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8 x 8 = 64

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When i was a child, i was the scissors, the paste, the glue, and the papers.  

We were instructed to (each one of us) cut out a small paper kite and attach it to a big pegboard on the schoolroom wall.                                                                                                                                The teacher stated that whoever learned their multiplication tables to a certain                                                                                                                                                                 level would be allowed to raise their kite higher to a corresponding level.                                                                                                                                                                              I cut my kite into a grotesque shape.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     Our teacher asked me why (while i was good at art) i made my kite so distorted                                                                                                                                                           and “out of shape.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         I told her that i did not want to have a nice kite that would appear to soar higher                                                                                                                                             than the kites of all of my friends.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I refused to learn the multiplication tables.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I remember, at that young age, thinking that my teacher was very crude and                                                                                                                                                         unrefined for asking us to compete in such a way against each other.                                                                                                                                                                                   After a couple of weeks, the teacher allowed me to learn the multiplication tables                                                                                                                                                       without having to place my kite on the bulletin board.                                                                                                                                                                                                           Years later, as a young adult, i visited (and worked for 6 wonderful months) in Perth,                                                                                                                                                   Ontario, at a magical place called “Family Pastimes.”                                                                                                                                                                                                                 They, at Family Pastimes, are caring vegetarians who make and sell cooperative (non-competitive) games.                                                                                                         Play together, not against each other.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     When i was a child, i was the ringing of the school bell, the giggling of boys and                                                                                                                                                                 girls, and the accordion-like, crushed paper coverings for plastic straws.

[Familypastimes.com]

64 flower stigmas, more or less. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

64 flower stigmas, more or less. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

64 flower stigmas, more or less. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

64 flower stigmas, more or less. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

 

 

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Many of us value rather cadaverous things…

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Many of us value rather cadaverous things.  So many value fancy possessions and excessively large houses that they are fond of showing off to others.   It is likely, however, that the intrinsic intelligence of the vast universe doesn’t give a rat’s behind about fancy possessions and elaborate, ostentatious houses.  Real value is in what is free… like integrity, compassion, and pristine, uncorrupt perception.  However, so many of us were miseducated to neglect those “deep and profound” things and, instead, were taught to chase after rather superficial things that must be “earned and acquired over time.”  (They are valuable-garbage-things; in other words, they are “valuable,” but they are — if you are of deep perception — essentially worthless garbage.)  Aspects of the real beauty of integrity, compassion, and uncorrupt perception are that they are beyond the greedy clutches of grasping and “earning” and so are (in a big way) beyond time.  Most people chase after the contrived, superficial shadows while failing to see the true value in what is timeless and alive.  They are caught — while the real jewels of life elude them — in showing off their dead, shadowy treasures to each other… trying to impress.   

Before i retired, i had, as one of my students, who — though having mental retardation and though being severely multiply handicapped, including being blind and having paraplegia — had a great sense of humor and a very caring disposition.  He never displayed any hatred or malice toward anyone.  He often stated, “I love everyone.”  He never displayed any pretentious behavior; he never — though handicapped, he was more gifted than most of the other students — flaunted his abilities, and he never wanted much, but he was always happy, always joyful and caring.  He would always joke around a lot — he was a great member of our Royal Order of the Moose Club (similar to the Royal Order of Racoons on the Honeymooners show) — and he would often laugh and be zestfully living. He recently passed away.  I spoke at his funeral service to those who attended.  Many attended… because he was so genuine and pure.  He was my teacher (in a big way too); i learned a lot (about goodness and about value) from him.

Miseducation magnifies false values, portraying them to be precious.  It also often overemphasizes competition rather than joyful cooperation.  Real education goes beyond false values and transcends separation, vanity, conflict, pride, imitation, racism, hatred, competition, environmental indifference, and fractional perception.  

 

[Note:  Many years ago, when i was young, i visited, worked at, and spent a lot of time (6 months) at Family Pastimes in Ontario, Canada.  The people there live in a marvelous, very beautiful rural area (with wild bear and beavers), are vegetarians, and they make and sell cooperative (non-competitive) games.  They have been making and selling exclusively cooperative games for over 40 years.  Check out their website sometime; you will be glad you did!  www.familypastimes.com]

Spicebush Swallowtail (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spicebush Swallowtail (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spicebush Swallowtail (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spicebush Swallowtail (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Upon this earth a here transpired…

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Upon this earth a here transpired

between all rabbits and everything inspired

 

Miraculous rambling after the tidings of dawn

beyond bourgeois commercials that boringly yawn

 

You’re not the world around you,you’ve learned assuredly

but seeing yourself apart perverts so luridly

 

To blossom past superficial darkness quite superb and transcendent

not the separative space of a shadowy pretendant

Part of the blossoming. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Part of the blossoming. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Part of the blossoming. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Part of the blossoming. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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We can blossom psychologically…

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Please don’t go through life merely sullied with the ideas, beliefs, and opinions of others (including what you may think mine might be).  Wash yourself clean of all the ideological debris and perspectives of others.  Otherwise, you may go through life contaminated, and the contaminated and mentally tarnished cannot see clearly (without distortion).  Most see with (and “as”) distortion, which may not really be seeing at all.

Some will agree with the aforementioned statements; then they will inevitably go on adhering to the patterns and edicts of others.  To perceive without contamination is an arduous thing; it may go way deeper than most of us (incorrectly) assume.  For instance, many of us assume that there is a central regulator or “I” (i.e., “me”) that is in “control” over our “internally possessed thoughts” and “internally acquired feelings.”  Few deeply and effortlessly realize that the “I” itself (along with concomitant feelings of “having” control) are (in themselves) no different than the other accumulated thoughts and feelings.   This “I” is often seen as separate from the so-called “other” psychological images observed; it is habitually viewed as being “in charge”; few (including many psychiatrists/psychologists) consider that the “I” is itself another one of the thoughts in a conditioned series.   Can one conditioned thought (psychologically separated… and projected as being different) truly be in control of the other conditioned thoughts?   Many of us consciously, or unconsciously, accept separation and conflict (as the internal norm)… and we inevitably exude this out into society (which ends up in conflict and disorder).  We can be better than the norm.  We can blossom with (and “as”) real understanding, real intelligence.

Cone Flower in the process of blossoming (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Cone Flower in the process of blossoming (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Cone Flower in the process of blossoming (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Cone Flower in the process of blossoming (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Butterfly Poesy…

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What is oneself?

          Is one a vibrant, compassionate movement involving wholeness and integrity?

Or is one a fractional collage of mundane symbols,

          stale ideas, and bourgeois reactions?

 

Is one a radiant, superb dynamic that exists as freshness and real change?…

          Or is one a secondhand repeater of stagnant thoughts

and antiquated ideas?

 

Is one free like a splendid, magnificent butterfly?…

          Or is one a jaded prisoner of static miseducation

and barbaric, indoctrinated values?

 

The listless chrysalis always bursts into gliding

           if it leaves the secure confinement

of its own limited space.

Female Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Female Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Female Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Female Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Beyond being bourgeois…

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Love is not of limitation.  It is endless; as such it goes beyond the rather false boundaries concocted by man.  Too many of us exist — not wholly, not globally —  in fractional modes that inevitably contribute to friction, conflict, war and separation in the world.  Too many of us cling to separative religions, governmental groups, isolated (fictional, man-made) regions, and old, polluting routines and addictions (which we merely accept).  These things are an extension of our inner fractional and disjointed psychology.  Too many of us think that there is a separate center that is internally apart from what is perceived.  (A so-called separate center inevitably projects selfishness; it is folly and it is deception.)  Too many of us were miseducated and we apperceive and function through (and “as”) this separative miseducation.  This can change.  The world can become whole, safe, and clean.  For that to happen, each of us is responsible for getting the mind whole, safe, and clean.  Clean means unpolluted.

 

Damsel in distress (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Damsel in distress (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Damsel in distress (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Damsel in distress (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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So many… dwelling in the past…

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A brain that is constantly and habitually churning along as symbolic thoughts and recalled patterns — as most brains, unfortunately, are — is a brain that may be (within its own superficial and limited framework) satisfied and content.  However, such a brain is always (in one form or another) an extension from (and “as”) the absorbed and learned past; being from the past, it always has (and is constituted of) elements of what is inherently old.  Be that constantly — if you wish — but be aware of the possibility that the past is usually rather stale, second-hand, and musty; it is not the fresh, new, spontaneous, living now.

The patterns of the past can help us, at times, to avoid danger and to get food, clothing, shelter (and health) in ways that are easier and proven to be fruitful.  However, to carry patterns of the past — reacting over and over again — in (and “as”) our minds, unceasingly, may not be prudent or “alive” in the least.  If you are a good (and sane) gardener, you don’t take the hoe into your living room at night and continue hoeing.  Similarly, a mind that uses thoughts (which are symbolic tools) endlessly — as so many foolishly do — is rather absurd.  It is ludicrous to be like a broken record, repeating things over and over (even if it is somewhat rearranged).  Who can profit from merely existing in the past?  No one can, and no one should.  Little wonder why so many get bored and need to go on finding exciting things “out there,” as if true happiness lies outside of oneself.

