Leftovers
Consciousness (a.k.a., imagination) starts and stops, ebbs and flows, creaks and groans.
The awareness, the eternal moment, ever streams through the kaleidoscoping dreamtime.
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It is a mysterious mystery.
It is an absolute mystery.
It is an immeasurable mystery.
It is an immaculate mystery.
It is a sovereign mystery.
It is an indelible mystery.
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It is an ultimate mystery.
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It is a timeless mystery.
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It is a spaceless mystery.
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It is an ideal mystery.
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It is a hypothetical mystery.
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It is a predictable mystery.
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It is a hollow mystery.
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It is a pointless mystery.
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It is a methodical mystery.
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It is a quantum mystery.
It is a scientific mystery.
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It is a holographic mystery.
It is a matrix mystery.
It is a patternless mystery.
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It is an untraceable mystery.
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It is a nothing mystery.
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It is an unexplainable mystery.
It is an unyielding mystery.
It is an infinite mystery.
It is a bona fide mystery.
It is a mysterious mystery.
It is … a mystery.
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Without sun or moon or stars,
Without clocks or watches or calendars,
Without memories of this or that, or that or this,
Who-what-where-when-why-how is there such a thing as time?
This timeless awareness, this timeless moment, this timeless right here, right now.
Is all there is, all there ever was, all there will ever be.
Dissolve the sensory mind-body.
Be eternity.
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What a bizarre thing to supposedly be created by some supreme being,
Only to be cast forever into hell or purgatory for not falling into line
With a controversial collection of desert-dweller commandments,
Or an implausible messiah and his frothing cult of true-believers.
Even if there is some sort of Santa Claus rendering of a god on high,
Have you really lived such a despicable existence to be all that apprehensive
About being eternally damned in the byzantine abysses of some Dante-esque inferno?
I mean, seriously?
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For all practical purposes, you are as anonymous to the universe as it is to you.
Even the most powerful, even the most wealthy, even the most known,
Are already forgotten in the timeless expanses of eternity.
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To really go all the way,
To really surrender all the way,
To really be totally awake in awareness,
Is the eternal harmony, the unborn-undying reality,
Of the great nothingness from which all appearances are spun.
The challenge is to embrace the mystery of awareness,
Without the imaginary limits of consciousness.
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Before the advent of humankind, this garden pearl was akin to a finely-tuned clock.
As eternally precise as its Darwinian nature could be.
And then man learned of fire,
And history streamed into absurdity beyond all pales.
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Imagine your body in flames like a marshmallow over a campfire.
The eternal awareness observing, thoroughly detached, thoroughly indifferent,
As the body screams and writhes, until there is nothing left about which to scream or writhe.
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Existence is only as viable as the neuron matrix,
Which facilitates consciousness (a.k.a., imagination)
To dance away, to whirl and twirl in eternal awareness.
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Have you ever beheld even one moment of awareness,
Where ethics or any other imaginary notion or sentiment,
Had any say, any validity, any reality, any truth, whatsoever?
The eternal mystery does not give a flying hooey about anything.
Oh well, so it goes, deal with it, get over it, move on.
Irony and paradox and absurdity rule.
Practice detachment.
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Awareness is the bastion of serenity.
Vanity is the source of all hells, of all purgatories.
Eternity has been right here, right now, every moment, all along.
Time and space are but quantum illusions choregraphed by the sensory mind.
It is through the self-absorption of consciousness, of imagination,
That we have become blind to the timeless presence.
Still the mind-body, abide in awareness,
Discern the mystery you are.
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There is no yoke, no millstone, no chains, no shackles, in seeing, in being, the mystery you ever are.
No idolatries, no tribes, no traditions, no dogmas, no symbols, no rituals, no rewards, no punishments.
Just you, pristine awareness, the eternal eye, the mystery itself, witnessing the ever-present moment.
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A neural network of memories, of perceptions,
Is all you are, have ever been, will ever be.
Space-time is but a quantum illusion.
Consciousness, but temporal theater.
Clouds drifting in the eternal awareness.
Unborn, undying, indivisible, unfathomable.
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For those who seek truth, awareness of awareness,
Awareness of the eternal moment, is all that it is required.
You are the truth, the life, the way; the challenge is just to be it.
