Soundbites Transferred to “The Return to Wonder” from “Breadcrumbs” (Chapters 301, 302, 303)


Soundbites Transferred to “The Return to Wonder”

from “Breadcrumbs” (Chapters 301, 302, 303)



Chapter 283


Loyalty: Priceless.


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Grande Nada Supreme.


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There is only awareness, everything else is babble.


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More vanity … Ho-hum and yawn.


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Why make it so hard on your Self?


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To the moth, I say, let the flame burn alone.


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Why judge the infinity of possibilities that You your Self are?


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What is your default setting, little self or Big Self?


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‘Tis so amazing, this non-existent existence.


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What a wonder those who cannot even begin to look to see what is true.


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Tired of filling space that does not need filling.


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Consciousness is playing itself out through you.


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Get humble.


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Only you are true.


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What's your calling?


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Absolutely under the radar.


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Holding on to nothing is not an easy thing to do.


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If everyone gave everything away, what would any get in return?


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You have as much access to the sun as any who have ever dreamt in time.


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It is a mind in ever-present movement that creates the other.


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Happiness is in the unassailable awareness within each and every eternal moment.


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Identity is merely a cloak of illusion.


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You are your Self, once again.


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Sip eternity’s infinite elixer.


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Did nothing again today.


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Benign in all things.


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Raise the bar.


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Théâtre absurde.


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Metaphysical, indeed, indeed.


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Why pay interest on your pleasure?


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Perhaps the only thing from which you can never be free is the nowness.



Chapter 284


What sense of both freedom and imprisonment imagination can be.


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What vision can there be for the blind, what sound for the deaf?


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It is the mind that differentiates all things, not you.


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The truth all have in common is within.


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You are as you think … or not.


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Do not mind.


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Do nothing well.


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So beyond any control.


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The perceiver is in all, and all are in it.


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You are that from which all creation is made manifest.


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Perhaps some of the most profound thoughts have yet to be written.


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If some confining dogma suits you better than truth, so be it.


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Letting pride sit the back seat is likely rarely a bad idea.


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Each drop must evaporate to again become whole.


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You do, indeed, have a fondness for blaspheme.


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A rich life can be had on a dime.


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How much is too much, and how little is too little, there’s the rub, indeed.


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What is reality? You.


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Zounds!  It's true!


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What in any god's name is there to be afraid of?


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How wearing to care about so many things that have never really mattered.


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If you had any other moment, when would it, could it, possibly be?


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Why do you deny your Self, when it is your only reality?


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Join together in the ground within.


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God loves dice, Mr. Einstein.


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Settle for lies, and that is more than likely what you will get.


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You observe them, and they you, but likely not in quite the same way.



Chapter 285


Even the merest shadow of the movement of time can darken the mind.


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To see what is really going on, always look between the lines.


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Bits and pieces flowing alongside in streamtime.


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A state of mindlessness.


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What an absurd beast, pride.


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Why pretend to own anything?


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Another harbinger of doom, no doubt.


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This moment, too, is the ether of the nothingness.


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What to do when nothingness becomes the default setting.


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The grace of eternal life is in each and every breath, each and every step.


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A cosmic conspiracy is no doubt afoot for the many that harbor such pointless notions.


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Real faith, real belief, is the relinquishment of everything in any given moment.


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To be free of this body, or not, that is the choiceless choice of it.


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You must discover it totally alone.


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To neither want, nor not want.


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You are not the body, you are immortal, figure it out.


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Nothing honey.


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Nothing is all right by me.


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Every tool has its time and place.


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Every set of eyes a witness to a dream of awareness playing out consciousness.


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A full breath is the charioteer of the stillness so absolute.



Chapter 286


As if you had any say in the matter.


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Just another corpse waiting to happen.


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What is time and space but a function of memory cells.


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What incredible stress self-loathing places upon the mind-body-spirit.


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All life is a vast collection of seeds born of the same essence.


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Reality is in the still immediacy prior to consciousness.


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A pathless path as clear as awareness its Self.


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Harmony is in every streaming moment, the only now there has ever really been.


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Astounding all the things you have known and forgotten, and you ain’t dead yet.


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Memes die hard.


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True love of Self is the inescapable potential of any given life.


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How could your version of the universe have existed before you created it?


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The You that you really are is all you really need.


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Total madness, or the sanest thing you will ever imagine?



Chapter 287


So much for that idea.


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None of it really means anything.


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Through fire, the blade gains immortality.


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You are not perfect in what you say or do, but in what you immutably are.


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You are not of the conscious design, merely witness to its play.


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What does it mean, eternity begins when you die?


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What is freedom to you, a concept, or a fact?