We can, not merely to get or attain anything, just be quiet — at times throughout the day or night — not needing to robotically (constantly) function as thoughts (all of which are merely symbols).  Then real, joyful, insightful life might actually happen, and not merely some old, stale representations and dead tokens from (and “as”) the past.   There is no legitimate technique or methodology to go beyond these thoughts; any technique or method is an extension of the absorbed patterns and — as such — is essentially fallacious.  

It's OK to be eating our day-lilies! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

It’s OK to be eating our day-lilies! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

It's OK to be eating our day-lilies! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

It’s OK to be eating our day-lilies! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Silence beyond mere thinking…

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When i was very young, in grade school, i — one day, without motive — went into a profound silence beyond thinking and had the insight that doing so was a wholly different, wonderful form of consciousness.  “Form,” in the aforementioned sentence, is rather misleading because going beyond thinking is of no real form or pattern, otherwise it is just standard “thinking.”  Back then i didn’t name this “meditation” or “mindfulness” or anything whatsoever because such words were — at such a young age — foreign to me.  I did have the insight that this is a “very special” way of being; it continued to take place on occasion now and then for a long time.  It was only later, in college, when one began seriously enquiring into the mind and into spirituality, that words for this (as inadequate as they are) began to take place.

Fortunately, when one was in high school, one became interested in hypnosis and self-hypnosis.  I was wise enough to realize the dangers and limitations of self-hypnosis and saw that it tended to constrain and curb the mind, keeping it in a narrow and circumscribed area.  While away at college, when attending yoga meditation events given by people from Asia — who claimed to be gurus offering special mantras — i quickly realized that this (i.e., what they were offering) involved (and was) a subtle form of self-hypnosis, which i did not wish to have anything to do with.   Anything you repeat over and over again to “get spirituality” is not legitimate as far as i am concerned.  Repeating a series of words, no matter how “special” they are claimed to be, is just rather mechanical and is a mesmerizing waste of time.  Even repeating silence, within (and “as”) the mind, to “get spirituality,” is also likely a big waste of time.  Grasping and effort never lead to true spirituality.  It is like trying to catch the wind.

Thoughts are always symbolic, always fractional and piecemeal.  The intelligent mind uses thoughts often, efficiently, and prudently.  Thoughts, all thoughts, however, are merely tools.  They are limited patterns and symbols to solve problems and to help one to function well in life.   Merely remaining as the tools, accepting them as the essence of what one is (as so many do), however, would be foolish.  Going beyond these tools, not merely to “get spiritual,” not to “get or attain anything,” may be a sagacious, brilliant way of functioning.  Then silence is silence (not “for” something); it is beautifully what it is without ulterior motives or aspirations.  Then one does not fabricate mere outer or inner symbols into what one calls “spiritual”; deception is unlikely for a mind of true insight, true silence.  Thoughts, for so many of us, are like habitual repetitions… not, in actuality, so very different from what self-hypnosis entails.   The wise mind goes beyond this circumscribed (hemmed in) state of unbeing.   

Ready to launch (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Ready to launch (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Ready to launch (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Ready to launch (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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On atheism and beyond…

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If you play the lotto, here in one of the U.S. areas, for around (approximately) 500 times — on 500 separate occasions, or so — and do not win… you need not automatically assume that the prize money doesn’t exist (and never existed for anyone, ever).  It is easy to come to conclusions about things without ever having had deeply explored, without ever having seriously enquired.  One might ask, “Well, why doesn’t God, if he exists, help us more… reveal himself to us more?”  Of course, the aforementioned question is full of loaded, anthropomorphic assumptions.  The natural world is natural because it is not interfered with much; if it was frequently interfered with, it would cease to be natural.  Period.  The sacred, however, may be what blossoms naturally if one is serious and if perception beyond the distorted occurs.   Perhaps the sacred does indirectly reveal itself (somewhat), naturally, through (and “as”) the movements the wise.  Perhaps the sacred directly reveals itself to those few who are truly wise.   It does not reveal itself by way of  mere reactions of the conditioned and indoctrinated.  (Many — filled with self-delusion — may think that they are wise and may try propagandizing or selling their version of the sacred to others, but what they are distributing or selling is almost inevitably some form of conditioning, symbols, and methodology that they have absorbed from others.)  What is truly sacred cannot merely be directly told or shared in words or writing; it may visit one, and (as was suggested) one may be directly aware of it as it is visiting, but that awareness cannot merely be shared (adequately) in writing or through mere symbolic words.  The sacred is too vast and immeasurable to merely be fully shared via limited words and symbols.  The sacred, in actuality, may be of tremendous order and integrity; merely projecting images or conclusions about it from a field that consists of conditioning and disorder may have very little value.  It is never what can merely be possessed or held.  Real love is like that.  It is a passion that is like a beautiful spring rain and it dries up if one merely tries to pigeonhole it, propagandize it, or use if for the self alone.  

Conjecture has no place here; you either discover something or intelligently investigate (without forming an opinion)… or (as so many do) you “believe that God exists” or “do not believe that God exists.”  Belief and disbelief are — despite the protests of many — fundamentally the same thing; with both, opinions, conclusions, and symbolic thinking are involved.  Formation of an opinion on incomplete evidence is naive and constrained.  Direct, untainted, intelligent observation is another matter, and there are (fortunately) ways to test whether it was indeed legitimate or merely fallacious.   Most of us are symbols, measurements, and images about energy; very few of us were ever in communion with the actual, unadulterated, limitless, timeless, immeasurable energy… pure, orderly, and pristine, pouring through one’s empty vessel.   That energy has its own intrinsic intelligence beyond the superficial limitations and boundaries of time.  

Exploring. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Exploring. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Iris…

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Once

                                         simply minerals and water

Now

                                                 minerals and water cooperating with

a different twist,different tingly,energetic

                                                          sensation

that miraculously ebbs and flows like the

                                                                       purple sea

beautiful sea

Purple Iris (1).  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Purple Iris (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Purple Iris (2).  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Purple Iris (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Real Mystery…

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The mystery behind all of life cannot be discovered by the mundane known, by the ordinary and measurable.  The accumulation of knowledge, no matter how seemingly vast, is always limited, always partial.  Most of our minds were conditioned to discover by way of measuring (e.g., recognizing) with (and from) knowledge.  The timeless, the immeasurable, however, cannot merely be discovered via measurement in mere time.  Most of us were trained to look and to exist using only certain modes…. and we remain in (and “as”) what those modes are.  The limited, no matter how hard it tries, cannot ever penetrate the unlimited.  (Even the best scientists and physicists are in the dark about so very much.)

To understand real mystery, the mind must, itself, become the majestic mysterious.  That means leaving the known, the accumulated, and putting them aside.  Very few are willing to do that.  Consciously, or unconsciously, they still (in one form or another) cling to the known.  They continue to measure, to endlessly use symbols,  to separate, and follow methodologies.

Even in quantum mechanics, the moment something is measured, the wave-function collapses and mere limitation and locality ensues.  We can blend with the whole when we stop being what reacts and measures as we were programmed to.  Too many of us function as mere points in locality… which is limited, barbaric, selfish, fragmentary, and which negates real compassion and deep understanding.

Honey Bee Feeding. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Honey Bee Feeding. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Sharing us…

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cryingplayinggigglinglearning         

                        swimmingskippingjumpingfinding

kickingwhistlingdancingscreaming

                        laughingspittingdrinkingcaring

dreaminghelpinghatingdriving

                        huggingsleepingrockingsharing

walkingsmilinglisteningswearing

                        steeringrunningwonderingcomparing

readinglovinghidingglaring

                        writingseeingsufferingwearing

exploringwishingeatingbathing

                        blossomingkissingunderstandingdying

Purple Veronica (1) . Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Purple Veronica (1) . Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

                        

Purple Veronica (2) . Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Purple Veronica (2) . Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

   

 

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Regarding doubt…

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Many religious organizations do not want you to have doubt.  They want you to be firmly fixed in what they furnish.  What they furnish is fixed and they don’t want you to waver from it.  Propagandists do not want you to waver from rigid frameworks.  Many of us were taught not to doubt.  We were instructed, directly or indirectly, to adhere to set patterns without question.  We were taught that that is what keeps us safe and secure.

Doubt — wonderful, dynamic, alive doubt — is not rigid like a dead rock.  It involves a living, enquiring mind that intelligently perceives without merely clinging to the apron-strings of past patterns.  If you are of a wisdom that intelligently doubts, then you might not be safe and might not be properly valued by others (in their set groups and ways); they might despise you or even hate you.  Depth cannot be discovered by clinging to the superficial.  The dry, rigid rocks and shallows might appear to be safe, but they are not where the electric, profound, alive secrets dwell.  Many look at things through what they accepted, which may not really be looking much at all.  When you look only with (and from) what you’ve been taught, you may not be perceiving much at all; it may then be others’ reactions of the past… that is looking… not you.

To a young person, one would say that it is prudent to question things wisely and intelligently.  Don’t, within reason, accept what anyone says is true; find out for yourself.  In that movement to “find out,” the instrument of the mind must be precise, must not be jaded by others, must not be contaminated by others.  Therefore, understanding the instrument and keeping it pristine and uncontaminated may be of the utmost importance.  Only a dynamic, pure instrument perceives without distortion.  Symbols are second-hand and synthesized; they may have little to do with pure observing in the deepest sense.  Most look through (and “as”) the symbols (e.g., words, patterns, and images) that they accepted and absorbed from others.  The symbol is never the actuality; it is a second-hand post-impression.

