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The Imposter

Who am I ? I am in charge of my life. I follow my destiny. I am someone who knows what he wants. I don’t know what I want. I want more. I never meant to get injured. I never … Continue reading

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Nowhere to be Found

[ Guest poetry on living the awake life by Dennis Waugaman . Enjoy ! ] I look for a me. Nowhere to be found. No me, no ID, what then? A you? Show me. Body, mind, soul? Show me. No, … Continue reading

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what happens when all authority is abandoned?

what happens when all authority is abandoned? by miriam louisa 341 If you’re born blind, totally blind, you need to be told about light.  That’s the only way you’ll come to believe something like light exists.  But if you aren’t blind, … Continue reading

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The I is a Fool

The I is a Fool Passing out shreds of advice like Halloween candy Craving approbation, appreciation, approval Surely now they see my wisdom Since I finally see it too ! The I is a fool. Ordering, arranging Making tidy, staying … Continue reading

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The Tapping Continues ….

The known is limited: limited to the past, to concepts, to the described and the describable. Trusting the known passes for common sense. ” Better the devil that you know…” = sage advice. Apparently, even a devil warrants trust, as long … Continue reading

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Awakening Happens in Experience

The ideal resides in thought alone. Experience outside of thought reveals more. More detail. More roughness. More richness. More complexity. More than can really be chewed in one mouthful. Thought appears complete: a packet of words or an image. Finished. Polished. … Continue reading

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Awakening is About Subtraction …

Awakening is about subtraction. There is nothing added to the mind. And no one left to claim possession of it. Awakening happens when something is lost. The “I”.  The “self “. ” Me “. That’s what goes. What remains ? … Continue reading

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Space Doesn’t Stop…. Anywhere.

Space doesn’t stop…. anywhere. That’s not what it feels like, though. In the dream of the separate self, space definitely seems to stop. Space feels like it stops at the skin. So, if space feels like it stops at the … Continue reading

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