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Shields of bullshit.


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Think jacuzzi bubbles.


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Thoughts are merely habits, patterns, babbling away.


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Open eyes are so easily enticed into the endless delusions of illusion.


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What pride need there be when you are the source of all things great and small?


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Live and learn, die anyway.


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Knowledge has its limits, that which is prior, none.


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Never say forever.


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Are your eyes that closed?


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You know all … in your dream.


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Amazing that anyone would take anything for granted.


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Every life dies, but the essence that is never born, can never die.


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The unbounded is discerned through limitation awakened.


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How inflated the mind mesmerized by the senses.


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Who is there to please, really, but your Self?


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If you want nothing, what is there to fear?


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You are innocent of all charges.



Chapter 288


And when all plays are done, you will still be you.


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Do you see the game you daily play?


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Memes, you are surrounded by memes.


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The remedy to self-destruction is intelligence.


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What can any dream possibly offer to the real you?


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Undying, this eternal mind born of time.


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Absolute freedom is the only given.


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Guard against it being about you.


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Pretty matter of fact, really.


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To want nothing is to want for nothing.


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It is the freedom of those who require nothing.


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By whatever sword one carries, each perishes alone.



Chapter 289


Know thy Self, and what any other thinks of you means nothing.


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What do you remember but the remnants of a touchy-feely three-dimensional dream?


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Prior to romantic notions of love and beauty, nothing.


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Be totally vulnerable, totally anonymous, totally true to the one and only Self within.


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You are herein bid to wake up, all you sweet souls and dark villains.


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How free dare you be?


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Oh well, indeed.


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A very detached vision.



Chapter 290


Any hell is of its own making, of its own design.

A set of narrowing, limiting choices,

Born of an imaginary field.


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Each of us wandering our own infinite universe,

Creating for others to discern what they choose.


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You really own nothing:

Neither your body, your mind, your things,

Nor even your existence.


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The last real freedom you had was the moment

Before the seeds of consciousness took root.


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The limitations of the mind and body,

Real as they seem at the time,

Are entirely imagined.


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The manifest world is but a temporal quantum dream,

Which all inhabit and play out as their nature demands.


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The ones who can play the fool are have the advantage on the road to Self-discovery.


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No matter how much you believe you know,

It is merely bits and pieces of a dream unknown.


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Seven going on eight going on nine-plus-plus-plus

Way too many human beings on this poor Madre.


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Merge into the awareness of consciousness,

And what duality can there possibly be?


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The senses and mind will always deny you your birthright if you allow it.



Chapter 291


The dream will out, and the we who are me will witness it all.


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The greater the anger, the greater the illusion.


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Seers walk a singular path.


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The Way sets the ground rules of the manifest game, not you.


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A daydream of sorts, and nothing to show for it.


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What is there to do, really, but love thy Self.


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Why not?


* * * *

Equal indifference to all.


* * * *

The play of quantum ether.


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Pretty darned amazing, this seemingly endless mystery to which you are witness.


* * * *

Can you ever be truly happy with what any other offers?


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Merge into the awareness of consciousness, and what duality can there possibly be?


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Dread is the anxiety over the seemingly endless variety of pains inflicted by time.


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The relativity of all things is immeasurable.


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To see this. is the end of the world as you know it.


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The brass ring is yours if you dare to be free enough to seize it.


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Why stick around for bad theater with a wearing and predictable ending?


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The yoga of mind is the unraveling of the veil.


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The man behind the mask is dead: Long live the mask.


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Can you ever be truly happy with what the other offers?



Chapter 292


Never mind.


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You are absolutely nothing in the most profound sense.


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How has all this come about, a mystery that has no answer.


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Be as an infant in the womb – serene, aware, unattached – with malice toward none.


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What consciousness hath set apart, let consciousness render whole again.


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Why bother holding on to all the memories of what has only ever been a dream?


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Every life form is a shard of the Truth, the Life and the Way.


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Manifestation is the limitation of one form or another.


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Remember nothing. remember everything.



Chapter 293


Nobody knows.


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Everything else is self-serving absurdity.


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Is that something you really need to know?


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No need to apologize more than once, if at all.


* * * *

Sometimes too weary to continue, yet still you carry on.


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Just primates in boots and heels.


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Want everything, want nothing, is there any difference, really?


* * * *

Fools tarry in the world.


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It all means everything, it all means nothing.


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Another drop of Soul haunted by the many voices playing out in mind’s mortal theater.


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Attain the immeasurable richness of the complete and utter simplicity within.


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Explore everything anew every moment possible.


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And Atlas tossed the world of mind into a new orbit.


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So much gibberish, none of it truly important.


