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Beyond Self Suffering…

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We all suffer.  We suffer physically and psychologically.   None of us escape it.  Here is a little secret about the true nature of suffering:  It is neither just yours nor mine; it is universal.  It is our suffering.  We all share in it… some more than others.  When one of us suffers… we all suffer.

So many of us habitually run from suffering.  We use all kinds of legal and illegal drugs to escape from suffering.  There are plenty of drug-addicted and alcohol addicted people in the world, many of whom insist that they don’t have a problem and can stop whenever they wish to.  Instead of habitually fleeing from suffering, few of us have embraced it without separation, without deep-seated bias and friction.  Of course, if suffering is overwhelmingly intense (physically), then one would naturally not care to embrace it or have much of a relationship with it.  A wise mind, however, may act — and not merely react — to milder forms of suffering in ways unlike what most people do.

Unlike most minds, the wise mind rarely suffers psychologically.  A mind that is wise — due to understanding itself and its contents — is of a vast, immense order.  Such order is a flame that incinerates the chaotic disorder that psychological suffering feeds upon; hence, psychological suffering, for such a mind, dissipates.  Order doesn’t easily manifest as disorder.   A mind that is truly orderly rarely suffers.

Thinking, in human beings, stems from (and involves) problem-solving.  Thinking is a tool.  Many of us continue to think (and entertain thought) even when thinking is no longer necessary.  This strict adherence to thought/thinking is a distorted habit that nourishes all kinds of psychological disorder.  Thinking is largely symbolic and representative; merely existing as one symbol after another (in sequence) is much like substituting symbols and signs for the real thing.  Such substitution rarely leads to lasting joy and pristine revelry; accepting shadows as reality rarely leads to sunlit bliss.  Too many of us were educated wrongly; thinking is only a tool; it need not be the essence of consciousness.  If you have made tools as the essence of your consciousness, you are bound to suffer.

A wise mind can exist beyond the tools, beyond the shadows, beyond mere symbols and abstractions.   Such a mind is beyond suffering (though it has immense empathy); it never needs to take recreational drugs, alcohol, or take antidepressants.  Wisdom begins when psychological suffering ends.

 

Diminutive wildflowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Diminutive wildflowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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When the Observer is the Observed…

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If trees could swim

           and rocks could crawl

           perception would rise

           and feet would fall

 

When ladders climb

           and coffee cups drink

           wisdom would flourish

           as thoughts needn’t think

 

Boats went rowing 

           as plants watered themselves

           books read their contents

           and nestled in shelves 

 

Leaves went hopping

           while photos sat still

           up went down

           and deception went nil

 

 

Toadingly you (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Toadingly you (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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How were we educated?

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How were we educated?  Were we educated about what to think, with things being poured into us to absorb?   Or were we educated to find out for ourselves, to inquire and to investigate beyond what was merely put forward by others?   Were we shaped (for the most part) by preset molds, or were we encouraged to be whole and independent human beings who can intelligently question things, take nothing for granted, and who probe deep beyond the ordinary, unfeeling, and commonplace?

When we were very young, our canvas was blank; they (for the most part) painted it with what they thought should be painted.   What they thought should be painted — of course — was an extension of how their canvas was painted in the past.  So they painted our canvas.   However, they (fundamentally) did not encourage us to be extremely creative painters.   (The painting-like rendition of the ant — down below —  has little or no relevance with what we are actually writing about, by the way.)  Most of us are a product of their painting… and we see the world through (and “as”) the network of that painting.   If that network largely consists of separation, isolating images of self, accepted conflict and fragmentation, acceptance of ordinary values, boredom, and groping for more… can one, in a profoundly significant way, change to a blank canvas and paint a very different picture?   

It may be that the painter is the painted, that the tree and the ant are not merely two separate things, and it may be that we have to unlearn a lot of the baloney that we learned.  Just like the ant and the tree, unlearning and learning may not be two separate things, just like living and dying are not two separate things (though so many of us think they are).   

 

Tree Climbing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tree Climbing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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All Hail the Queen!

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She’s the most regal queen 

         that ever walked the earth

She servants in the hundreds has

         who depend on her for birth

 

Royal jelly fed to her 

         for a weighty amount of time

formed her different from the rest

         and kept her in her prime

 

Bees are Nature’s gift to flowers

         and to blossoming trees

Without them not as much beauty

         dancing in the breeze

 

If their kingdom you would love 

         to honor and reverently bless

consume more organics and in your monarchical yard

         spray chemicals much less

 

 

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[The larger bee — in the center of the top photo, with the gold marking placed on its back — is the Queen.  In the bottom photo, young bee larva can be seen in the comb (that the worker bees have been feeding).  Many thanks to Chad McGinnis for allowing me to photograph; Chad is the beekeeper of these fine bees.]

Queen bee and worker bees (bees of Chad McGinnis) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Bee Larva and Bees. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Beyond Linear Time…

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In the excellent movie “Arrival,” which is now out on DVD, aliens come to earth to help humanity (and themselves).  One thing that they do, for humanity — while behind a thick, glass-like barrier (separating them from the humans) within their spacecraft —  is to reveal, to humans, the erroneousness and primitive nature of linear time.  Most of us, by the way, think and perceive exclusively in terms of linear time.  This movie hit home with me because for many years one was not fooled by the illusion of linear time.  In the movie, there was someone (and there were those) who could see the future as if it was not separate from the present in any way, shape, or form. 

Throughout my childhood,  my siblings and i knew (all too well) what it meant when my mother would say that she “had a feeling” about someone.  It meant that that person was about to pass away within the next few days, even if they were healthy.  We always wondered if she’d “have a feeling” about one of us!  Whatever it was that my mother had must have some form of genetic makeup (or something) because i tend to see things beyond the mere present too.   What i see, fortunately, doesn’t involve death or dying; it entails more ordinary occurrences, for the most part.  This has been going on ever since i was a kid.  Some examples, for instance:   When i was a very young boy, we — my friends and i — would go to the corner store to purchase some snacks, like a bag of potato chips or some Mr. Freezies.  My grandmother never went shopping, never went to that store… but on one particular day as we headed toward the store, with the store far from where we were, i had a strange feeling.  I felt that my grandmother would be in that store when we arrived there, and that i would be a bit embarrassed about running into her there.   When we later arrived at the corner store, she was there; she said something to me, in front of my friends, that made me feel a bit embarrassed.  And more recently, for example:  I would see mental images of our large garage overhanging door (and wonder why i would be having recurrent images about something silly like that)… and later come home to find out that my wife (without consulting me whatsoever) had a new garage door installed.  Or i would have repeated visions about a woman (Sandy F.) who was a direct-care assistant at the school for the handicapped where i worked before i retired.  However, she (Sandy F.) was one of the direct-care assistants in some other teacher’s classroom… not mine.  (I thought: “Why would i be repeatedly having images of her, since she wasn’t even in my classrom?)  A day or so later, i was invited to come to a retirement party for a teacher who was retiring from the school where i used to work; she was the teacher in whose class Sandy F. worked in as a direct-care assistant.   Later, when at the retirement party, the woman who i was seeing visions of was sitting right next to me at the dinner table of the restaurant; then they told me that Sandy F. was going to be taking over the classroom as the new teacher.  I congratulated her (while she had a big smile on her face)!  Just the other day, while still in bed in the morning, i had a vision of being in a vehicle and starting to crash into the side of a big semi truck.  That day, i went shopping… and on the way home — in my car — was stopped at a four-way stop intersection.  It was my turn to go, after a stop, but a big semi truck (perpendicular to my car) came roaring through the intersection without stopping (only very slightly slowing down).  I am more than glad that i wisely hesitated at that intersection! 