Crab Spider with Fly in Rose Flower.  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Crab Spider with Fly in Rose Flower. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Understanding is not a possession…

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When laziness happens, laziness is not what you have…

          laziness is what you are.

When indifference happens, indifference is not what you have…

          indifference is what you are.

When anger happens, anger is not what you have…

          anger is what you are.

When distortion looks…

          distortion is what is seen.

When fear happens, fear is not what you have…

          fear is what you are.

When compassion happens, compassion is not what you have…

          compassion is what you are.

When understanding happens, understanding is not what you have…

          understanding is what you are.

When recognition happens, recognition is not what you have…

          recognition is what you are.

When wisdom happens, wisdom is not what you have…

          wisdom is what you are.

Bellis Perennial. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bellis Perennial. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bellis Perennial... Through the Looking Glass Version.  (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bellis Perennial… Through the Looking Glass Version. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Fears (and how we deal with them)…

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The moment that a psychological  fear — not necessarily threatening physical harm — occurs, simply be the fear, without merely looking at it with (and “from”) separation.  Do not (as you learned from the past) merely try to avoid it, or rationalize it, analyze it, judge it, condemn it, or wish it was not happening.  Simply be what it is without some (supposed) center looking at it from a (supposed) distance.  If a legitimate relationship occurs with a fear, then the mind has much more clarity and energy to perceive with (and “as”) order and integrity.  Most people have tension with their fears, involving conflict, friction, and avoidance; they look at “their” fears with images of distance and separation; many feel the more distance and separation… the better.  Fear is only really diminished and solved when it is understood in a precise, legitimate relationship… not when there is needless friction, separation, strife, struggling, tug-of-war tension, and piecemeal analysis of fear.  Analysis of fear involves — and is — time.  A precise relationship with fear is not something that requires time or uncovering.  If there is a precise, legitimate relationship (i.e., intelligent relationship) with fear there may be no need for time and duration (which is what analysis is) to better understand it (i.e., fear) in the future.  If the future’s perspective (even with loads and loads of analysis having occurred) on fear still involves separation and conflict (as it does when the analyzer is supposedly different from the analyzed), it will not have understood fear to any profound degree; there is no more ideal moment to delve into it and understand the depth of it than when it actually takes place.  Analyzing it later involves distance; most people look at fears through (and “as”) distance; such separation is of conflict/friction, and does not deeply flower into profound understanding and immense insight.  Fear requires time for its existence.  Without time, fear is not.  Employing analysis and time to deal with fear may not be the most prudent thing to do.

Roses in the making. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Roses in the making. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Fearlessness

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To be valiant, to be courageous in the deepest sense, may not involve merely following orders as part of some mechanized, calculated structure.  Instead, it involves the deep and profound freedom of standing alone, away from all of the contrived patterns of others, away from all of the concocted and separative systems promising security.   To truly — not feigningly — go beyond the ego (i.e., the central self or “I”) involves vast courage and penetrating insight from a realm of freedom.  A mere follower cannot — and will not — do it.  Too many of us run and cling to our little structures that we have absorbed and learned from others, without ever standing alone while seeing and thinking about things deeply for ourselves.  It is easy to be told what to do; it is easy to be influenced by commercials, by propaganda, by so-called authorities, by words.  

The mind can go beyond them.  The mind can go beyond the ego and the so-called central controller or central self.  The mind can go beyond what merely clings to one experience after another.  The fearful, afraid mind will not care — among its modes of indifference and of being frightened — to have anything to do with this to any significant extent.   When an experience or when fear occurs, the mind is not merely separate from the experience or from the fear.  Freedom is in neither.  Both are inexorably limited.

Ailanthus. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Ailanthus. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Ailanthus. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Ailanthus. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Pain…

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Most of us avoid and run from pain.  Our habit, as we were taught, is to run from pain and to seek pleasure.  Most of us accept this as the way to react and perform.  Commercials add to this tendency of ours, portraying pain as something horrible to avoid; additionally, they tempt us to go after exotic vacations, possessions, and fancy (though polluting) automobiles.  The relationship that a truly intelligent and wise mind has to pain may be quite different than the relationship that most people have (or do not have) with pain.  As long as it is not too unbearably intense, the intelligent mind may not merely detest it, avoid it, and flee from it.  The intelligent mind doesn’t come to pain with all of the prejudices, judgements, and ingrained reactions that so many face pain with.  Similarly, the intelligent mind doesn’t just approach certain races, ethnic groups, and certain classes of people with (and through) all kinds of preconditioned prejudices and judgements; they are seen simply as they are (without a mere separative viewpoint).  There is much beauty in that; even pain can — and often does — have elements of beauty to it if one looks without mere condemnation.   One can come to terms with pain in an intelligent, harmonious way.

We avoid pain so readily, so quickly, so mechanically.  Avoiding pain goes back eons into our evolutionary past and does have its place.  However, remaining in thought — and the limited (which is what thought is) — as so many of us inevitably do, is (in a big way) a real form of suffering and pain.  It is like a man clinging to shadows and wholeheartedly taking the shadows to be what reality truly is.  It is also like an organism taking a mere tool to be the essence of what it is.  Very many of us cling to concepts, mental images, beliefs, and to our authoritarian leaders (who themselves are as lost as we are).  So many of us have a central authoritarian leader whom we each call “me” or “I.”  Yet this so-called central figure (purporting to be some sort of central authority) is what was conditioned into us (from others with the same syndrome); we continue, day in and day out, to look at the world with separation (yet we think we are healthy).  Distortion isn’t healthy.  Even though it may claim to be fine, it causes suffering and causes havoc in the world (directly or indirectly).  You can’t intelligently come to terms with pain if there is not proper relationship to it and to other aspects of life, both psychologically and physically.  When one is separate from what is experienced or thought, then fear, distortion, and suffering take place.  (Very many think that they are separate from their thoughts, fears, and from others who are suffering.)  When the mind acts without mere dependency upon what others have taught, then physical pain (personally) isn’t always so bad; and then the mind isn’t merely immersed in the pool of psychological suffering that so many accept as normal.  Such a mind transcends (and helps to transcend) suffering.  Such a mind doesn’t mind undergoing a lot of pain and discomfort (and lack of pleasure) in order to help others.  Compassion negates pain (not necessarily in one’s so-called personal self).  If wholeness and integrity aren’t there — they’re not two separate things, by the way — neither is true joy, deep intelligence, and profound bliss.

Feeling Slowly.(1)  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Feeling Slowly.(1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Feeling Slowly (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Feeling Slowly (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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All the world’s a stage…

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“All the world’s a stage,” wrote William Shakespeare in “As You Like It.”  That stage, too, is the mind and the perceptions of (and “as”) the mind.  Whatever characters — as the thoughts and mental images of the mind — that make an appearance on that stage are inevitably what was absorbed from imitating others or from copying and taking mental snapshots of the external world.  How these snapshots were taken and how they become rearranged, recognized, and recalled in (and “as”) consciousness has always involved learned and inherited processes.  Snapshots and thoughts are of a partial, piecemeal, fragmentary nature; they are never the complete essence of that which they try to capture.  The usage of supposed volition regarding the manipulation of these thoughts and images is itself sketchy and quite questionable, since — if truly intelligent observation is taking place — the “I” or supposed center that is allegedly manipulating is likely itself another specimen of the learned (sequential) images or thoughts.  Mentally, whatever appears upon the stage (of consciousness) is fundamentally old and of the past; this is because it comes from stored memory (which is always of the accumulated past).  Most of us are mentally existing as these images and thoughts (brought out and rearranged) from the past.  Most of us are living in the past.  

That stage — of consciousness — can exist (some of the time, anyway) without the components of the past making their appearance upon it.  Then there is no spurious volition; then there are no obtrusions from (and “as”) the past… neither in the form of thought-oriented symbols nor imagined visual (or auditory) snapshots.  Technique and practice have nothing to do with this, as techniques and practices are all extensions of the old, dead past.  Then the stage is not the same-old stage anymore.  

When the stage is truly empty naturally and intelligently, without having willed anything, or thought anything, or practiced anything, then it may be beyond the concocted, the old past, the symbolic, and the partial.  When that takes place, the stage is not of mere experience, partial images, learned symbols, and jaded characters.  You know, a limited little stage, with superficial dimensions, is what anyone can recognize and fill with the old and ordinary.  However, a living, dynamic, whole, uncorrupt, limitless (immeasurable) stage is another thing altogether.  Such a stage (in life) is beyond measurement by the antiquated patterns of the hoarded past.  

The learned image of self (or “me”) creates an intrinsic radius (from a center) and a circumference around itself… with limited space between what is considered the central “me” and that which is observed.  It is this learned image and absorbed space that helps manufacture a stage of limitation.  Such a stage,  with its concocted (or learned) center and a radius and circumference, is full of absorbed demarcations/boundaries.   Compassion can take place when the falsity of that stage is wisely perceived.   Such compassion involves eternity; it goes beyond the many limitations.  If it is not perceived with (and “as”) wholeness and integrity then there will not be much compassion.  There is no wholeness in a limited, false center (thinking that it is the center of the stage); such a center is partial and learned; neither does the limitless (which is not something that can merely be learned) manifest for such a center.