* * * *

Same old, same old, for the very first time.



Chapter 294


What's to know? What's not to know?


* * * *

Bliss is the eternal orgasm.


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Get back to what you truly are.


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Where does coveting really get you?


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If we were worms, flies or cockroaches, would we be so proud?


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Whatever you think it is, it is, and it is not.


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Existence is a means to an end, nothing more, nothing less.


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Human drama, human trauma.


* * * *

Dissolving the mind one aphorism at a time.


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Equanimity is the eternal balance between body, mind, heart and Soul.


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What name can possibly be attached to that from which all sound flows?


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Are you ready to call it a life?


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It’s a two-legged thing.


* * * *

Game over.


* * * *

Be ... free.


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Awareness is the nectar of the beingness.


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Stand tall, rest assured, you are That I Am.


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Nothing can be proved; it is an experiential fact.



Chapter 295


Nothing makes some content.


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Only in awareness are you immortal.


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Another mind off out in the deep end of wacko.


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Be as simple or complex as you please, it is the same.


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The drama of ants will out.


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Every ear, every mind, its own translation.


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Nothing matters, everything matters.


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Alone again, naturally.


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Anything and everything is samadhi, yoga, union.


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It is all you, and you it, so what need to think about it?


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What matter the vanities of this world, or any other?


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Find the deepest desire, the deepest fear, and erase them.


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Prior to all cause and effect, you are.


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Dissolve within.



Chapter 296


Reclaim the birthright that is all you really are.


* * * *

Live now, die now, it is ever the same.


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You are awareness caught up in a sensory dream.


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To what would any delusional mind have to compare it?


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You would not bother with all these words if you were truly done with it.


* * * *

Discerning your universe, one seamless breath, one seamless moment at a time.


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It is only suffocating if you do not remember to breathe.


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Just doing whatever comes to mind.


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Nature is nothing but what it is.


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Choose your absurdity.


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In a league of your own.


* * * *

Many are called, and fools are rarely chosen.


* * * *

You will not discern your immortality in the world


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Just another entry in this stream of consciousness.


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You are not responsible for what anyone thinks or does.


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If you know you wouldn't do it again, then regret has done all it can do.


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What is so hard about being totally free inwardly?


* * * *

Ultimately, there is no answer but you.


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It is not your dream, or my dream, it is the dream.


* * * *

See which way the wind stills.


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Quantum menagerie.


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Be true to your Self.


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How free is free?


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You are all potentials.



Chapter 297


Give up knowing, embrace the stillness before time.


* * * *

Introspection, eternally pointless.


* * * *

Time to move on to what I Am is about.


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So infinite as to be both impossible and plausible.


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What is wrong with a little compassion toward those who really need and deserve it?


* * * *

We battle over nothing, really.


* * * *

Nothing means nothing.


* * * *

So much not to care about.


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Hate is a curious undertaking.


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No harm in admitting what you don't know, which is a heck of a lot, really.


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Before pride, all so-called sins wander to and fro as they please.



Chapter 298


Truth or idolatry?


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Believe nothing.


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Ya had to be there.


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Another long ago in the same right now.


* * * *

Another day's sweat and toil washes down to the sea.


* * * *

If you could read my mind, love, what a tale my thoughts could tell.


* * * *

What happens when there are too many monkeys in the only tree in the forest?


* * * *

"How many times have I died for you?" the Jester wondered on his newly minted cross.


* * * *

What a jealous, angry, petty, inane god, so many, with such diligence, imagine.



Chapter 299


What a mystery Eden; a shame we did not treat it with much more respect.


* * * *

That moment will come soon enough, no point endlessly worrying about it.


* * * *

Breathe in, breath out, eternal life, now.


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Do not call it anything, just be alone in the awareness prior to consciousness.


* * * *

Allow the clear sky back into your mind.


* * * *

From whence do avalanches begin?


* * * *

Happy Birthday, Son of Santa Claus.


* * * *

You are herein free of all and none.


* * * *

Any discerning drop knows its source.


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The challenge is to forget it all, and be the you that you truly are, have ever been, will ever be.


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Nobody can ever really see you until they see themselves as you do your Self.


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You are not required to participate in any way but your own: You are your own law.



Chapter 300


Skin color is no indicator of intelligence; every mind is a universe unto its Self.


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In the dreams of those immersed in totality, it does not matter what any other thinks.


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What to say to those who have spent so much of their time not looking for themselves.


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Except in the dreams of imagination, there has never been an individual soul.


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What you fear most, what you desire most, is what you have in imagination created.


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Are you this pretending That, or That pretending this?


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The freedom of being is in the seamlessness of each and every moment.