There is a lot more (much more, in fact), involving this, that one can tell you about, but i definitely think that it is best left unsaid (and private); it is way more involved than what i have ever told others (including my wife)… way more involved.  There are very deep implications in all this.  Like the movie suggests, we are a very primitive species, though we think that we are highly evolved.  The world isn’t flat; this one is the only real viable one we have; we can’t mindlessly trash this one and fly away to escape to some other pristine sphere.  And finally, in ending this posting, i will refer to Albert Einstein who said, “For those of us who believe in physics, the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.”

 

 

For Your Eyes Only (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

For Your Eyes Only (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Poem of One

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Of course,everything that we ever warmly saw

       was exactly what we were

With this,clocks might disagree

       or limited walls of where

       just as when the frost yawns

       or the tide jumps

       or the winds,in their caprice,

       change their minds about moving

 

Suddenly they shouted

       and their shout was what we were

       and always will be

       as when the sun and flowers

       dance so close that each

       the other is

       or how birds fly in unison

       as one organism

       together but not

       as many

 

Like when the poetic words

       and the reader are

       not two separate things

       when why the she and he

       of love is not

       the cold separatist

       apart from analysis

 

Dancing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Dancing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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White Faced Circus Clown…

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There was a white faced circus clown

           On odd days he would smile

           On even days he would frown

He said he wished more people were odd like him

           with juggling all the whiles

 

There was a white faced circus clown

           who could easily summersault

           He realized that most thought that they were separate

from what they see

           but that it was not their fault 

 

There was a white faced circus clown

           who earned their whistles and cheers

           He helped them leave their troubles behind

though they were not separate

           from their fears

 

There is a little circus clown

           with long orange floppy awkward feet

           and if you ever meet with him

(who you are too)

           you’re in for quite a treat

 

White Faced Circus Clown (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

White Faced Circus Clown (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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The Measureless Mind

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“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”  — T. S. Eliot

 

Most of us are perpetually measuring with the brain.  We, so often, compare ourselves or our possessions with other entities (or what they have).   We measure time, perpetually, as the past, present, and the future.  We endlessly categorize things, label things, analyze things, and recognize things via a series of measurements and sequential paradigms.  And, since the observer is really not so separate from the observed… we are what measurement actually is.  We think that we are somehow separate from this measurement… but we are not.  We are actually what the measurement is.  However, life — real life — is so much more than what mere measurement entails.

Many are very proficient at measuring their monetary achievements; some think of little else.   Many measure their power.   Many measure their day by how much entertainment they experienced.  This entertainment, however, is often merely an escape from their own emptiness, their own limited vacancy.  Recognition (of things), along with their categorization, is a continuity of measurement.  Thinking that you are “in the ‘now'” is a continuity of measurement.  Considering possibilities of what the “future may be” is a continuity of measurement.  Thinking that you are a separate “controller” with power over “other thoughts” is a continuity of measurement.  Trying to be silent (and supposing you are silent) is a continuity of measurement.  Calculating the length of your kitchen countertop is a continuity of measurement. 

Many of us are perpetually measuring.  Is that what life is about?  May it be that there is much more to life than mere measurement?   Is real love measurable?  Is real compassion what can be measured?  Is profound insight the result of mere measurement?  Can wisdom be measured?  

It may be that all measurements, by man, are limited, partial.  We have been indoctrinated to frequently use measurement; we have not been encouraged to consider living (at times) beyond mere measurement.  We will not be an intelligent divergence away from habitual reactions (with their limitations) if we remain exclusively in (and merely “function as”) measurement.  It may be possible to go beyond mere measurement into what may be — all measurements aside — truly unlimited.  Does it take a limited amount of time to get there?  Of course not.

 

Beyond Far (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond Far (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Springing from Youth… (Don’t let it ever happen)…

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These old shoes

           finished with hopscotching

           on colorful sidewalks

           and have put red and blue marbles

           and jump-ropes into cessation

 

These wrinkled hands

           interred their baseball bats and ping pong balls

           deep into the cobwebbed past

           and forgot about sweet kites soaring

           amongst the bluest of skies

 

Old,impaired eyes

           traded the joy of simple flower-filled days

           for the complexity of money

           while they finished with oak trees

           and became buried in paperwork

 

Enjoying the Flowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Enjoying the Flowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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A mind that is endlessly groping is of a certain kind of internal poverty…

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A mind that is not constantly groping may be a deeply profound mind, a sapient mind, not merely a mind that is lazy or unproductive.  Most of us pursue more and more entertaining experiences, more and more sensational things to see or partake in.  It’s our habit.  Once something is experienced, we usually then (eventually) get bored with it to one extent or another, and then want different experiences… further things to experience.  Few of us ever delve into this whole process and examine it deeply.  We were, for the most part, educated to strive for things the way we do, and we take for granted that that is the way everyone functions as.  

Of course, it is healthy and prudent to investigate into things, to have some interesting hobbies and interests to explore.  Few of us, however, perceive the wisdom that involves — in addition to striving and exploring — perceiving beyond mere experiencing and mental-cataloguing.  When he (or she) who is “experiencing” realizes that he (or she) is not really separate from the experiences… then a different kind of intelligence may be functioning.  That lack of separation may also involve, in a very sagacious mind, the cessation of time… (since it takes time to merely continue seeing things via separative psychological processes).  Psychological distance, for so many — such as between an ego and an object — involves psychological time… such as the time it takes to label or mentally categorize (i.e., recognize) an object from a so-called center, the time it takes to crave a certain ability, the time it takes to deal with (or come to terms with) a certain fear, or the time it takes to crave a certain pleasurable experience.   A mind that understands directly, without internally fabricated separation, is beyond these internal, contradictory sequences and, hence, is not merely involved in fragmentary, psychological time.  Ordinary psychological time always involves separative, fragmentary, mental constructs (that often grope, avoid, judge, resist, and pigeonhole).  A wise mind goes beyond these separative elements (internally) and often is beyond mere “reactions” and conditioned responses.  In such a mind, there is not always mere striving for more and more experiences, amusements, or entertainment; such a mind, being beyond mere separation and groping (which take time), may be what real bliss is.  This bliss has nothing to do with achievement, categorization, gain, or recognition.   

For so many, experience is like a carrot hanging by a string, attached to a pole; and the donkey endlessly keeps going after the carrot.  However, the donkey never perceives that the pole is attached to the donkey — that there is no real separation there — and that the donkey and the carrot are not separate whatsoever.  Groping and experience are splendid, at times, but so is not groping and not being a mere puppet to endless experience.  So many of us, though, are so immersed in the habit of experiencing and groping… that we are at a loss for existing as anything else.

Resting (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Resting (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Zilch…

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Diddle and Twiddle each played

          their own fiddle

          and since there were only two of them playing

No one was in the middle

 

They played tactfully(and as Diddle

          ejected a bit of spittal)

          Twiddle nervously giggled and said,

“It seems to be starting to drizzle”

 

Next,Diddle remarked,

          “Please don’t piddle;

the rhyme does have a middle”

 

And then,in his transmittal,Twiddle said,

           “This poem seems to

           have a riddle”

           Then,his third brother,No one,said,

           “I’m just a triple nobody

           stuck here in the middle,

          so please do not belittle”

 

And it’s enlightening to psychologically exist

           as nothing

With that,you need not quibble

 

[Note:   The following are photos of an old dead tree that is adjacent to a large, local hospital.   It is situated within the hospital grounds, right next to where many handicapped parking spots exist.  Almost as if it had been in tune with the comings and goings of the patients, face shapes exist in places where the tree’s bark fell off.  How many “faces” can you see within the tree’s patterns?]

