the swell sutra

the white noise of breakers emerging from the silver silent fog.

but there is never an end for there is ever no beginning.

so waves keep rolling in yet there never is a wave.

ah, never trust appearances.

the crashing surf and rockbound shore are variations on the fantasy of time.

we are always traveling at 700 million miles per hour!

(beyond the basho / silver light expectorates / the syllables of)

mind can only mind that which is the mind.

sometimes you eat the bear. sometimes the bear eats you. sometimes you understand you've always been the bear.

you're so vain, you probably think you're you.

i think not; i am all.

the impersonal sutra

one suffers as a person only because one thinks one is a person.

and all this spiritual personalization!

disidentify disidentify disidentify: the three real laws of real estate.

the first step is to decondition oneself; in other words, deconstruct the person one's been taught one is; & don't underestimate this step!

don't be afraid or guilt-ridden to be impersonal; this is one's greatest obstacle: so remember physician heal thyself.

don't delay & leave it to an unforeseen account of merit; that's what the big bank of priests wants 'you' to do; w/o 'you', they got nothing.

this is the only revolution: overthrow yourself.

everything you think you know is false and that is just the beginning!

and an atheist is a person who has done the math backwards.

ever since i became god, i've been an apersonist.

thus it's really not difficult being god: i don't know anything and i don't do anything. i just happen!

man! i love it when i happen!

my love of happening may be called intelligence, but really, it's nothing.

this happening, love, & intelligence is sometimes referred to as being, bliss, & consciousness, but in a different order. i'm ok with that.

and god said look at myself and then there was mind.

i love mind; it's so cute when it thinks it's intelligent.