaneous insight improved in primates

with acquisition of the lateral prefrontal cortex 70 million years ago.

After hominins split from the chimpanzee line 6 million years ago

they further improved their imagination.

Prefrontal analysis was acquired 3.3 million years ago

when hominins started to manufacture Mode One stone tools.

Progress in stone tools culture to Mode Two stone tools by 2 million years ago

signify remarkable improvement of prefrontal analysis.

The most advanced mechanism of imagination, prefrontal synthesis,

was likely acquired by humans around 70,000 years ago

and resulted in behavioral modernity.

This leap toward modern imagination has been characterized by paleoanthropologists

as the "Cognitive revolution", "Upper Paleolithic Revolution", and the "Great Leap Forward".

And where is this cognitive revolution, this upper-paleolithic revolution, this great leap forward,

Irrevocably taking we two-leggeds, and many if not all, of the life forms in this world,

But down an ever-accelerating-exponential path to a very dystopian extinction.

To survive what it has through human consciousness over millions of years fashioned,

Imagination would need to, and rather quickly, mutate a wholistic, less individualistic platform.

Whether that is possible in this snail-paced, naturally-selective garden, seems more than a little unlikely.

And thus, will the rise of consciousness in this tiny iota of the mystery, fall upon its own sword,

And the vain hope that humankind might somehow shine its light across the cosmos,

Be forever dashed upon the austere reality, that it never really mattered,

That it was never more than a fallacious blip of absurdity.

And the eternal abyss, will eternally abyss, as it eternally does.

Awareness Does Not

Awareness does not think.

Awareness does not see.

Awareness does not hear.

Awareness does not taste.

Awareness does not smell.

Awareness does not feel.

Awareness does not desire

Awareness does not dread.

Awareness does not fear.

Awareness does not recall.

Awareness does not hate.

Awareness does not care.

Awareness does not hesitate.

Awareness does not suffer.

Awareness does not anger.

Awareness does not unhappy.

Awareness does not distress

Awareness does not happy.

Awareness does not joy.

Awareness does not elate.

Awareness does not gloomy.

Awareness does not regret.

Awareness does not divide.

Awareness does not discern.

Awareness does not surprise.

Awareness does not disgust.

Awareness does not happy.

Awareness does not sorrow.

Awareness does not joy.

Awareness does not choose.

Awareness does not content.

Awareness does not bliss.

Awareness does not exult.

Awareness does not accept.

Awareness does not deny.

Awareness does not love.

Awareness does not passion.

Awareness does not evolve.

Awareness does not change.

This dream is entirely quantum faire.

The universe but a matrix born of the imaginary mind.

Awareness is the clear endless sky, the mystery in its entirety, You truly are.

It does not participate, it does not regulate, it does not adjudicate, it does not concern its Self, in any way,

But without it, none of it would be possible.

Eternal Nature

The ineffable, eternally ineffable.

The indivisible, eternally indivisible.

The immaculate, eternally immaculate.

The unfathomable, eternally unfathomable.

The oblivion, eternally oblivion.

The flawless, eternally flawless.

The solitary, eternally solitary.

The indelible, eternally indelible.

The unknowable, eternally unknowable.

The witness, eternally witness.

The intangible, eternally intangible.

The intrinsic, eternally intrinsic.

The immortal, eternally immortal.

The indifferent, eternally indifferent.

The irrational, eternally irrational.

The emptiness, eternally emptiness.

The unborn, eternally unborn.

The blameless, eternally blameless.

The undying, eternally undying.

The inexpressible, eternally inexpressible.

The overwhelming, eternally overwhelming.

The indefinable, eternally indefinable.

The observer, eternally observer.

The deep, eternally deep.

The timeless, eternally timeless.

The unspeakable, eternally unspeakable.

The untroubled, eternally untroubled.

The spectator, eternally spectator.

The solo, eternally solo.

The nihility, eternally nihility.

The imaginary, eternally imaginary.

The ineradicable, eternally ineradicable.

The enduring, eternally enduring.

The permanent, eternally permanent.

The indiscernible, eternally indiscernible.

The impalpable, eternally impalpable.

The obscure, eternally obscure.

The faultless, eternally faultless.

The mundane, eternally mundane.

The alone, eternally alone.

The unstained, eternally unstained.

The average, eternally average.

The onlooker, eternally onlooker.

The matchless, eternally matchless.

The unique, eternally unique.

The peerless, eternally peerless.

The unspeakable, eternally unspeakable.

The void, eternally void.

The unutterable, eternally unutterable.

The absolute, eternally absolute.

The supreme, eternally supreme.

The unimaginable, eternally unimaginable.

The unicity, eternally unicity.

The whole, eternally whole.

The incessant, eternally incessant.

The inconceivable, eternally inconceivable.

The unfastened, eternally unfastened.

The infinite, eternally infinite.

The endless, eternally endless.

The infinitesimal, eternally infinitesimal.

The rational, eternally rational.

The undeniable, eternally undeniable.

The watcher, eternally watcher.

The detached, eternally detached.

The nothingness, eternally nothingness.

The perfect, eternally perfect.

The unrivaled, eternally unrivaled.

The inimitable, eternally inimitable.

The incomparable, eternally incomparable.

The spotless, eternally spotless.

The unbiased, eternally unbiased.

The impeccable, eternally impeccable.

The everlasting, eternally everlasting.

The perpetual, eternally perpetual.

The unconcerned, eternally unconcerned.

The ceaseless, eternally ceaseless.

The ageless, eternally ageless.

The priceless, eternally priceless.

The impersonal, eternally impersonal.

The absurdity, eternally absurdity.

The aloof, eternally aloof.

The mysterious, eternally mysterious.

The nonexistent, eternally nonexistent.

The fictional, eternally fictional.

The interminable, eternally interminable.

The eyewitness, eternally eyewitness.

The carefree, eternally carefree.

The enigmatic, eternally enigmatic.

The inscrutable, eternally inscrutable.

The unreadable, eternally unreadable.

The inexplicable, eternally inexplicable.

The indecipherable, eternally indecipherable.

The incomprehensible, eternally incomprehensible.

The unintelligible, eternally unintelligible.

The meaningless, eternally meaningless.

The inconsequential, eternally inconsequential.

The anonymous, eternally anonymous.

The nameless, eternally nameless.

The ordinary, eternally ordinary.

The lasting, eternally lasting.

The perceiver, eternally perceiver.

The engrained, eternally engrained.

The impenetrable, eternally impenetrable.

The imperceptible, eternally imperceptible.

Rich Man’s Life on a Dime

Rich man's life on a dime, is how this life has spun.

Why go to all that work, when the pearl was there for the taking.

Of course, being content to merely be, remaining single, never going into debt,

And being happy to sleep on a couch, or in a van, were key enablers in my unplanned epoch.

All the monotony it would have taken to become rich and famous and powerful,

Would have been far too toxic, far too boring, for this plebeian spirit.

Far more interesting to swing from adventure to adventure.

To let the mystery set this destiny’s mortal course.

And somehow, it has reached this moment,

This keyboard, this cup of coffee.

How could I not be content?

The Genetic Lottery