Faces in the wood (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Faces in the wood (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Learned meditation is not meditation…

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Meditation — so-called meditation — is often compartmentalized by people to fit into a certain part of their day or week.  During a specific time, they then practice what they’ve been taught in order to achieve something.  However, the real thing may not be what the two aforementioned sentences shine a light on.  The real thing may occur all day long, even as one is driving a car, walking on a wooded path,  planting flowers, or washing windows.  It may involve watching (without learned separative images or opinions) at the way you talk to others at work, or the way the mind reacts to a hurt creature or mentally sick person.  Then the mind is aware… not according to someone else’s blueprint, not according to someone else’s concocted methodology… but just naturally, completely, effortlessly, without mere past conditioning.   Meditation is extremely simple, but our complex minds are often too “knotted up” to perceive directly without looking through the contaminated screen of past knowledge.  We were brainwashed to perpetually categorize everything, to look with a fabricated space from a learned image (of a supposed central “controller”) at things (via separation).   That separation was traditionally inherited or learned.  Even when there are no problems, we invent problems to solve.   Another thing: we, as so many others, constantly strive to be perpetually entertained.  What if we needn’t always be entertained?  What are so many using entertainment to escape from?  If our inner selves were not so imbued with limitation and stagnation… then maybe we wouldn’t be so disturbed about not being entertained and with facing what we (internally) really are.

Mindfulness, too, has those so-called experts who tell you how to manufacture clever, little tricks in order to keep your mind “mindful.”  However, a mind that merely uses procedures from others (and little tricks) to be aware… is aware as a result of something.  Profound awareness is not a mere result, however, but hypnosis and being a mere automaton certainly is.  The real thing is not what someone can teach you to be, or give you to absorb (or mechanically practice).  Real meditation is measureless and beyond conditioning… and what is measureless and unconditioned cannot merely be learned from another.  The one who truly meditates does not know that he or she is meditating; nor does he or she care to know.  However, in real, whole self-understanding and profound awareness, there is a profundity that negates sorrow, depression, fear, and mechanical mental parroting.  There is real bliss when the mind is aware without being in a mold poured by others.  However, there is no map or set of procedures (called religious or otherwise) that was devised by others that will really get you there.  You have to do the work.  And that work isn’t sitting on one’s behind on a superficial mat for 30 minutes, thinking one has achieved something marvelous.

Pink Veronica. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Are you involved with the Poem of Questions?

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?Are you evaluating this poem

      as it is being read

?Are you wondering what the motive is

      behind the writing of this poem

?Is a good poem a poem that helps

      you to look at yourself without distortion,

      without fragmentation,without preconceived judgments

?Is a question within a poem 

      a good thing to exist as

?Is the mind really separate 

      from the questions that are asked of it

?Is Saturday near,but the living organisms

      (that one looks at)…distant

?Why would a question mark exist

     at the beginning of a written question

?Can real empathy exist when there is 

      distance and separation

?Is intelligence without empathy and compassion

      a superficial kind of intelligence

?Is “More all Day?” a cholesterol-laden,superficial question, 

       or is it a deep question from entities who really care about human beings

?Can one blossom beyond mediocrity

       and staleness

Is one separate from the words 

      of this poem?

 

More All Day? Hooray! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

More All Day? Hooray! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Working in this difficult world…

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Finding decent employment in today’s world is very difficult.  It isn’t easy to get a job, yet alone a very ethical job.  I am elderly (and retired from being a teacher of the multiply handicapped) and it was even tough to get a decent job when i was very young.  I empathize with young people in this day and age.  It will become even more difficult in the near future, with more and more robots doing the work, with more automated machines cranking things out; these automatons will do things efficiently and without needing to get paid.  Many employers, these days, are not treating workers like human beings; they are cutting benefits, not giving them decent retirement plans, and are loading them with extra work.  Miseducation and empty hearts have a lot to do with this.  If you are young, or not so young, do not get depressed over having a difficult time in the job market; it is not your fault.  It is just the way things are now.   

Additionally — let’s face it — the world is getting to be a much more dangerous place.  Scientists have moved the Nuclear Clock closer to midnight, largely due to people in high governmental places wanting to proliferate nuclear weapons even more.  There are all kinds of conflicts between separative countries and religions.  Populations are increasing and not enough is being done to curtail the usage of fossil fuels.   However, with all of what is going on, one can function with stability, goodness, and real care and love for the environment.  There’s a lot of darkness out there — for sure — but one has to be that starlight that is beyond that vast darkness.    

When i was just out of college, i (instead of the regular route) became involved in a rural intentional community.  (Many called them “communes” back then.)  We did everything by consensus, had no leaders, were non-denominational, shared the land, did not allow drugs or nudity, did all kinds of volunteer work in the local community, were largely self-sufficient, grew much of our own food, and cooperated instead of being competitive.   The local (outside) community loved us.   I’m not sure what is out there (similarly) these days, but back then there were some intentional communities that were quite sane, cooperative, down to earth, and oriented toward more reasonable self-sufficiency and being closer to Mother Earth.  This may be an alternative for (some) young people in the future.  A lot of people, though, who were educated to be competitive, have an extremely difficult time when it comes to a very cooperative lifestyle.  

To young people, i would suggest that they question things intelligently, look beyond mere self-gratification, and do things that will really benefit people and nature.  Far too many have been programmed to be greedy, competitive, self-serving, and merely specialists.  Do not merely fall into the rut of merely being a specialist in some limited field.  Care about the whole of life too — or care about it more than anything — and don’t just care about some little section.  You are not a pawn in all of this.  You are the king (and you are the whole board and more).  If they don’t treat you like a king… it is their mistake, not yours.

There is a new movie coming out this week… “A Quiet Passion.”  Try to see it if you can; deep learning is real joy.  Often, a quiet passion is the very best kind.   

 

Not really separate (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not really separate (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Citi-zens of da U.S. of A., are your Taxes in?

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Sweetest little red thing

                     sitting in the trees 

can PeterPan fly whenever he wants to

                     into the breeze

 

Precious tiny life

                     looking all around

needn’t pay taxes

                     wears a feathered crown

 

Beyond the Internal Revenue So-called Service (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the Internal Revenue So-called Service (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Caught in a Cult…

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People who belong to a cult will — as members of the cult — insist that they are there of their own volition, and are not (in any way) being brainwashed.  They will inform you about how secure and happy they are.  The leaders of the cult will inform them about what is what and how things should be done, and they (the leaders) will not (under any circumstances) invite them to question everything and to go beyond the patterns provided.

Society, as it currently exists, is largely like that; it is very “cult-like” in the way it operates.  However, most people do not want to go into that possibility… just like the way cult members do not want you to question their position within the cult.  Whether we care to admit it or not, politics, religion, education, and similar branches of society are very cult-like.  Suggesting, for instance, that the Catholic Church — with its (pointy hat) bishops, with its robed members who claim to be middlemen between you and God, with its symbols, methodical (esoteric) gestures, ringing bells, threats of punishment/eternal damnation, and strict practices/beliefs — is a cult would shock and disturb many people.  However, just because something is immensely popular does not nullify the possibility that it is, indeed, a cult.  So many of us are mesmerized by our orthodox religions, by nationalism, by ingrained educational precepts (that we adhere to without question) that we would even fight or kill for them.  In fact, this is what is largely going on in the world right now — as it has been for many crass generations — this fighting for what they taught us to believe in.  They don’t tell us to intelligently question our patterns, to go beyond our divisive patterns and beliefs and to love without promise for future rewards.

