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It’s A Kind of Magic

Steve Rowe

A Magi is a wise person, Magic is knowing how something works. Magic fools the ignorant, Because it’s ‘special power’ they don’t understand, But to the wise it’s normal science. Does this make magic less? Should we not be in awe of the ‘ordinary’? Is not every day astounding? The sun rising and setting, The fact that we exist? Earth, water, air and fire are all magical; Every breath we take should inspire us with awe. We know how it works, We know the ‘trick’; We become wise to what’s happening; But we should not become complacent. Science should not … Continue reading It’s A Kind of Magic

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Zombie Or Alive?

Steve Rowe

It was a slow death…. That’s impossible. One second you’re alive, the next you’re dead. Alive/dead; it’s as simple as that. You might be ill or in pain for a while; But death is instantaneous. Awake, asleep, you don’t notice. You only know you fell asleep when you awake. Anaesthetist puts the canula in your arm; “Goodnight” and you’re gone. You only know you were gone when you’re in recovery. So dying is not a problem, one second you’re alive and next you’re not. In meditation or everyday live you are aware and focused, And then the mind has wandered. … Continue reading Zombie Or Alive?

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Heaven Or Hell

Steve Rowe

Is this heaven or hell? Are the people around you stupid and ignorant? Are they only out for themselves? Are they all cheats and liars? If so, you are in hell. Are the people around you patient and tolerant? Are they kind and supportive? Do you all work as a team in a positive way? Then you are in heaven. Like attracts like. Birds of a feather stick together. You determine whether you are in heaven or hell. It’s your choice. Continue reading Heaven Or Hell

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A Door Inside

Steve Rowe

There is a door inside, in the deepest part of your heart. When you exit this world, it closes behind you. But it’s a door that can be used for refuge at anytime. Beyond it is a place of healing. Nourishment for the soul. A place where wisdom resides. A land of language without words. How do we find this door? There is only one way. Complete and utter stillness. Death within life. Thinking without words. When you are still and there is no words; Then the door will be felt. Once inside, you can heal; Understand what you were … Continue reading A Door Inside

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A Past Life….

Steve Rowe

I paused in the clear night air to savour the moments before death, I was lucky to know the time of the completion of this incarnation so I was properly prepared, the icy fingers of fate clawed inside my abdomen making me draw in the crisp air and centre myself. When my family had been slaughtered and I had been the only one to escape my fate had been sealed, I had trained day and night with Sensei to be able to complete my Karma the right way, tonight there was no win or lose…… only completion. Revenge powered my … Continue reading A Past Life….

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Losing The Way…

Steve Rowe

Photo by Ann Rowe What does ‘culture’ do? A baby sits and stands true, They walk from the middle, The world plays with them; They are not separate from all around; They smile easily; Until they learn their name. Others tell them who they are, What they are like, What they should be like; School indoctrinates them as political slaves; Who they really are starts to fade, As a false identity is assumed. Who are you? I am my name, My job is, My car is, my hobbies are; I am confused. Who is he? His name is, His job … Continue reading Losing The Way…

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Snatching Defeat From The Jaws Of Victory…

Steve Rowe

There are people you can lock in a dark room on their own and they will come out a Master, Some people obtain mastery despite their Instructor, Some make it because of their Instructor, Some will never make it with the best instructors in the World as long as they have a hole in their bum. You can nag and push students, Get them to make notes, Give them notes, mnemonics and lists, Home training programmes and intensive private lessons. Some want to learn, some are lazy, Some have unfocussed minds, Many are arrogant, But most will never make those … Continue reading Snatching Defeat From The Jaws Of Victory…

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I’m Only Visiting….

Steve Rowe

It’s okay I’m just visiting, Don’t make any permanent arrangements, I’m not staying. Just thought I’d pop by to see how you’re all doing. I’ll be gone soon enough, We don’t stay in human form long, 3 score years and 10 is average, Just long enough to meet a few challenges and grow. Then I’m off to bigger things. It’d be a mistake to think it was permanent, To think that I ever ‘owned’ anything, Or to try and make it my home. My home is much bigger, It’s where I take refuge, I’m safe at home, Because it’s permanent. … Continue reading I’m Only Visiting….