Two Together. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Two Together. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Measuring one’s life with coffee spoons alongside Mr. Eliot…

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Here among the dust suspended is precisely where the story ended)
not that the end and beginning were ever the same
The agitating wings flapped a bird not far above rose leaves
while sequenced words inevitably turned eyes to the right

No superficial questions ever birthed deep answers
The yellow present became the future of past awareness
Ripples followed suddenlywetrocks unflinchingly
as adherents preceded authoritarians obtusely

Honey turned to nectar via six-legged winged creatures
as toilet paper touched crass politicians vehemently
(Elmer’s fun was glue as a child
Itching was scratching and blinking was deer

After the nectar. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

After the nectar. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

After the nectar. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

After the nectar. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

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Regarding boredom…

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Boredom never occurs to the mind that is without a spurious, central regulator that is always dependent upon experience.  If the mind is its own energy it does not always have to depend upon outside patterns of energy to function joyfully.  So many depend on outside influences, outside patterns and forms.  Often they internalize these patterns and forms and merely look with the accumulated remembrances of these.  So many depend on internal influences, internal patterns and forms. However, a mind that often looks without merely accumulating, without merely storing patterns and attributes… may perceive freshly and joyfully without the dead and dusty past.  When the mind is fresh it renews itself from moment to moment, beyond mere accumulation and storing.  Without being dependent upon experiences at all times, it may enjoy experiences, but it often goes beyond them.  Then boredom rarely or never sets in.  If there is no false center to be entertained, then the mind is free of a learned center that was accumulated from others; such a mind may also be free of many other types of accumulated patterns, forms, and images (oftentimes). For instance, when perception of a creature takes place, it need not merely label it and look at it with a sense of separation.  Or if it does label it, there is a “going beyond the label,” and the animal is seen without merely pigeonholing it, categorizing it, and looking at it from a separative stance.   Such a mind is free to be fresh and uncontaminated, without the stale past and stored symbols.  Boredom is not freedom.

Well, I Toad You So! Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Well, I Toad You So! Video by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Shorties (2)…

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Saying you live in the here and now still involves measurement and, as such, is still of time and limitation.

The bucket of the transitory has a hole in it… that is eternally pouring out.

When you are truly deep in the woods, you are not in the woods… the woods are in you.

If we are mostly conditioned, then free will has very little place.  However, we are still responsible for bringing orderly behavior and getting things right.

Deep intelligence, compassion, wisdom, and real love are not four separate things.

We are all like the fingers of a hand… different, yet not really separate.  (This, as was mentioned before in one of my postings, was told to one of the parrots who lives with us… and she said, “You are right!” At least some may understand me, different species or not.)

Veronica. Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

Veronica. Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

 

 

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So many are seeing (and being) the same old things…

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We talk to ourselves internally all of the time; most of us do this most of the time.  Most of us delineate and interpret the phenomena of the world through words and learned images.  Words are the modus operandi by which and through which most of our minds function.  We recognize the world’s phenomena by words, patterns, and images which we have absorbed from others.  We continue to categorize and measure via learned words; we are not separate from what these patterns of words are, though we think (as we were told) that we (from some kind of internal distance) “use” them.   All words are symbolic.

Divinity itself is even promised by others via words.  They tell you to read and believe in a certain book, or system, or series of stories; then, so they say, you will come closer to the divine.  Some will even claim to give you what can reach the divine (by way of repeating certain special words or mantras over and over again).  

It’s all too easy to follow and cling to the words of others (especially when they promise to give you something fantastic, just like so many politicians do).  It is easy because each of us clings to words repetitiously (as a habit) day in and day out.  What isn’t easy — what is arduous and what is rarely done by anyone in this violent, chaotic world of ours — is to understand one’s mind (from moment to moment) throughout the day, without merely being dependent upon symbols, images, separation, judgement, conflict, control, and what was absorbed from others.

Unfurling (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Unfurling (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Unfurling (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Unfurling (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Dogs Rock!

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Dogs are so joyful to frequently hug
Dogs are fun to roll around with on the living room rug
Dogs cherish you in their own little pack
Dogs = oodles of love to give back
Dogs just wish you to be compassionately there
Dogs (if your face is ugly) do not give a care
Dogs each can be just a wonderful friend
Dogs chase their tails to no attainable end

 

[The first photo is of our 14-year-old Shih Tzu, Gabbie.  She just turned 14; yesterday was her birthday!  The second photo is a 12 million-year-old fossil wolf from Eurasia.  Could it be a distant ancestor to the dogs who own us?  Possibly!  (Putting a perspective on time here, recent research reveals that the ancestors of humans and chimpanzees may have begun genetically diverging from one another 13 million years ago; 12 million years ago we were still in the trees, safe from the terrestrial, predatory wolves.) ]

Our dog Gabbie. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Our dog Gabbie. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

12 Million Year Old Fossil Wolf. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

12 Million Year Old Fossil Wolf. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Beyond limited space…

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There is space between what is seen outwardly (i.e., there in the outer environment) and — for most of us — there is space between what is considered the central controller (i.e., the “I”) and the other (controlled) thoughts.  It may be, however, that there is no space between the so-called central controller and the other thoughts whatsoever.  Correct perception would be the thoughts or images of the mind (including the thought of “I”) without the imagined space (of using them at a distance) that most people have (and “are”).  A mind with less self-deception would function more accurately with less friction and conflict than would a mind full of falsities and concocted limited space.  Asserting power and domination (inwardly), when it really isn’t there, may be one of the reasons why people assert power outwardly, trying to dominate over others (or other life forms) while not perceiving their true relationship with them.  True relationship, which often involves real compassion, insight, and holistic seeing, is what negates limited space and superficial domination.  So many of us extend outwardly what we are inwardly.  So many of us take this inward separation, domination, and limited space and (also) utilize it to look outwardly.  Indifference is often what then occurs.   All thought is limited, but thinking that one is something separate from thought (controlling it) from some sort of inward distance… is much more limited.

Instead, we can transcend inner (false) conflict, transcend separation (that really isn’t there if one sees accurately) and go beyond mere domination and isolation.  We can tear down the walls that separate and divide us.  We cannot do that fully, however, unless we go beyond our primitive inner separations and fragmentary ways.  We can do this.  There is something magical and whole beyond limited inner and outer perspectives, beyond mere (absorbed) limited space and conflict.  

Spring flowing. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Spring flowing. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Limited space…

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You need space (don’t you?)  to discover “exciting 
things” out there 
(out there apart from what you are)

There’s only one problem with that
that they didn’t teach you
… which is:
Such space is always limited
and a mind that merely depends
on that limitation
is always limited

A mind that sagaciously goes beyond
such limited space
dies to limitation
and (in such psychological dying)
lives in (and “as”)
a boundless realm
beyond the isolation of
symbolic words, egotistical centers,
habitual cravings, and restricted beliefs

Mostpeople depend on limitation
and are that limitation
And there is nothing perceived
apart from what you are

Limited Space (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Limited Space (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Limited Space (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Limited Space (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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When we think that the “perceiver” is truly separate from “the perceived”…

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“And what the dead had no speech for, when living,
They can tell you, being dead: the communication
Of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.”
— T.S. Eliot

Excerpt from my book, which includes, just as it does within the book, another one of the many poems, by famous poets (who are deceased), that seem to help corroborate what i write about:

 

   When we think that we are different and separate from our environment, we are wrong.  When we think that we are better than those around us, we are wrong.  When we think that we are special and that the others are not so special, we are wrong.  When we think that we are not so special, as the lucky ones are, we are wrong.  When we think that our skin is of the “better color,” we are wrong.  When we think that our country or religious organization is better, we are wrong.  When we think that fear is separate from what thought/thinking is, we are wrong.  When we think that cruel greed and indifferent selfishness can “get away with it” and exist in deep happiness, we are wrong.  When we think that the left arm that harms the right arm can truly be triumphant, we are wrong.  When we laugh at the dog that chases its own tail, yet (we) endlessly seek pleasure from one amusement after another, we are wrong.  When we think that silence, vast space, and quietness are merely barren voids of lifelessness, we are wrong.  When we think that life, sunlight, gravity, and space are all mere coincidences that will never happen again, we are wrong.  When we think that the big can exist without the little, we are wrong.  When we think that left can exist without right, we are wrong.  When we think that the sailor is not the sails, we are wrong.  When we think that the mountain-climber is not the mountain that he conquers, we are wrong.  When we think that the figure skater is not very slick, we are wrong.  When we think that the magician is not an illusion, we are wrong.  When we think that the “perceiver” is truly separate from “the perceived,” we are wrong.

 

from Walt Whitman:

 

     When the script preaches instead of the preacher,
     When the pulpit descends and goes instead of the carver
that carved the supporting desk,
     When I can touch the body of books by night or by day,
and when they touch my body back again,
     When a university course convinces like a slumbering
woman and child convince,
     When the minted gold in the vault smiles like the night-
watchman’s daughter,
     When warrantee deeds loafe in chairs opposite and are my
friendly companions,
     I intend to reach them my hand, and make as much of them
as I do of men and women like you.