When you accept being a pawn, and have accepted it for many years, it is very disturbing when someone challenges you to transcend beyond being in that rigidity.   Most of us were educated by those whom (themselves) have been produced by (i.e., indoctrinated by) the system.  Some of this education, of course, has value.  However, some of it is extremely deleterious; yet we accept all of it without question.  Most of us were educated about what to think… not how to think.   Most of us were educated to be specialists and to react in certain definite ways, not to be what sees and acts holistically.   Most of us were educated to accept and to believe… not to deeply question.   The end result, of all this, is that most of us are not dynamic, whole individuals but, rather, are brainwashed puppets (who think that we have freedom).

Psychologically, the very way we look at the world has been heavily tainted by others (and by the language that we absorbed); and through that second-hand screen, we look.  Instead of considering that the observer may not be separate at all from the observed, we look — as we were taught to — with separation, division, and symbolic labeling.  Where ingrained separation and division exist, there must be friction.  The world is full of friction and conflict and is far from being an orderly place.  Few of us flower beyond all of the cold, programmed rigidity.  That must change.  

Frozen in Time (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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The Smile and the Frown that were swallowed by a Crocodile…

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An elemental Frown

wore a serendipitous gown

and danced with a Smile all around

 

They flowed through the night–

what a breathtaking sight–

if only there was enough light

 

Eventually,the Frown was kissed by the Smile

It was most definitely worthwhile

until both were swallowed by an enormous crocodile

 

The crocodile swam west

as his gastric juices began to digest

(and inside his stomach muscles)both were depressed

 

The crocodile choked

The two were ejected,soaked

Happily,as they ran away,they were very stoked

 

Though both were together,the Frown disappeared

and a Grin kissed a Smile next to his beard

(while the crocodile hunted,just as we feared)

 

As for the croc,well,he inherited Frown’s prior frustration

as he slowly died of starvation

Now,museum kept,he’s under sterling preservation

 

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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You can’t be one with Everything if you are a greedy, old image…

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Integrity, in the dictionary, means wholeness, soundness.  Wholeness is being complete.  Wholeness is not one fragmentary image involved with thinking that it is related to other fragmentary images.  A fragmentary image that maintains, with a series of ideas and imagery, that it is “one” with other fragmentary images (that it sees out there) is merely deluding itself… and is still reinforcing fragmentation.  Wholeness is absolute.  One definition for absolute, in the dictionary, is “unconditional.”  Though the truly sacred is what cannot ever be thoroughly defined by limited words, it is — nevertheless, for what we must use here to communicate — inherently unconditional.  All words are symbolic and limited, and there is a supreme sacredness beyond all words, beyond all man-made, clever attempts at silence, beyond all the divisive religions that separate man (and lead to war).

Its unconditional beauty is beyond the limited patterns and clockwork paradigms of this universe.  Few are ever visited by it, for it is not what inhabits separation, fear, jealousy, indifference, and falsities.  A practiced or calculated silence designed to “get it” will only manifest false, self-created manifestations, not that profundity. The conditioned — no matter what technique is used, no matter what expert is followed — will never bring about the unconditioned.  Conditioning must end (through uncharted, non-concocted understanding and natural self -awareness), and not “to get something.”  Sitting cross-legged (with your eyes shut) in order to achieve something “special” merely reinforces acquisition and the greed of the self.  If observing takes place naturally, quietly, without always trying to achieve, without learned separation and abstractions, without merely always groping to get… then, perhaps, that sacred, eternal movement may explode through the organism; if not, it simply doesn’t.  One must be indifferent about whether or not it comes; that can only take place if the mind is whole and sound… (and that timelessness, that sacredness need not appear just because the mind is whole and sound).  The ending of conditioning occurs when awareness exists beyond mere acquisition, beyond mere symbolism, beyond limitation, and beyond the mere glorification of a fallacious, psychological center.  The repetitious notion of a controlling center is a misrepresentation, and is a furthering of the conditioning actually taking place; it is an extension of erroneous conditioning.  Few of us realize about the real joy of psychologically dying to an inner psychological center, to inner psychological greed; the image of a central controller (i.e., a central boss that dominates) is a big part of (primitive, inelegant) greed.  Going beyond that is real wisdom and joy.  Such joy is bliss without motive… and it is not a mere result… is not a mere reaction.

Vertical Climbing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Vertical Climbing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Vertical Climbing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Vertical Climbing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Try new Cockroach Milk!

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Hey, even if you’re a vegetarian, what’s a few cockroaches, now and then?

 

Don’t let the ingredients bug you—LuckyVitamin’s new Cockroach Milk is THE next level of nutrition. Insect-sourced nutrients are a huge trend in the health food world. Our Cockroach milk is more protein-dense than any other milk products on the market today and provides a ton of sustainable energy. It’s low-fat, dairy-free, gluten-free, and more eco-friendly than most traditional sources of protein. Millions of people around the world are already reaping the benefits of insect beverages. Try the future of protein for yourself and enjoy a FREE bottle of LuckyBug Cockroach Milk today!

 

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Political Leaders (especially those against green energy) are a sign of Primitive Life on any Planet…

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One wishes that things were much better, such that one could just blog about wildlife and nature’s flowers, but they are not.  The ship of the world, whether we realize it or not, is in a very precarious condition and it, due to indifference, is most definitely sinking; too many of us are walking around as if we are on a luxury cruise.  

 

In ancient Rome, the conniving politicians held the masses in complacency by providing them with plenty of entertainment in the Colosseum; there were many forms of entertainment that involved death.   Now, dancing from the strings of fossil fuel corporations and big industry, most politicians robotically react, and people get big fossil fuel transportation vehicles to have a lot of fun in.  If all fossil fuels ended today, our atmosphere would remain critically polluted for 60 years.   At the Colosseum, there was a lot of indifference among the endless entertainment back then; many of us haven’t changed from that paradigm whatsoever.

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The fusty,old politicians have succeeded,so far,

      at keeping myriads of us(in this particular

galaxy)at bay

 

So many of us sit complacently,hog-tied mentally,

      while hitching a ride with hypocrisy

laughing at jokes along the way

 

Most of us should be pronounced DOA(not

      necessarily down in any hospital,but just

psychologically,upstairs)

 

They divert our minds,consume our integrity,

      and want us to philander with superficiality

as we lower our underwear

 

Old, antiquated, and in control. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Old, antiquated, and in control. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Old, antiquated, and in control. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Old, antiquated, and in control. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Vegetarianism and beyond…

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This post will not try to lure you into being a vegetarian.  I sit and eat comfortably with people who eat meat, and i don’t try to convince them to do otherwise.  I’ve been a vegetarian since 1973.  My reason for vegetarianism is mostly related to a compassion for animals, rather than simply for health reasons.  Currently, i am an Ovo-Lacto vegetarian, though for a few years i was a vegan (not eating any animal oriented products, including milk and eggs).  I do not use much (at all) in the way of dairy products, but do eat eggs fairly often.  Over the years, one has met all kinds of vegetarians and non-vegetarians.  It has been an interesting ride.  Some vegetarians, whom i’ve known or lived with, were simple and non-arrogant about their vegetarianism.  They were simply that way, and they didn’t flaunt it or look down on those who were not like they were.  I was appreciative of the way they were… of their non-judgemental approach.  I’ve also met plenty of vegetarians who were rather arrogant and pretentious about it… looking down on those who did not fit into what they thought was the only correct way to be.