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The eternal moment is the nexus
Through which all creation, through which all destruction, all that is unborn, all that is undying,
Kaleidoscope in the immeasurable, indivisible, indelible awareness,
Witness to all that is, witness to all that is not.
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No matter how tainted, no matter how corrupt, no matter how vile, no matter how despicable,
The imaginary, the make-believe, the fictitious, the pretend, the illusory role you play,
The you that is real, the you that is true, the you that is eternal, is immaculate.
Free of all that the ever-ebbing-ever-flowing currents of consciousness are capable.
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The mind is drawn to silence, to stillness, to eternity, but churns on and on.
Despite all assertions to the contrary, consciousness does not really want to let go
Of its imaginary, of its illusory, of its ever-kaleidoscoping quantum space-time creation.
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… and then what happens? …
… and then what happens? … and then what happens? …
… and then what happens? … and then what happens? … and then what happens? …
… and then what happens? … and then what happens? …
… and then what happens? …
… in eternity’s never-beginning-never-ending story? …
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Eternity is the timeless, spaceless, right-here, right-now, every-where,
For every ever that has ever been, for every ever that will ever be.
That all this is happening, that this world and cosmos transpire,
Is as mysterious a mystery as any mystery could ever chance to be.
The challenge is not attempting to name it; the challenge is just being it.
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Being awareness, being the moment, is eternal life.
To want more is to be ensnared in the maze of imagination,
The dreamtime of the sensory mind given over to quantum illusion.
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To bask in the eternal unborn-undying moment,
Some call it nirvana, some satori, some rapture, some joy, some harmony, some ecstasy,
Some paradise, some heaven, some bliss, some contentment.
I call it home, sweet home.
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Awareness is eternal witness to the omnipresent, kaleidoscoping quantum theater.
All identity, all personality, is but the conditioned response of imagination
To all the causes, to all the effects, played out in each and every mind.
The you that you think you are, the you that you believe you are,
Is but an electromagnetically-induced chemical perception,
An illusion, a delusion, a deception, born of a mystery
Whose immeasurable truth can never be known
But by those rare seekers who become it.
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It is a quantum theater.
You are not the quantum theater.
You are the unborn-undying eternal moment.
You are the awareness infusing the quantum theater.
You are the awareness perceiving the quantum theater.
You are the awareness witnessing the quantum theater.
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Awareness is the eternal moment.
It is without time, without space.
It is without cause, without effect.
It is without beginning, without end.
It is without purpose, without meaning.
It is absolute aloneness, unborn, undying.
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Awareness is the indivisible, impenetrable moment.
Awareness is prior to consciousness; there is no prior to awareness.
It is the inexplicable, immutable, indelible, omnipresent, faceless witness of eternity.
Label it whatever sound or symbol mind wills, no paradigm can ever own its unborn-undying nature.
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Why be at all concerned about heavens or hells or purgatories?
Or reincarnation, or any other mind-made, time-bound conception?
Of past lives you have no memory; of future lives you have no certainty.
All that is relevant is this very right-here-right-now eternal moment.
As it would have been, or will be, in any future-past ever created.
Be in this very singular moment, wherever, whenever, you are,
And all theaters will play out as the sands of time prescribe.
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Despite imagination’s interminable penchant for make-believe,
There is no other time, there is no other space, that you can possibly be,
But this very right-here-right-now, unborn-undying, eternally absolute moment.
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For all practical purpose, vanity is hardwired into the human genome.
Some religious folk like to call it original sin for their own pious reasonings,
But it is really nothing more than the long and arduous path of natural selection.
The morphing evolution of breeding choices in the brewing stews of cultural theaters,
As the species gradually migrated every direction out of the African jungles of so long ago.
It is much less about sin than the inevitable outcome of all the dynamics this mystery has coined.
And awareness, the eternal, indivisible, unborn-undying witness in every sentient creation.
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What is the mindful state given over to absolute awareness of the unborn-undying nature?
That which is prior to all imaginary notions evolved of the mind’s quantum dream.
That which is eternally right here, right now, without past, without future.
That which is all you really are, that which is all you really are not.
That which is the omniscient, omnipresent, omnipotence that is truly God.
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To abide in the eternal awareness is to live in an existential state,
Ever anew, flawless, pristine, impeccable, untarnished, immaculate.
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An 80-year existence as a human being, not including 20-ish leap years, is:
960 months; 4160 weeks; 29,200 days; 700,800 hours; 42,049,000 minutes; 2,522,880,000 seconds.