Clearly beautiful. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Clearly beautiful. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Beyond a Broken Mind…

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“And what the dead had no speech for, when living,
They can tell you, being dead: the communication
Of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.”  — T.S. Eliot

Excerpt from my book, which includes, just as it does within the book, another one of the many poems, by famous poets (who are deceased), that seem to help corroborate what i write about:

   The “I” that says it sees the “trees” is a manmade, fabricated symbol that is unnecessary; it can be referred to if it represents the whole; however, if reference to it involves positing that the perceiver is something separate from the perceived, then miscalculation and error have taken place.  The patterns that one perceives are the patterns that one is; such patterns compose and constitute consciousness.  Without such patterns, ordinary consciousness is not possible.  If one is supremely intelligent, one can be a mind that does not merely depend on patterns, at all times, in order to healthily function.  Such a mind can function as an immense, quiet stillness that is beyond the mechanizations of patterns and attributes; but even this goes only so far and, to remain healthy, the mind must often look at trees, rivers, and other wonderful, flowing manifestations of the earth.  It must look at them without separation.

   To go beyond the confines of limited patterns, one must first realize that one’s consciousness is not at all separate from the patterns and images that it perceives and functions as.  In other words, if one observes things merely via conflict and miscalculated separations, one is then observing with great error.  Such error often merely sees itself as separate from the patterns and conflict that compose what it is.  If one’s erroneous observations are a millstone around one’s neck, how can such a one have the energy to transcend into a vast, intelligent, placid stillness that is open to the possibility of visitation from the immeasurable benediction of what is truly sacred?  A broken mind, full of separation, would be incapable of moving beyond its dead borders that separate it from everything else.

 

from Wallace Stevens:

 

                  THEORY

 

I am what is around me.

Women understand this.
One is not duchess
A hundred yards from a carriage.

These, then are portraits:
A black vestibule;
A high bed sheltered by curtains.

These are merely instances.

Beeing us. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Beeing us. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Beeing us. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Beeing us. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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The Ubiquitous Chord of Everything…

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The ubiquitous ChordofEverything

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                 n

                     f

                          o

                       l

                 d

                   Ed to play parts of itself in          s

                                                                    e

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                                         a

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Some facets(of the music relayed)turned out to be dancing and whales

 

Also,the ensemble included 

       yew and eye

gliding butterfly beauties and malodorous turds

and the insightful sagacity of existing beyond merely symbolic words

 yew and eye. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

yew and eye. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

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Froggie

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When)you croaked I cried for days

                   (four days)

Then eye saw hop

        splash

                                       jump

                                                                   slurp

moths dis

                                   appearing

(a peering here and there)

and then(Suddenly)                  I kicked the bucket

                                                                                                     Some folks wept

(it is useful for hauling

                             things         like

                             leaves and

                             sticks

and wasted t

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                                   r

                             s

Froggie (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Carrying too much psychological baggage…

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The following are alleged sayings of Jesus from the ancient Gospel of Thomas.  I do not know whether or not they were spoken by the historical Jesus; nor do i know whether or not the translation is accurate or if it has been distorted over time.  One thing i do know, however, is that the Gospel of Thomas is considered by many top biblical scholars to be closer to the historical Christ than are the four synoptic gospels.  Another thing is that it was high priests who arranged to have Jesus slaughtered; and, later, it was the hierarchy of priests who arranged to have everyone that cherished the Gospel of Thomas slaughtered. 

A [person said] to him, “Tell my brothers to divide my father’s possessions with me.”

He said to the person, “Mister, who made me a divider?”

He turned to his disciples and said to them, “I’m not a divider, am I?”

Jesus said, “Whoever has come to know the world has discovered a carcass, and whoever has discovered a carcass, of that person the world is not worthy.”

“Whoever does not hate [father] and mother as I do cannot be my [disciple], and whoever does [not] love [father and] mother as I do cannot be my [disciple]. For my mother […], but my true [mother] gave me life.”

Jesus said, “The [Father’s] kingdom is like a woman who was carrying a [jar] full of meal. While she was walking along [a] distant road, the handle of the jar broke and the meal spilled behind her [along] the road. She didn’t know it; she hadn’t noticed a problem. When she reached her house, she put the jar down and discovered that it was empty.”

 

Truth may be at the top of a very high mountain.  Some of us would like to get a glimpse of it.  There are many who (all too willingly) would give you tools, systems, and methods to get to what they consider truth to be.  Many of us inherit these methods and systems from birth, in the form or various religious beliefs and/or doctrines, practices, methods, and images… or through long lasting familial structures, language structures, political structures, socio-economic outlooks, traditions, etcetera.  Many of us were taught, throughout our childhood years — by very caring parents and relatives — that certain beliefs and traditions are a means toward security and truth; we were taught that certain books or methods were to be accepted without question, because, otherwise, security and truth (for us) would vanish.  (In each country this takes place; they, in other regions, with their separate beliefs, have as much ardent zeal for their doctrines as do those here.) We continue, in life, associating past physical security from relatives, and we extend it to involve — and exist as — supposedly safe ideological securities and beliefs; yet these ideological securities may be what contributes to friction and conflict in the world (involving all kinds of opposing ideologies and beliefs)… which, in reality, is not security whatsoever. 

So… many of us would like to climb to the top of that mountain; yet we are carrying all kinds of baggage from (and “as”) the past.  Secondary thoughts — and all thoughts (all beliefs) are secondary, symbolic reactions — are an impediment regarding receiving direct insight, direct perception.  Baggage, between various groups worldwide, tends to involve inherited, residual reactions which often contribute to conflict and friction between groups.  (This directly or indirectly contributes to wars and world turmoil.)  Pure insight (that is not the contaminated result of others) is pure action; it is not a mere reaction or accumulated baggage encouraging reactions set by previous manipulators.  Reaction tends to dull the mind (with heavy “loaded” burdens) as inseminated procedures (that were largely designed by others to get pre-planned results).  Our perceptions are not separate from what we are… but most of us react as if they are; and we are those reactions, not something separate.  When our accumulated, learned reactions help to separate us (while we cling to them) we cannot communicate globally as one; real intelligence goes beyond the heavy burden of loads of accumulations that directly influences the reactions that cause friction in (and “as”) the world.  However, few really cherish that holistic intelligence thus far.

One will never make to a very high mountain if one is burdened with a lot of unnecessary baggage.  The whole world might be a summit of bliss if we could stop carrying (and clinging to) all of our accumulated baggage and just observe without any prearranged ideologies.  However, most of us do not wish to put aside our baggage.  Most of us are that baggage — not something separate from it carrying it — and we are inherited and absorbed reactions that we refuse to set aside.  Not carrying baggage is not another form of baggage.  Most of us are heavily burdened and so something will remain forever elusive for us.  However, more of us can fundamentally change in a truly light-oriented, profound way.  

Unburdened. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Unburdened. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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The Story of the Recurrent Fingerprints…

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T.P.:  Why are you always putting your fingerprints all over the outside sections of the windows of the house?  Every day I clean them up and every day more fingerprint markings recur.  It is a bit unsettling!  Why do you do that?

Thus spoke Zarathustra:  It occurs to help us to see more clearly, of course, Tom.

T.P.:  How can smudges as fingerprints all over the windows help regarding seeing more clearly?

Thus spoke Zarathustra:  You, of all people, should realize that.  When you were dragged out of the cave, you were not peering through any superficial windows.  It was the clarity of the mind and compassion (without separation) that was important.  

T.P.:  Yes.  I suspect that you used the word “was,” and not “were” in your last spoken sentence because you realize that clarity of mind and compassion are not two separate things.

Thus spoke Zarathustra:   Indeed.  God is dead, in one way or another, as far as most are concerned.  (And most are concerned in a far, or “distant,” symbolic, aloof kind of way.)  Who (or what) dragged you out of the cave?

T.P.:  Whoever, or whatever, it was, (whatever that indefinable energy was), it was a trillion times more alive than I ever was; its universal living and dynamic energy imbued one with immeasurable life while it visited.  It definitely had a most sacred element to it, far beyond what most people merely believe or claim is sacred.

Zarathustra spoke thus:  Did you think you were alive before being dragged out of the cave?

T.P.:  Yes, very much so.

Thus spoke Zarathustra:   What do you think and feel now about people who live in the cave as you did and (still somewhat) do?  Are they really alive?

T.P.:  They, of course, think that they are… but they (really) are not.  One is not, of course, speaking in terms of their outlook or perspectives regarding anything; they are literally not in tune or in contact with the pure, living, unadulterated, majestic energy that exists universally.  They, though they are sometimes quite caring and somewhat perceptive, are like cavernous shadows divorced from any real light.  (And seeing, through shadowlike symbols, with separation and distance, requires time.)

Thus spoke Zarathustra:  When you were visited by that immeasurable energy, you later soon realized the same thing or something similar to what I have been talking about time-wise, on your own, without ever having read anything about me; your reading of (partially evolved) F. Nietzsche and myself (i.e.,Zarathustra) — and those true (overmen) others (who confirmed your insights) — came later.  By the way, the cave dwellers are not really living, but their rather dead images and symbols (that they exist as) are what their God (additionally) consists of, unfortunately; they cling to what is rather unalive (as symbols), and their God is a further obtrusion of these dead (unalive) symbols; so their God is (for them, anyway), unfortunately, essentially dead too.  Ironically, what is really alive… eludes them.  Will you continue to point out significant things to others while in the cave?