Years ago, i was introduced, by two female vegetarian friends, to a man who was a fruitarian.  He did not eat plants because he thought that plants had feelings.  He was rather pitiful to look at… looking very emaciated and sickly (though he was only in his 20’s).  He claimed that it was “wrong” to even eat bread… since yeast — used to make bread — is closely related to animals.  To me, what he said didn’t carry much credibility… especially since he looked like death warmed over.   For a meal, he would eat some fruit… and he looked down on people who ate plants (as if they were immoral).  One can take idealism to levels that negate the correct and proper care of the physical organism that the mind inhabits, causing irreparable harm to that organism.

When one was a vegan, after a period of time, though eating a good variety of foods, there developed unnatural cravings to eat more and more.  Something was missing in that diet.  Eventually, one went back to an Ovo-Lacto Vegetarian regimen.  I was taking Chia oil capsules for the essential fatty acids.  However, skin started to come off of my inner legs by my thigh area; it literally fell off!  When i started taking Fish Oil capsules and/or Krill Oil… the skin problem went away.  What i didn’t know before then, was that vegetable oils, including Chia, Flax, oils from nuts, and such, are in the form of ALA fatty acids.  Most people cannot readily convert the ALA into the needed DHA.  DHA is critical for proper brain function and body chemistry; many vegetarians are lacking in information about this (and in the necessary DHA).   In a big way, this is a real crisis, and few are knowledgeable about it.  Even non-vegetarians can be very lacking in DHA… which can lead to all kinds of problems, including cognition problems and Alzheimer’s disease.  Recently, DHA from algae has become commercially available, which is great for vegetarians and even vegans.  I currently use the Diet Standards brand called “Prenatal DHA”; please don’t laugh (like my wife did)!  It can be purchased for less $ (than on some sites) on eBay, if one shops around.  Fish oil and Krill oil, additionally, contain very large amounts of DHA.  

As we age, we — vegetarians and non-vegetarians alike — especially need plenty of DHA; the brain consists largely of fat and DHA; DHA is essential!  DHA is the predominant structural fatty acid in the central nervous system and in the retina of the eye, and its availability is vital for the development and health of the brain.

Lately, one has been into studying Native American culture, before the arrival of Europeans.  They ate plenty of vegetables (back then) as well as meat.  They respected nature… and lived in real harmony and balance with nature.  Many of us, these days — vegetarians included — don’t even come close to that genuine harmony… that genuine balance.  We, with our fossil-fueled cars, fossil-fueled plane trips, excessively large homes, overpopulation, and endless plastics, are far from that harmony.  (One has been trying, with geothermal home heating, a small home, with using small cars, not having children, and recycling, etc.; but one can never do enough.)  Being a vegetarian does help environmentally and with nature; however, there are many other factors that affect life in very significant ways.   

Please — vegetarians and non-vegetarians alike — take the time to read the following regarding DHA:

http://www.lifeextension.com/magazine/2012/11/dha_essential_brain_food/page-01

http://www.dhaomega3.org/Overview/Conversion-Efficiency-of-ALA-to-DHA-in-Humans

Not for eating (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not for eating (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not for eating (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not for eating (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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Can one decide to meditate?…

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One has read blogs (recently) wherein those composing them write about meditation as if it is something that one can make one’s mind do… as if one can decide to do it (like turning a light switch on or off).   Real meditation is not what one can decide to do.  The accumulation of knowledge, as the past, cannot (under any circumstances) decide to be what it is not.  Any planned or deliberate meditation is not real meditation.  Charlatans abound, however, who are all too willing to tell you how to meditate.   (It must be very easy to mesmerize yourself, in a rather self-hypnotic way, and then be all too willing to encourage others to do the same with themselves.)  There is no “how” to real meditation.  If it takes place, it is like a sudden spontaneous silence or quietude that was not (in any way) preplanned and brought about by a mental blueprint or calculated procedure.  It may happen when one is walking through a wooded area, or when moving occurs from one room to another, or when sitting (without motive) takes place for a while on the back porch steps.  When a bundle of memories, as the accumulated past — called thinking — decide to meditate, what they strive for is loaded with reactions of motive and acquisition.  Whatever they reacted to become is an obtrusion of thought that projects with — and reinforces — a learned reaction constituting an image of “me” or “I,” which is itself another extension of thought/thinking.  Deciding to sit down and meditate (for any motive), via a learned procedure, merely strengthens the fallacious “I” and its supposed ability (which it really does not have) to alter consciousness to a true and profound silence.  The known cannot decide to be the unknown.  Conditioned reactions, even sophisticated ones, cannot decide to be the unconditioned.

Awareness can — without the separative nonsense of an “I” apart from and controlling “its” thoughts — function with thinking, and if intelligence functions without calculated, separative psychological nonsense, then perhaps real meditation, without effort, may actually (naturally) occur.  However, one cannot decide to meditate any more than one can decide to have — or be — an insight.  Neither can one decide to be what humility is.

Another thing that people have been posting about is how they are so sure that everything in their world will turn out to be rosy and wonderful.  Fanciful ideas!   Because of underlying fears, many have an indoctrinated belief (either on the surface or deeper in their psychological unconscious) that a deity somehow is benevolently pulling the strings for things that go on in their world.   Their security blankets, born out of fear (stemming from thinking and psychological time), are their beliefs.  Fear, in people, is often buried in the hideaway of concocted belief.  These beliefs, unfortunately, often encourage waiting for some future after-death utopia or some external power (to make things better in time).  I am suggesting that we grow up (from those blankets), face the fears without separation, and not presume that God created this universe (and continues to manipulate it); (one is not suggesting that the sacred does not exist… on the contrary!).  Additionally, if you actually want real security, perceive (without mere imagery) what is actually taking place, and act (don’t merely react) with intelligence and care.   Perhaps you could write (like i have done many times) to governments, asking them to curtail nuclear armaments, fossil- fuels, and wars.  Do environmentally friendly things, join the Sierra Club (or other such environmental groups), work for a more peaceful, environmentally cleaner world, do more and more green things, actually help life, and then maybe things will be truly wonderful.

Only in pairs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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We need to evolve beyond having “leaders”…

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Look what having leaders has gotten us so far!

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At the forefront of all the political drivel

            kingsize greed and the lust for power

            reigned supreme

 

While(elsewhere beyond “will be”)supple intelligence 

            innocently perceives without the cadaverous trappings

            of frigid and oblivious experience

 

The more one gropes for it,the more it eludes

            and our complex and fearless leaders(full of fear)

            are too disconnected to simply see it

Ice cold bureaucrats (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Ice cold bureaucrats (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Caught within the System…

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Many of us feel that we are in the network of things, operating freely and doing what we choose to do according to our own individualistic preferences and whims.  Few of us consider that it may be the other way around.  Few of us consider the possibility that the vast majority of us are a projection of the system, an extension of the system.  Most of us were inculcated by the system and, when we function and react, it is the system operating.  That system, developed and maintained by man’s tradition, seems to give us much security and order.  However, if that very system is largely based on fragmentation, separation, domination, and friction — which it is — then the security is fallacious… non-existent, or limited.  Many of us accept — without question — that there are separate countries and separate individuals (these individuals each with their own separate ego).  None of this may be truly separate, but the system has us perceive and react to accept that; then friction and wars (and suffering) go on and on.