What will you do with all those moments in your preordained eternal dream?
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How can you discern the eternal but by observing very lucidly,
By observing beneath the shallows of consciousness at the timeless awareness,
The moment in which the world, the universe, all creation, kaleidoscopes unborn-undying.
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The awareness of the eternal moment neither creates nor destroys.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither favors nor opposes.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither leads nor follows.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither covets nor limits.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither moves nor stills.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither gives nor takes.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither ebbs nor flows.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither rises nor sinks.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither wins nor loses.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither loves nor hates.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither comes nor goes.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither thinks nor acts.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither begins nor ends.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither profits nor loses.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither grasps nor frees.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither lives nor perishes.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither succeeds nor fails.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither accepts nor denies.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither grows nor shrinks,
The awareness of the eternal moment neither attacks nor defends.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither reveals nor conceals.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither obsesses nor ignores.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither harshens nor softens.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither indulges nor abstains.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither brightens nor darkens.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither increases nor decreases.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither appears nor disappears.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither conquers nor surrenders.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither consumes nor preserves.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither condemns nor absolves.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither ascends nor descends.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither hopes nor despairs.
The awareness of the eternal moment neither seeks nor finds.
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Humankind worships what it sees, what it feels, what it conceives,
Rather than the timeless indivisibility that can never be known,
Rather than the eternal moment that is ever unfathomable.
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All things – animate or inanimate – are always in the quantum here now.
All forms great to small are but notions given reality by the sensory mind.
The eternal moment, the timeless awareness, is all there truly is, and is not.
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The mind-body is the only way you can ever travel the space-time of this eternal quantum mystery.
And it will ever be at a one-breath-at-a-time, one-step-at-a-time, one-moment-at-a-time, kind of pace.
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All sentient life forms small to great gaze out upon their unique universe,
Each and every one, the same indivisible, ubiquitous awareness,
The same indivisible source, the same indivisible mystery.
Declare the awareness to be one god or many,
By whatever deific-sounding sounds comes to mind,
The inscrutable that humankind ever aspires to penetrate,
Is eternally indifferent to, unaffected by, all conscious endeavors.
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How passionately love can so easily morph into resentment and hate.
It may be eternal in the ultimate, indelibly, excruciatingly idealistic sense,
But the vanities are more than capable of adulterating anything and everything.
Soundbites
Eternity and infinity are not units of space and/or time.
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Awareness, even asleep, is eternally awake.
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Eternity is like that.
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The eternal space does not care whether it is aligned left, right, or center.
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To be eternally awake is to be that which has no bounds, to be that which is god.
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Eternity or bust
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Awareness without dimension is the ultimate solitude of eternity.
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Awareness is the only constant eternity has to offer.
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Awareness is eternity, eternity is awareness, the one and only real you.
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Consciousness … imagination … is the usurper of eternity.
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Become eternity.
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Eternity is your residence.
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Imagination is the usurper of eternity.
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Awareness is the intelligence of eternity.
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Perfect beingness is the mind-body given over to the eternal awareness of the given moment.
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Eternal life, eternal death, same thing, same moment.
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Is it eternal life? Or eternal unborn-undying awareness?
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There is nothing to achieve; eternity is all.
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A busy mind deflects eternity.
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You are eternity cloaked in vanity.
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Eternity rules.
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Clocks may go round and round, but eternity is ever still.
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What is eternal life but a mind given over to the awareness prior to consciousness.
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Who is master? Awareness or imagination? Eternity or consciousness?
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Rest assured you will be forgotten like all the rest; anonymity is eternity’s guarantee.
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Existence is the time machine of eternity.
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No word matters in the realm of eternal awareness to which you are sovereign.
Breadcrumbs
If it is not written down quickly, likely gone for all eternity.
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To bask in the eternal moment,
Some call it nirvana, some satori, some rapture, some joy, some harmony, some ecstasy,
Some paradise, some heaven, some bliss, some contentment.
I call it home, sweet home.
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What concern have I for heavens and hells,
For reincarnation or any other time-bound conception?
Of past lives, I have no memory; of future lives, I have no certainty.
All that matters is this very right-here-right-now eternal moment.
As it would have been, will be, in any future-past ever coined.