T.P.:  Of course!

Thus spoke Zarathustra: That immeasurable energy is truly alive, but you and I (and many others) are only partially alive (and barely that).  It is ironic that many of these others say that God is dead!  Anyway, getting back to typical things, these fingerprints will recur whether they are welcomed or not.  Looking out and looking in (as most people seem to think, and mechanically do) all require distance and time.  There is, as has been said, however, a looking that is timeless.   Be perceptive beyond just trying to attain something all the time!  

T.P.: Of course!  You never hinted about going beyond time, like this, before.  It seems that you are realizing that there is a perceiving that is not merely dependent upon time.

 Zarathustra spoke thus:   Well, I (though N. is dead and has only progressed so far) have been reading your postings; they are a lot like annoying fingerprints that keep coming back again and again (if one is at all observant).

Window reflection flower with insect (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Window reflection flower with insect (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Window reflection flower with insect (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Window reflection flower with insect (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Space, time, and conflict…

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As we said last week…those who are psychologically separated from others — and this goes far beyond merely the human species — are also, by the very intrinsic nature of things, separated in time… with the past being separate from the future for them.  Most of us, unfortunately, do not live in a true relationship with others and with phenomena, time included.  For most people, it is space that separates the past (or the present) from the future.  For most people, it is space that separates the ego, the so-called center, from others.  This space divorces one from true and accurate relationship; one cannot be engaged — or married — to truth and accuracy if one is so divorced.  

Space divides people in so many ways.  We are talking about limited space here.  There are separative notions caused by divisive countries, religions, political establishments, cultures, and groups; clinging to these, as so many rigidly do — because of old traditions or being second-hand — contributes directly or indirectly to the conflict, violence, and divisiveness in the world.  A global citizen, because of intelligence and sapient consideration — by not blindly belonging to any “provided ideologies or beliefs” — goes beyond all of these inculcated divisions and separations, and does so fully, not because of some learned and absorbed dogmas, but because he or she has wisely gone beyond mere ideation and reaction.  The absorbed space — taking many forms — that divides people is limiting, is very fragmentary.   Intelligently going beyond belief and dogma is not another belief, is not merely another dogma.  Going beyond primitive, ignorant conditioning is not another form of conditioning. 

Some might say, “Well, I live in the here and now, so I am not merely entrapped by time, conditioning, and cold ambition.”  However, for so many, this “here and now” still involves very limited, confined space.  Many, though they think they are in the here and now, still look at things from and with a concept of a learned center; there is space between this center and the perceptions that thought thinks “it has”.  That center, or supposedly separate “I,” is still a learned image; it remains of (and from) the old; it is still — like so many inherited or absorbed beliefs — an extension of the past (which is not, really, the here and now at all).  Direct, uncontaminated perception — not mere absorbed concepts and images — goes beyond all this; it is this direct perception that may be the only true religious mind.  Absorbed concepts and stuffy, learned images may feel that they are spiritual; but true spirituality is what goes beyond secondhandedness, the dead absorbed past, and absorbed beliefs and images that contribute to friction and conflict in the world (as well as to distorted perception).

To perceive very intelligently, the mind must look without bias, without preconceptions, without rigid, implanted patterns.  A truly intelligent mind perceives directly, without the screen and false power of outside authority, without beliefs, without implanted values.  Beliefs and implanted values warp perception and cause the mind to accept (and cling to) erroneous things.  When one says that one “has” beliefs, one’s consciousness consists of (and actually “is”) those beliefs; and when such beliefs look, they see what they were taught or programmed to see… which is biased and “loaded.”  True spirituality may be perceiving without mere distortion, without a (limit-causing) space between absorbed images (including the image of “me”) and the perceptions.  Most people do not care to operate as wise action far beyond the distortion that ingrained reactions manifest as.  There are better things to be than bias, distortion, contributing factors toward world conflict, blind acceptance, symbolic ideas, rigid reactions, and limited space.

Living in a rotten environment. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Living in a rotten environment. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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A Poetic Snapshot of ourselves…

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The steering wheel of the car turned to the left,
then to the right
Then various forms of scenery continued to stream by
Later, the brake pedal was depressed (not that
the mind was)
and slowing down ensued
The car door opened; the camera’s 
parameters were adjusted; the lens
cover came off and 
shots were taken
A little bit of the beauty was (in a 
superficial kind of way) captured; but
most of the majestic beauty was
left behind
The true beauty of Nature has not been, and never will be,
merely captured in a superficial photograph; it has not been,
nor will it ever be, captured in
a mere symbolic description consisting of words (which
merely are learned symbols)
The lens cap was put back in place;
the car door opened; then again, various forms
of scenery continued to stream by
The steering wheel turned to the right,
then to the left
The car door again opened
The front door of the house unlocked and
the computer turned on
We, who take photos with fancy,
modern inventions, need to be more humble
We don’t really capture Nature, though in a way, we
try to, (which is good and wonderful sharing in its own way;
but we can do better), and we shouldn’t take too much credit

for conveying Nature when 
so many of our fossil fuels and fancy machines are 
destroying Nature
We would do well to be more
environmentally active besides being 
photo-reactive
Nature is beautiful
Again, we don’t really ever capture Mother Nature
with our little metallic, glass, and plastic machines; nor do
we really capture Mother Nature with the symbolic thoughts that we are

We need to be better environmentalists
Then, just maybe, Mother Nature will truly capture
us

A close friend. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

A close friend. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

A close friend. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

A close friend. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Separation, experience, and time…

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We’ve said this before, and we’ll say it again.  Those who are psychologically separated from others — and this goes far beyond merely the human species — are also, by the very intrinsic nature of things, separated in time… with the past being separate from the future for them.  Additionally, for example,  a mind that thinks that it is separate from the fears that it “has” is divorced from accurate relationship and is married to distortion.  A mind that accepts the distortion of society, with all of its inherited, primitive fragmentation, perceives (and exists “as”) that distortion and fragmentation.

A very wise mind, interestingly enough, by truly transgressing separation and going beyond it (though this sounds rather strange), is capable of going beyond time.  Time, and all of the parameters involved in it and with it, inherently depends upon various degrees of separation and friction.  An immature mind exclusively depends upon time and time’s modus operandi: experience.  Experience is, of course, very necessary and part of integral being.  However, merely being dependent on experience — and all experience is based on separation and movement from the past to the future — is (despite what the so-called normal establishment thinks) not the only way.  A mind that is not adulterated with mere knowledge, mere abstractions, mere piecemeal approaches (and all those standard ways and methods that man has clung to for millennia) may possibly be of the intelligence to go beyond the limitation of all this. 

Trying to deny experience, or employing various methods and practices to go beyond it, is not prudent.  Trying to go beyond mundane experience (by effort and various methods), in order to get some kind of supposed enlightenment or transcendental transformation, is likely the result of some superficial motives involving crude greed and acquisition.  Instead, simply effortlessly be the experiences as they occur; perceive them deeply without mere conflict, fragmentation, desires, judgments, and ulterior motivations interfering.  Then, perhaps, the mind will naturally flower without any selfish motivation, self-imposed direction, or contrived pattern; then, perhaps, it will not merely be molded by (and “as”) the belief systems of others.  (In this natural flowering, experience may evolve and change into something else; but not by merely practicing something to make it happen… not by forcing things to happen via calculation and manipulation.)

Heaven, to people who have been conditioned by others, can be some learned, rather dead, and absorbed abstraction about the future.  (But it is really just the old, rather dead, musty, learned past, as an image or images, projected into what the future may be.)  Symbols (existing exclusively as mental images) — and all thoughts are symbolic — cannot be (or run parallel to) profound living,  cannot be beyond what is caught in the net of time.  (Time and conditioning go hand in hand; time is, by its very nature, conditioned.) To really come upon the timeless, the sacred, the mind cannot merely be full of contaminated, symbolic images implanted by others; to really come upon that vast order, the mind itself must be clear and not tarnished by the hand of others.  Such a mind must be extremely orderly and perceptive beyond being shaped and molded (as so many countless are).  Very few are passionate enough regarding this.

Nectar hunting. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Nectar hunting. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Love is not of limitation…

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Love is not of limitation.  It is endless; as such, it goes beyond the rather false boundaries concocted by man.  In its vastness, love permeates (and includes) all apparent things.  Love dissolves and shatters all boundaries… and then — rather magically and profoundly — so-called separate things are no longer separate (and, hence, are no longer just things).  Being limitless, love goes beyond definitions.  Those who are stuck in (and who merely perceive by) definitions and labels… tend to be oblivious regarding profound love.  A mind that is intelligent enough to go beyond being immersed in (and “as”) mere abstractions, learned separations, and inherited perspectives, may luckily move parallel with that immense movement beyond cold boundaries. 

Up close and personal. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Up close and personal. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Up close and personal. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Up close and personal. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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If perception occurs without distortion…

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Love can be in the air,if perception occurs without distortion,
if looking takes place without a so-called central ego

A center apart can’t have profound love in the heart
if everything is seen via ruptured partition and cold separation

They are not thoughts from a true center;
“I” and “mine” are merely accumulated,learned thoughts

Though often cooperative (within “their own limited,little tribe”),
diminutive ants perceive with much friction and separation…(Must we?)