We were taught that we are separate from our fears.  We were taught that we are separate from “others.”  We were taught that nature and man are (somehow) separate.  Our “I”s, our “me”s, our separative countries and religions, may be essentially a projection of the system, where there is no real freedom whatsoever.  Few of us step out of it (into a larger whole that is not merely absorbed). Most of us are content to remain in (and “as”) the system.  We think it offers security and joy.  However, look at the world around you and how people react in in it (and “as” it).  There is overwhelming disorder in what is currently going on in (and “as”) society.  We need to change.  We need to change, not according to more ideas about how things “should be,” not by more political and religious differences, or according to the same old, traditional ways.  Real wholeness, real integrity is beyond the system; however, few care to truly move beyond the system.  It is like forever staying in a limited, rusty old cage (and thinking that you are joyous and free).  

Beyond the cage (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the cage (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the cage (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the cage (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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Impossibilities?

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Like an ocean spray in Iowa

Like a tidal wave in the middle of the Sierra 

Like a wise man aiming his gun to kill

Like a happy tree frog  in an early March snowfall

Like up without any down

Like a “For Sale” sign on Europa

Like mind not separate from poem and fundamentally changing

Sticking to the facts (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Sticking to the facts (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Sticking to the facts (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Sticking to the facts (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Love transcends separation…

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In watching, there is (ordinarily) the watcher and the watched.  The watcher, as he or she was taught, feels separate from what is being observed.  This also occurs when psychological/emotional phenomena manifest… as when one thinks that one “has” jealousy, but thinks that one is not the actual jealousy.

In profound awareness, the so-called central “I” or “me” does not — as the learned image that it is — exist.  Then, an altogether different relationship may manifest… wherein there is no separation between the watcher and the watched.  Then, an ingrained, inherited kind of friction and conflict ends.  Then, there may be real integrity without any piecemeal disorder.  For such integrity to take place, there must be instantaneous transcendence beyond the ordinary and mundane.  When one looks at a bee, for instance (in beautiful nature), one is not, of course, actually the wings and the antennae; however, the patterns and the image (and, perhaps, the essence) of the bee are not at all separate from what one is.  One need not always robotically label the bee (or whatever creature it is) as per what species or type of organism it is, but may look without mechanical memory and separation.  Love transcends separation and mechanical categorization.

Transcending separation (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Transcending separation (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Mushroom Tree Communication

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looming flux(therefour)

          from symbiotic muck

summoned by Mother Oak

          now spurt from mycelium

to merge near and welcome baby

 

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By Dr. Mercola:

The name mycorrhiza literally means fungus-root.  These fungi form a symbiotic relationship with the plant, colonizing the roots and sending extremely fine filaments far out into the soil that act as root extensions. Not only do these networks sound the alarm about invaders, but the filaments are more effective in nutrient and water absorption than the plant roots themselves—mycorrhizae increase the nutrient absorption of the plant 100 to 1,000 times.

In one thimbleful of healthy soil, you can find several MILES of fungal filaments, all releasing powerful enzymes that help dissolve tightly bound soil nutrients, such as organic nitrogen, phosphorus, and iron. The networks can be enormous—one was found weaving its way through an entire Canadian forest, with each tree connected to dozens of others over distances of 30 meters.

These fungi have been fundamental to plant growth for 460 million years. Even more interesting, mycorrhizae can even connect plants of different species, perhaps allowing interspecies communication.

More than 90 percent of plant species have these naturally-occurring symbiotic relationships with mycorrhizae, but in order for these CMNs to exist, the soil must be undisturbed. Erosion, tillage, cultivation, compaction, and other human activities destroy these beneficial fungi, and they are slow to colonize once disrupted. Therefore, intensively farmed plants don’t develop mycorrhizae and are typically less healthy, as a result.

Communication (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Communication (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Communication (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Communication (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Awareness beyond the “me and mine”…

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In real mindfulness, in profound awareness, there is an eternal simplicity (i.e., an uncomplicated movement) beyond excessive and needless mental ornamentation.  Then there is not a separate watcher apart from the observed… perceiving from a so-called center.  In profound awareness, there is no separate center that is perceiving thoughts or emotions that “it has.”  One is the thought or thoughts (or emotions) as they occur; the idea that something separate “has” them is just another pattern of thought (that is primitive and fictional).  That so-called center, invented by the other thoughts, is not only unnecessary… it is what leads to needless conflict, friction, and separation in (and “as”) the mind.  This internal friction then extends out into society.  Awareness of the illusory self need not take place if there is no projected, illusory self.  In profound awareness, one cannot “know” that one is deeply aware, nor does one care to; profound awareness exists beyond mere measurement (and that is part of its beauty).

When the real beauty of awareness exists beyond all of the unnecessary complexities and friction, then needless patterns (of thinking) do not take place.  Such an occurrence is not a lack of intelligence; on the contrary, it is supreme intelligence (that goes beyond repetitive, second-hand reactions).  Without effort, awareness beyond all of the superfluous patterns goes beyond mere disorder, mundane experience, and recognition.  A learned, isolated, fallacious center would be incapable of understanding the depth of what the aforementioned sentence means.

Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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Our Universe is Expanding…

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Our universe is expanding(the slick scientists say)

            We’re headed in that direction,come what may

Elite physicists tell us all about energy and power

            But to me,they’re like a bug on a little,swelling flower

 

They’re studying their “Big Bang” and its incipient phases

            like a spider on a protuberant bud who inquisitively gazes

But the eternal whole can’t be understood by studying mere sections,

            nor by looking from a bogus center that is a primitive projection

Studying the Universe (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Studying the Universe (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Studying the Universe (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Studying the Universe (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Beyond words and psychological time…

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To wield witty words, to accumulate a lot mentally and in the material world, to have power, and to have security, is zilch if one is not of a holistic compassion beyond the so-called central self.  Holistic compassion (beautifully) does not depend on any outside or inside authority for guidance.  In holistic compassion, there is no direction, no blueprint as to the right way to go.  Society spoon-feeds us everything.  So many of us are used to being spoon-fed.  We are so impressionable and easily influenced by (and “as”) reaction.  Our propensity for looking with what others have spoon-fed to us runs deep.  What may be intelligent is a quantum leap going beyond all that.  That quantum leap may not be of time.  Psychological time, as the associated past of what one has learned, and as obtrusions from the past as what the future might be, does have some place.  However, the timeless, beyond that limited domain, is also of great significance.

In the timeless, there is no seeking, no authority, no goal (projected from, and “as,” the past), no direction, and there are not mere tokens and labels (as words) that keep one in fragmented, sequential symbolism.  In the timeless, real compassion and holistic intelligence — beyond the limited, isolated, coldly indifferent, and false — manifest. 

Frozen through (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen through (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen through (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen through (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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This little world…

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This little world needs more jubilance and wholeness

         and intense insight and sound compassion

This little round place doesn’t need fossil fuels

         nor indifference that kisses the behind of out-dated political drivel                  

         and doesn’t need complacency when separation and

         fragmentation devour all inside and out

Frozen in Time (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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It May Be Wise To Be Different

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True and profound insight is like a rare jewel that very few ever partake in within (and “as”) life.  Profound insight is not what someone can merely — through effort — acquire or obtain.  Insight is not like a materialistic possession; one cannot merely “have it”; one cannot merely decide to “get it.”  It would be erroneous, for example, to say that “I have an insight.”  Profound insight, besides not merely being what one can possess… is beyond the limitation of a fragmented, so-called central “I” or controller.  The so-called central regulatory agent may think it has something… but what it has will not likely be profound insight.  Real insight may come when the mind is intelligently empty (and not merely filled with the crass, fragmentary patterns of others). 

