I’m not happyOr unhappyIm not violentOr peacefulI’m not thisOr that One inevitably balances the otherAnd opens a portalTo the infiniteThe immortalThe unborn I think therefore I amIs reallyI am therefore I think To be or not to beIs reallyI’m bothOr neither It actually doesn’t matter I’m not a human beingFor the time beingI’m being human. By Steve Rowe Continue reading The Middle Path
Earth Is A Prison! You die into your meat carcass to serve your sentence of unavoidable suffering,And are born out of it on your release. Gradually rotting, consumed with desire to want or not want things.You can serve your sentence badly by hurting yourself and others with your wants. By believing the indoctrination of the prison cult,Or you can see it for what it really is,You rehabilitate yourself by accepting the sentence,Understand that it’s the carcass that has all these desires. Not suffering about your suffering,Not being angry about your anger,Not being emotional about your emotions. Remember that you are … Continue reading Earth Is A Prison!
Time passes through us,We’re always in the present,And that is as it is,Wishing it was different,Is trying to be somewhere else,That’s impossible. If someone’s not there,If something’s not there,It’s not meant to be,Wishing they were,Is just stabbing yourself.Engage fully in the present,Exactly as it is. Continue reading Don’t Stab Yourself
Waiting For God I feel you looking out of my eyes,Listening through my ears,Tasting with my tongue,Smelling through my nose. But this vehicle won’t pass another MOT,The joints are rusty,Tissue is infected,It can barely run,It’s about ready for the knackers fire. It was elegant,A pleasure to drive,Would accelerate rapidly,Stop and turn on a sixpence,A reminder of classic times. Your consciousness permeates every cell,Always aware and alive,Observing yourself,When the body transmutes,The shape changes But consciousness is immortal. Continue reading Waiting For God
When you’re young you’re taught to have ‘greedy eyes’, to want more than you need.As you age, if you develop right view, you start to realise only what you need.Slowly you get rid of and let go of everything you don’t need.From material things, to people, to emotions.You stop looking back, you stop looking forward.You stop being greedy.You keep letting go, you stop wanting until time stands still.Instead of trying to grab and conquer life, you let it come to you.Until it doesn’t, and you loosen the last part. Continue reading Greedy Eyes
There’s a time for everything.Be sensitive to it.It’s not what you want.It’s what is.Push at the wrong time, you fail.Rest at the wrong time you fail.When young, you have more than you need.When old, less needs to be more.Eventually you must learn to let go.Then let go of letting go.Until there is nothing left.Only then you can die in peace. Continue reading There’s A Time…
Sometimes you have to dig deep, like REALLY deep.Trying to stop the body going into shock with pain.Reducing one day at a time to one breath at a time.Controlling the adrenaline from fear.When you want to run or curl up, facing it as a warrior.When you feel so angry you want to burn your world down.Controlling reckless rage and the desire to kill or maim.When I see advice from those that have never been there, I almost wish it on them.Because until you’ve REALLY been there, you can never know.Trash your ‘feel good’ memes, your fake rose tinted spectacles, and … Continue reading Digging Deep…
I’m a man’s man. We don’t show pain.Not physical, emotional or mental.We don’t accept help of any kind.We’d rather die than ask. We aren’t afraid of getting hurt in a fight.We are afraid of being beaten.We don’t read instructions or maps.We’d rather die than not be the breadwinner. All emotion is sucked inward.It comes out as silence or rage.You can’t make us talk about them.You can’t make us express them. We just don’t have the capacity.We’re a dying breed.Often through passive suicide.Because we also don’t go to the doctor.Better to die early before we need assistance.Or get frail, or useless. … Continue reading I’m A Man’s Man
What am I asked infinity?The question started a spiral…As infinity swirled a conscious universe was born,Suspending and permeating everything in it.This consciousness was called ‘space’ and would remain unnoticed by everything within.Movement created time and change,Each creation naturally bought about its opposite;This pairing was a form of identification and recognition,One could only be experienced by its opposite.Through evolution, self consciousness arose;Allowing infinity to experience itself through the theatre of opposites. This theatre caused the suffering of desire and rejection,Until one self noticed a doorway,A portal back to the infinite,An awareness that space was conscious.Whenever opposites were balanced ,The portal appeared;A … Continue reading The Creation Of The Universe
Tribal Chief To Beggar… I used to be the leader of the tribe.I was the protector, the strongest,And everyone followed my example.I wore my scars with pride and my powerful spirit carried my body with ease.I was intolerant of the weak, convinced that everyone could and should exceed their personal barriers.If I could, they should. Time bought me to my knees.I realised that some battles can’t be won,As my body deteriorated bit by bit,Accidents, sickness, wear and tear and cellular breakdown took their toll.Until I could no longer lead,My spirit became a prisoner in my body,I needed other people to … Continue reading Tribal Chief To Beggar