Not “these” are “my” thoughts,
but… “these thoughts”… “these perceptions”

You did not merely “have” jealous thoughts about something;
jealousy was what you were

Not just: “the beautiful bird flapping its wings”…
The wings are the beautiful bird

Not just: “my ideas”…
The ideas are the consciousness

Not just:  “I saw the tree”
…but: “The perception of the tree was what you were”

Not: “I see and feel the many branches”
…but:  “The many branches are not separate from what one is”

Not:  “I looked into the mirror and admired myself”
… but: 
“Due to some undistorted poetry,the truly intelligent mind can possibly reflect upon what transcends mediocre separation”

Not: “These lines of poetry are presently being read by me”
… but: 
“These words of poetry, as reading presently occurs, are not separate from from what one is”

Not just:  “Now I am going to meditate” (as if conditioning can choose to be the unconditioned… as if the smoke can choose to be the flames)
… but (the realization that):  All thoughts (the “I” included as another thought, which it is) cannot ever decide to become (and then actually become) the freedom and non-limitation that they are not

Not (if you are very wise): “I stopped for oncoming traffic”
… but: “The oncoming traffic stopped”

 Friction upon treeland. Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

Friction upon treeland. Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

 

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Caught within the Camera Eye

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In photography, we want our cameras to be in good condition, with clear lenses that are not sullied with any debris or greasy smears.  If the lens of the camera is opaque or grimy, we take care of it immediately.

What about consciousness?  To be of keen understanding and discerning, holistic perception, the mind must be clear and untainted.  Distortion doesn’t perceive things for what they truly are; therefore, it is prudent to care to observe without twisted or tainted patterns or values.  A clear lens is a simple thing, even with complex, digital photography.  A clear lens is not burdened with a lot of fabricated symbols, onerous images, or profuse patterns; it is simple and pure.  The mind can be like that if it is lucky; but not if it is contaminated with the parameters and limitations that society implanted upon it.  Indeed, our rote structures of rather mechanical and/or separative observation (that we have learned and blindly accepted), including our so-called separative countries, political groups, religions, hypnotic (mat-sitting) techniques erroneously called meditation, and that so-called separate “internal controller, called ‘I’,” are all, whether we like it or not, contributing factors toward limited and contaminated perception.  Most of our mind-lenses are more than cloudy, yet we think we see just fine. 

Only an inner lens untouched by man can be of the purity to transcend distortion.

Black and White. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Black and White. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Black and White. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Black and White. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Neither here nor there…

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“There” has
an element of di(stance) and
sep a ra tion to it.
“Here” has
an element of di(stance) and
sep a ra tion to it.

Neither “here” nor “there,”how(ever),
negates conflict,and
ends what was
taught to us 
(and reinforced for us)
to reabsorb.  

Bottoms up! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bottoms up! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bottoms up! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bottoms up! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Walking the Tightrope of Life…

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Life is very tough for most of us… and, on the tightrope of life, very few are truly balanced.  They lean on their leaders, their authorities, their gurus, their priests, politicians, and systems, and (through such leaning) they never are truly balanced in the true, deep sense (i.e., on their own).  Their dependence is their falling.  Only when one stands alone (with true independence) from the weight of all their symbols and systems, can one truly move in a balanced, light, and free way.  Most of us adamantly and desperately cling to and rely on (i.e., depend on) an image (which is really just another thought) of an “internal central regulator,” or “controller,” or “me.”  This image, however, is merely an “absorbed” thought (poured into us from others).  Though we habitually and tenaciously cling to it as being “central,” and our core,  there is — in reality — nothing truly central about it.  This learned image often nurtures illusory conflict, separation, indifference, and friction (both internally and externally); the mind can function vastly more efficiently without it; clinging to it is another primitive, fragmentary form of  unrefined dependence.  So, many of us have dependencies so ingrained within us we are even oblivious to their existence.  Most of us are heavily burdened with cumbersome dependencies, desires, separative viewpoints, and weighty symbols and labels (that they fabricated us as) which, inevitably, pull us down.  To be truly simple, light, unburdened, full of poise and stability is (these days, as in the past) a very rare thing.  There are those who talk and write a lot, pretending — to themselves and to others — that their systems and ways are balanced, while (in actuality) they are merely rehashing or quoting what was poured into them (furthering the mold that they emerged from and/or accepted).  Why is it that to be deeply, psychologically free and balanced is possible, but — for most humans — it occurs only very rarely?  Undoubtedly, miseducation has a lot to do with it; additionally, most of us were programmed to imitate.   We spend our days repeating what we absorbed from others; most of us are almost constantly mentally repeating absorbed symbols (and we also use these symbols to perceive).  People inevitably get bored with the same old thing — mentally repeating absorbed symbols is, indeed, old — and then (especially these days) drugs become involved.   Do drugs and alcohol (so popular in this day and age) help in regard to being truly balanced?  The answer (unless you are really inebriated and can’t walk the line) is rather obvious.  To be balanced is to exist as equilibrium and harmony.  To psychologically be in true equilibrium and harmony, the mind must understand and transcend ignorance and conflict… and that cannot take place if one merely lives as the absorbed frameworks of separation and symbolism that most people accept (and remain in) as normal.  

On the Tightrope of Life. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

On the Tightrope of Life. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Happy Valentines Day

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A poem on our wall, composed by E. E. Cummings and signed by
E. E. Cummings:

E.E.Cummings Poem Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

E.E.Cummings Poem Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Truth…

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Truth is one of the most important things in life — truth matters — because without it, falsity reigns supreme in the dead mind.  A mind of deception is in (and of) the cadaverous fallacious.  So many separate groups and tribes of this little globe (and of so many similar, numerous globes) claim to bestow the truth to their members.  Profound truth, however, does not belong to any tribe, or group, or leader, and cannot be told.  Truth is too profound to be possessed by the indifferent masses; and the masses are often (externally and internally) in conflict — via their separative countries, borders, religions, leaders of friction, fears and perceptions involving distance from others — which is not truth.  Profound truth exists beyond mere symbols, separations, tribes, and conflict.  It cannot merely be handed over to another like a secondhand pair of pants.  Truth is a beautiful blessing, a living dynamic which cannot be achieved by mere effort (like some kind of dead trophy).  There are no steps to profound truth, for profound truth is not a dead, stagnant thing (like some static point on an inert map).  It comes not to any unmoving (so-called) separate center or internal agency of manipulation.  Truth’s beauty transcends space and time and mere sequential experience as patterns.

 Anemone-like (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Anemone-like (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 Anemone-like (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Anemone-like (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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In terms of truth…

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In terms of truth
everyone thought the world was flat
except (of course) the
wise man
who saw the world was round

In terms of space
everyone thought from separation
except (of course) the
wise man
who perceived that he was sound

In terms of experience
everyone thought they had (and were not actually) the experiences
except (of course) the
wise man
who joyfully went beyond mere experience

In the backyard. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the backyard. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Beyond what was taught by “many others”…

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Often, in the backyard, there “is” the trees, the birds, and animals and no “me.”   The space between things (then) — like the clear parts of a dragonfly’s wings — does not separate them.

 Beyond what was taught. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Beyond what was taught. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Be Careful!…

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later last night or maybe the other
one went walking, and not with your brother
whatever was scene was a part of the seen
then walked along nowhere with nothing between

unseasonable whether, weather you feel it or not
fossil fuels as greenhouseffect gases drive and fly a lot
golfing umpteen politicians sling us to war
making plenty of excuses about what fighting is fore

far from Teflon where sticking doesn’t matter
a happy wren eats oily seeds naturally fatter
an error in writin tis a beutaful ting
avoid Zika fliers early next spring

 

The Zika virus, as you have seen on the local news, is carried by mosquitoes, and is supposed to spread globally.  Pregnant women who are bitten can have children who are micro-cephalic.  I taught, before i retired, multiply handicapped students with mental retardation.  One girl, who i had at one time in my classroom — who was born to a mother who had Dengue Fever as the result of a mosquito bite — had a severe micro-cephalic condition.  When you would touch the top of her very small head, it was like touching a sponge; there was little skull support surrounding the brain.  She had very little awareness of her surroundings.  Be alert to where this virus is spreading.  Please, if it is an area where you live, seriously think about curtailing pregnancy; if you are already pregnant, please stay indoors and use all kinds of precautions.  Both of these viruses cause joint pain in people.  Be very careful!  (If it comes to the area where we live… you won’t be seeing as many nature photos from me.)  Hopefully, this disease will not be nearly as widespread as many scientists are saying.  This year, the Olympics in Rio are where the virus oriented mosquitoes currently exist; here,  and other parts of the world where this is happening, is where people  will be spraying like mad (which isn’t good for the environment, but may curtail much of the spreading, hopefully).  If people would stop vacationing to distant countries, it would help slow the spread and progression of this disease, plus the earth would be better off with less pollution from fossil fuels (which aircraft spew out like mad).  By releasing sulfur dioxide and carbon dioxide higher in the atmosphere, aircraft allow molecules of pollution more time to trap heat, causing havoc for our environment.  These mosquitoes, scientists say, will spread by hiding in jet planes and other aircraft as they move from one country to another.   Sorry if this is a bit frightening… but this is a precarious thing.  One has seen what it can do.