Unfortunately, profound insight eludes most minds.  The fact that most minds operate via fractional conflict, a fallacious (isolated) center, and operate via mostly mere details and function (with and “as”) separative patterns, has a lot to do with this.  Correct education can help us to go beyond our limited ways.  Before that can happen, educators themselves must change positively.

No doubt, most people who read this blog posting will merely reduce insight into an abstraction, to another idea.  However, doing so is like never having the passion to really look at nature; it’s like going through life with an empty heart… never really feeling.  

It may be wise to be different. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

It may be wise to be different. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

It may be wise to be different. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

It may be wise to be different. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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When the Universe asks Itself an Immense Question…

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upon the universe

                    only one extensive thing was asked,

                    and the asking was without

an “I” doing the asking

 

when the universe asks

                    itself an immense question, 

                    there is no need for a fallacious(little)”I”

(and there is no self in the vastness of eternity)

 

so,the next time you

                    have something infinitely special to ask,

                    negate the pottylittle psychological you

and the answer may be in the question

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Love…

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Profound love is like humility… one cannot know that one has it.  One can suspect that it may be there, but considering (in depth) about oneself “having love” is a bit of a narcissistic action and, as such, negates love; additionally, love is not a possession (so is not what one can merely “have.”)  Real love is not (whatsoever) what is measurable; love has an essence of immeasurability.

Unfortunately, the so-called love that many are involved with pertains to images that they have about others (and about other things).  These images, however,  are what composes their minds from patterns absorbed from the past (and held as the accumulated past).  Love, involving absorbed and learned images, is usually very superficial and limited.  Profound love is not, for example, a learned and absorbed image (called “I” or “me”) subsequently associating itself with another image called, for instance, (her).  A relationship between two learned, fragmentary images is not much of a relationship at all.  Love goes beyond the fabricated walls of mental images and psychological symbols.   Love is not possession, attachment, nor identification.  Profound love may exist when the ego (the image of self) is not.  Merely identifying the image of self with other living things is not love.  Profound love transcends fragmentation, is eternal, and is beyond the ordinary patterns in time (and of time).   Timelessness is an immeasurability beyond self-fabrication.

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Beyond the mind’s “would be’s” and “should be’s”…

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Beyond the mind’s “would be’s”  and “should be’s”

                    and “maybe’s”

Beyond all “could be’s” and “shall be’s” 

                    and “rabies”

exists an effortless awareness not just of

                  death’s parameters and time’s “crazies”

 

Beyond what tries,lies,and sighs

                    Beyond what must propagandize and theorize

Beyond the “why’s” Beyond revise

Beyond everything that can

                (infixatedeyes)hypnotize,

exists a wisdom beyond all

                    “I’s”

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond the ordinary mind…

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There were two entities.  One was rather crass.  It merely went on as an extension of society… immoral, indifferent, separate, closed, common, compulsive, stale, rather indifferent about nature, respectable.  There was another entity.  It was open, compassionate, aware, whole, moral beyond the ills of society, in close relationship with nature, global.  Highly spiritual, it did not care to belong to any separative government nor religion that (separates man from man contributing to war).  It was a danger to all separative elements of the false. 

One of the entities was often bored.  It would frequently need to find escape in all kinds of entertainment (and with various forms of drugs).  It was often composed of recurring fears.  It depended on walls of isolation for its very existence (isolated existence).  The other entity was often content in and of itself.  That self, however, was nothing to be measured, for no limited walls defined it by limited space nor limited boundaries.  Perceiving that it was not separate from the fears, the fears were understood and quickly dissipated; either that or they never existed (or needed to exist) in the first place.  Limitation breeds fear.  Limitation is of measurement and recognition; (recognition is a form of measurement).

One of the two minds continued to go deeply beyond itself to where there was no measurement, no time.  The other mind measured constantly.  Its essence mostly involved time and measurement.  Measurement takes (and is) time.  One of the minds was satisfied with superficial things; one of the minds went far beyond the superficial.  One of the minds (without the measurements of equations) understood all about existence, time, and the timeless.  One of the minds did not care about anything much other than about small details and banal experiences; it understood little of time and nothing concerning the timeless.  It, unfortunately, was never visited by anything immensely beyond the mundane.  

Stillness (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Stillness (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Stillness (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Stillness (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Beautifully

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One leaf drips 

d

           o

                    w

                              nwardly

as trees molt

                    melt

                               ing

                                         ly

One hate argued

                    accusingly

as statues marbelized 

                    motionlessly

Five thoughts sprung

                    sepa rately

when a spider watched

                    wordlessly

This bliss occurred

                    effortlessly

while friction tapered

                     thankfully

When science acquired

                    argumentatively

two plants burst

                    breathlessly

One whole gleaned

                    gracefully

as truth lived

                    lovingly

Four responses rattled

                    residually

ten beliefs bashed 

                     barbarously

Red kites journeyed 

                    joyfully

and tenderness touched

                    transcendentally

A doctor prescribed

                    passionately

as insights envisaged

                    expansively

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The Spider Watched Wordlessly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond Internal Hypocrisy…

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There is an impeccability in true mindfulness.  Real mindfulness goes beyond hollow and empty ideals and stale mental blueprints.  It occurs when the mind is learning, as self-realization, (honestly) from moment to moment with what is actually taking place (without extraneous fabrications).  Then there are no ideals about “becoming better” in the future.  “Becoming better” in the future, psychologically, is usually a form of fraud, a form of deception.  Society accepts this as being normal… with one saying such things as, “I’m working on being a nicer person.”  Mental obtrusions about the future allow, in the psychological realm, cheating and duplicity to go on (consciously or unconsciously).  The future (psychologically) can be a fantasy.  One can easily fantasize anything, especially to be a better (ideal) person (while, in the present, a different reality continues to take place altogether). 

Hypocrisy, internally, of the mind to itself, is very easy.  To really learn, with integrity, is to fully be aware of what you actually are (in the present) without false pretenses or ideals about the future.  This must go beyond being brutally honest with yourself.  This goes to where fallacious separation and conflict naturally (without man’s fabrications) comes to an end.  This goes to where, when you are jealous (or angry), there is no distance or separation between the jealousy (or anger) and what you are.  Or, when fear takes place, there is no separation between the fear and what you are.  You are the fear.  When you are the fear, in (and “as”) awareness, then learning takes place about it; then it can be enlightening.  If you cover the fear up, deny that it exists, make excuses about it, battle with it from a distance, subjugate it, run from it, escape from it with all kinds of tricks, it will not (in such conflict) help you to understand its nature (which is yourself).   When anger takes place, seeing it with separation, with friction, with measurement from an isolated center, with opposing ideals (which are obtrusions about the future), perpetuates conflict (which anger is a part of).  Be in direct relationship with what the contents of your mind are (without pretense); they are you anyhow.  Then such right relationship opens you to real learning, real flowering.  Integrity is to be fully aware of what you actually are, without excuses, without judgments, without mental projections about possible future improvements.  Real integrity is pure (unsullied) perception and is real relationship.  Real relationship goes beyond conflict, is illuminating, and it transforms without effort, without blueprints.  Compassion, order, and integrity take place when right relationship deeply exists. 

