time, time, time creates all sides, yes it does.
and i create time: voila!
particle itself is wave and wave is particle.
thoughtlessness is a state of too much thought.
without the thought of who i am, there is no me to be.
i am the am reflecting in i am.
thought is contagious when you think you're thought.
bliss is because it isn't.
la la la la la la la la la means whatever you want it to mean.
accept no name.
no name, no form, no meaning.
this buzzing booming confusion is that.
just stop the perpetual internal infernal thinking machine.
you don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows; it blows for thee, by thee, and in thee.
scientific materialism is the opium laced with amphetamine of the people.
no mountain, no powder, no skis.
snowflakes are spontaneously appearing.
all roads lead to silence, even the one that goes through rome.
all ways, or paths if you will, whether convoluted or not, teach only one thing: how to be quiet and let reality have its way with you.
when your way is reality’s way, which it is anyways, for you’re not the ‘you’ you think you are, but reality itself, there’s harmony & bliss.
if not, then suffer.
nobody has something to say.
whatever you think isn’t.
as consciousness is a reflection of the absolute, one's action is a reflection of one's understanding truth.
in the name of love.
you're nobody's fool.
my path is this; quietly i wait for that.
none of this is my idea.
not a word of it is true.
all the world's the past, and all the men and women merely more mind.
repeating the mantra "goo goo g'joob" shall help you realize that you're not really a walrus.
i thought i had a thought just then.
how many atmans can dance on the head of a pin?
consciousness is like a universe of tinnitis ringing in the the ears of that silent absolute.
January 18, 2011
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