Mosquito Eater. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Mosquito Eater. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

To be avoided. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

To be avoided. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Tweetie Revisited…

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Not long ago, one posted an article about Tweetie Pie, a Yellow Naped Amazon Parrot who lives with us and who seems to have well developed comprehension and language skills.  That previous article mentioned how Dr. Irene Pepperburg’s research on avian psychology suggests that many parrots have the mental understanding of a (human) 5 year old and the verbal capacity of a 2 year old.  We play learning videos and movies all day long for Tweetie and the two other birds who live with her.  They often, by the way, watch full length movies with as much interest and zeal as any human would.  When one walks into their room during a good movie, they don’t even look at what you are doing; and they watch the movie throughout its entire duration.  Anyone who lives with parrots (or dogs or other similar animals too) has the responsibility of exercising their minds and bodies daily.  With parrots, one can daily hold their feet and move them up and down and around repeatedly (so they vigorously flap their wings), so that they get substantial exercise; additionally, toys and fun objects can be given to them to play with often.  Being intelligent, they need a lot of attention and social interaction daily.  Be sure to daily exercise yourself too; many people don’t!

I am retired, and usually home, but earlier this week, Marla and i went to the doctors.  Later, that evening, i said to Tweetie, “What were you thinking about today, Tweetie?”  Tweetie responded with: “About you!”  I then said, “How sweet; thank you, Tweetie!”  Later, while i was preparing the birds’ food next to a large perch that she was on, i said to her, “Do you want a piece of apricot?”  She said, “I do.”  Earlier, when we were at the doctor’s office, one of the nurses we were talking with said that her parents have a parrot that talks with good comprehension.  We sure know what that is about!  Whenever Tweetie talks, it always has relevant meaning; it is not just mimicry.  

I used to be a teacher of students who were multiply handicapped and who had mental retardation.  I know, good and well, that correctly answering a question pertaining to the abstract concept of “thinking” takes a rather high level of cognitive processing.  Lately, over the last few days, one has been talking to Tweetie about simple philosophy and perception “beyond thinking.”  One, of course, has kept things very simple.  When i first told Tweetie that one can look at things without thinking — such that everything is “one thing” — she looked all around carefully as if she got something out of what i said.  A few nights ago, i again talked about philosophical things — you know how it’s in my blood — and suggested looking at everything as not just being separate, but together as one.  I held my hand, with fingers spread, in front of her, and said that each finger was different from the other fingers.  Mentioning that each finger can look and act differently, i wiggled my fingers in different ways.  Then i pointed out that though each finger is different, they are all connected (and not separate), and all are together as one hand.  I said that all of us are like the fingers — all being as one thing.  I said that it is good to go beyond thinking now and then, and to look at everything as if for the first time, without just seeing things as being separate.  As i turned away from her to prepare their food, Tweetie said, “You are right!”  (This was the first time she has ever said that… and we didn’t teach it to her.)  She wasn’t brown-nosing, either; she is brutally honest.  One day, recently, for instance,  i reprimanded one of the other parrots for screaming too loud, and later in the evening, Marla opened the door to the avian room to reprimand me for having their TV on too loud.  I was in their room preparing their food at the time, and said, “Marla, is like an old grouch today.”  Tweetie then said, “You are too!” 

A couple of days after her response to my philosophical talk, i went into their area as they were watching the Muppets on television.  As i was sitting there eating a salad and watching it with them, there was an episode where western ranch hands were riding on top of cows and saying how much they loved the wonderful horses they were riding.  I laughed out loud, and said, “They’re not on horses; they are riding on cows!”  Tweetie said, “You are right!”  She was correct about her judgement of this last (factual) occurrence; whether she was correct regarding what i said philosophically is debatable (though very interesting).  Perhaps intelligent animals are more appreciative of going beyond dead symbols — and of seeing the value of direct perception — than most of us humans.  Tweetie will not likely ever go through profound enlightenment; but, then, neither will the vast majority of humans.  Usually, when i take Tweetie out for her daily exercising, i ask her how she is doing.  Her usual reply is “Pretty good!”  I’ve noticed that on those days that I’ve talked to her about going beyond thinking… she, instead, says, “I don’t know!”  Perfect answer!  People might easily say that i am nuts for talking philosophically to bird brains.  However, i have received more intelligent responses from my avian friends, lately, than i have from local humans in our area.

  

Eye of perception. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Eye of perception. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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That Placeless Place…

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Here is where the matter ends
beyond the tick of space and the edge of time
it’s a nowhere that can’t be bought
in a depth further than the superficial can find

True life is where the past is gone
a placeless place beyond thought’s deprivation
it’s an everywhere that is priceless
in a union beyond a learned separative station

Red Milkweed Borer. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Red Milkweed Borer. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Red Milkweed Borer. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Red Milkweed Borer. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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This Movement

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 True poise, as we have said, includes intelligence, compassion, awareness, humor, balance, and transcending separation and conflict.  Part of the reason that many of us don’t have it has to do with wrong education; or, despite a wrong education, many just don’t care to go beyond the parameters of limitation.

   In previous posts, some time ago, one wrote about the brain as being like two halves of a walnut… and about how certain surgeries splitting these two halves — by severing the corpus callosum — left each half not knowing what the other half was thinking.  So, in actuality, two fields of consciousness were produced from one field, via advanced surgery.  Therefore, times and evidence has changed; yet so many of us continue to cling to the erroneous (primitive) notion of a central “I,” a central “me” or controller.  For a very long time now, one — when thinking — instead of using the term “I,” has been using the words of “this movement.”  Of course, one doesn’t verbally say “this movement,” instead of “I,” when actually talking to others; (things are at a rather unrefined and strangely unpolished level here in the Midwest U.S.A., and the rest of the world, so one just talks to them in the way that they are familiar with.)

   Clinging to the notion of a central “I,” by repeatedly using it, reinforces the perception and feeling of separation.  We were taught to function in (and “as”) this separation throughout our lives; just look at all of the competition and indifference in the world.  This separation includes — and involves — internal and external forms.  “I” am apart from “you.”  If “I” hurt “you,” “I” will not be hurt.  This “I” thinks that it is apart from the fears that “it has.”  This “I” is supposedly apart from the jealousy that it can later “deal with.”  This “I” is supposedly something separate from the unhealthy habits that “it has.”  This “I” is supposedly apart from other organisms; and it is “their” suffering.  This “I” is going to quiet thoughts in order to “get something spectacular out of it.”  This “I” has freedom to do whatever “it” pleases.  

   Instead of thinking “I,” thinking “this movement,” however, doesn’t tend to reinforce the notion of any (so-called) center (that is fictitious anyway) from everyone else.  “This movement” can include — and does include, in a big way — everyone else.  (Therein lies responsibility.)  “This movement” need not be separate from the perceptions that take place, including butterflies and fears.  Fear may not be separate from what “this movement” is; however, thinking there is an “I” that is separate from fear, controlling it or managing it freely, is conflict and utter nonsense.  When “this movement” is used, it negates a lot of energy wasting conflict that inherently goes along with the separative (erroneous, crass) concept of a central “I.”  Eternity, the sacred and the timeless exists, but it has little to do with robotic, fragmentary, illusory, virtual, isolated, central images; that is one of the reasons why “this movement” is sharing this.

Defying gravity. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Defying gravity. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

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Let’s Pretend

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Let’s pretend that thoughts
that are symbols
(and all thoughts are symbols)
are what a central “I” controls

And let’s pretend that this I
(that supposedly controls thoughts)
is not another one of the thoughts
is not another one of the symbols

Let’s wonder what the purpose of this poem is
and let’s think that we are sep
a rate
from the symbols regarding this poem

Let’s pretend that thoughts
that many cling to (and “are”) as superficial habits
have even a fraction of the substantive depth and reality
that genuine heartfelt feelings have 

Let’s listen to the sounds around us now
and also hear the sounds
of thinking and pretending
which are not, of course, really sounds at all

Katy with sound sensing legs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Katy with sound sensing legs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Katy with sound sensing legs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Katy with sound sensing legs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Just Be Ordinary

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Just be ordinary

Just be what they programmed you to be

Just safely fit in and never stand out as being different

Just try to impress a large number of others who are just like you…

who are practically exact clones or copies of what you are

Just continue to perceive like you and everyone else 

were taught to perceive

Just continue to constrain or manage internal fears 

while thinking that they are something separate from what you are

Just try to get ahead and have a wonderful time

impressing yourself while thinking that self is something separate

from animals plants experiences others thoughts and time…

just like everyone else tends to

No Irony Here. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

No Irony Here. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Time soon to Deornamentize the Christmas Tree…

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Time soon to deornament the dressed-up Christmas tree
without anything on it’ll feel blissfully naked and free
until it goes to where we’ll be going if we don’t get the earth right
to a vile world full of garbage and dead debris without any light

If you wish to keep Life forever growing as healthy beautiful pines
join the Sierra Club and send politicians heartfelt environmental lines

Time to take the tree down soon. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Time to take the tree down soon. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015