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[Note:   These are Daisy’s Neon Blue Ricefish in one of our aquariums.  They are very peaceful and playful fish.  Their eyes have a florescent blue coloring, but photographs do not show this well.  These were all home-bred by me.  The females carry eggs around attached to their bodies like a clump of grapes.  They are eventually rubbed off onto plants where they dangle from long stringy-like filaments.  They eat their own eggs, but i put green yarn mops in their tank and remove the mops to a separate aquarium away from the parents.  These fish were first discovered on Sulawesi Island in 2007.   The species was discovered in a small stream by the Indonesian invertebrates expert Daisy Wowor, while she was looking for crustaceans, and the species was appropriately named after her: ( Oryzius woworae. )]

Daisy's Neon Blue Ricefish (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Daisy’s Neon Blue Ricefish (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Daisy's Neon Blue Ricefish (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Daisy’s Neon Blue Ricefish (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond Sadness…

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Happiness is

          a stringed balloon

tied to a kite

          that flies so noon

 

Sadness is

          a melancholy frown

that never looks up

          and always looks down

 

Wisdom is

          a tiny winged creature

that sprung from a worm

          without the sermon’s preacher

Tiny 'n Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny ‘n Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny 'n Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny ‘n Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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One’s Relationship with Nature…

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To have a decent rapport with nature, one must perceive beyond the limited walls of an isolated self.  To really be in harmony with nature, one must (first and foremost) be harmonious psychologically.  A mind of inner dissonance (and lack of harmony) does not perceive holistically; it sees fear as something that it has, not as something that it is not (at all) separate from; it sees nature as being “over there,” not as something that it is not separate from.  A mind of conflict, fear, prejudice, and inner distortion will often — even if it insists otherwise — perceive nature with fragmentation, indifference, and corruption.  Likewise, a mind of conflict, fear, prejudice, and inner distortion will perceive other human beings with fragmentation, indifference, and corruption.  To perceive beyond mere contamination the mind would necessarily have to be pure and unsullied.  Is psychological purity what can be accumulated, by someone, over time?

Profound psychological purity is timeless; it is not the result of accumulation or mere cultivation.   Accumulation and cultivation require time.   To be pure, innocent, and spotless (mentally) does not take time.  Time, psychologically, is a postponement, a delay, and it involves a gradual change, a gradual (possible) improvement.  To perceive other life beings with (and “as”) that innocence does not take time.  To look at others (and at nature) in the same old ways does require time; it is time, as the stored (accumulated past) that merely recognizes separate things, sees with (and “as”) separation, pigeonholes things, and exploits people and nature.  Real passion, real love, real order is timeless and pure… unsullied.  Its spontaneity, its freshness, its aliveness, is instantaneously perceptive without distortion.  That lack of distortion is real love, not the spurious (small, self-oriented) kind.  That lack of distortion is wholeness as non-fragmented perception.  

To climb the high mountain, one cannot move far by carrying a lot of heavy baggage.  Very many depend so heavily on their psychological baggage, such that they fail to perceive the real beauty that is there (that excessive baggage cannot take one to).  

Somehow appealing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Somehow appealing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Somehow appealing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Somehow appealing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Wise Blossoms Flower Beyond Preserve…

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Here are very many nevers

                    each inexorably not together

There are ever few always

                    flying higher than the tall trees

 

?Why are there so many (shall be)s

                    striving for littlesome (maybe)s

?Why can’t feathers ask us why

                    when does wishing stop to try

 

?When did slow turn to fast

                    where did time change at last

In the deep of round no wonder

                    lightning cracks and speaks as thunder

 

As the toadstools dance and bloom

                    eons pass across your room

Zygotes form when gametes curve

                    wise blossoms flower beyond preserve

The wisdom of flowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The wisdom of flowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The wisdom of flowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The wisdom of flowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

 

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Beyond the ego…

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A mind without that false center — without that fictitious, dominating middle point — is (unlike most) highly aware and perceptive.  There is, in such a person, no psychological radius from a center to a periphery.  Most people cling to a fictitious center in one form or another.  There is limited space — in such a mind — between the so-called controller (or center) and what it presumably controls.  If the central controller is (in fact) just an image, which it is, then it is just another one of the thoughts and is not something that is purely genuine or real.  (Do not make the mistake of becoming depressed regarding this; eternity and beauty can still exist for us, without the interference of fallacious centers.)

Oftentimes, when people think, they think in auditory terms which simulate their own (individual) voice (when talking).  This internal (psychological/rather parasitic) voice mimics one’s actual speaking voice.  It (one’s thinking) isn’t an actual voice; it is a copied template… a simulation.  These simulations and their associated images presume (because of what they were taught) that they are being controlled by a legitimate center.  This center, as was suggested, is another one of the manufactured images.  The mind can function much better without the manufactured image of a center or central regulator.  

Real (fundamental) compassion doesn’t often take place when a fictitious center sees others through (and from) a radius of distance and separation.  A man or a woman without such a fictitious center exists beyond such a radius; then real compassion often manifests.  Order of the mind does not exist as long as a fictitious center exists.  Such a so-called center is associated with a false sense of control and dominance.  A false psychological distance is involved with such a mind.  False psychological distance often means that one’s relationship to fears, desires, plants, animals, people, and sensations is of conflict born out of fallacious separation.  Fallacious separation is not of intelligent compassion… is not what will bring about real order and harmony in the world.

[Note:   This little green plant was discovered growing — in the cold, snowy winter weather — within a small, lawn (crystal ball) solar light in our yard!   All of the other outdoor green plants had already died from the bitter cold, but this one was still going strong in its little makeshift greenhouse!  Nature always finds a way!  🙂   ]

Green plant growing in lawn solar light! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Green plant growing in lawn solar light! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Once upon an if

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Once upon an if

                    possibilities happened

among all probabilities

                    entwined in dull securities

 

Twice upon a flower

                    within vase and water

away from fellow meadow bloomers

                    close to drunken baby boomers

 

Thrice upon a never

                    love’s blanket enfolds all

unknownst to feigning pretenders 

                    beyond the cruel offenders

 

Countless upon an always

                    far from cold pugnacity

joyful in sublimity

                    splendid in divinity

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eternalfountainofyouth.com

Countless Upon an Always (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Countless Upon an Always (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Countless Upon an Always (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Countless Upon an Always (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Free Will

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Happy New Year!  (even though there isn’t anything new about it)   Hoping that the following year is full of insight, compassion, and care (radiating from all of us).    🙂

“If the moon, in the act of completing its eternal way around the Earth, were gifted with self-consciousness, it would feel thoroughly convinced that it was traveling its way of its own accord…. So would a Being, endowed with higher insight and more perfect intelligence, watching man and his doings, smile about man’s illusion that he was acting according to his own free will.”  —  Albert Einstein

Many people ardently insist and feel that they have “free will,” an ability to freely choose without being bound by limitations.   They each think that some central agency (i.e.,dominator/controller), apart from the contents, is (somehow) freely acting.  Thoughts and thinking involve physical processes within (and “as”) the brain, and these physical process are not exempt from the cause and effect sequences that our universe moves as. The very notion of will implies the power of control that the mind has concerning its own actions.  If all of these actions are (inherently) reactions, however, that opens up questions concerning what is actually taking place.  (Never feel, however, that conditioning and the lack of free will constitute some kind of get out of jail free pass or “excuse” to whip up; we are, each of us, responsible for helping the world to be orderly and pain-free.)

Did real (free) volition not exist in the worm-like chordates and fish that we evolved from but sprang into existence with us?  May it, whether we refuse to see it or not,  be that free will, in essence, is a concept that has little or no validity for our current mental states?  Most of us, either consciously or unconsciously, cling to the notion of having free will.  If the mind has control over its contents, who is the controller?  Is the controller separate from what the controlled (psychologically) is?  If the controller is not something magically separate, then that has an altogether different meaning and significance.

Sensitively perceiving (not merely conceptually) that most all of what we think and feel is totally conditioned and is part of a cause and effect continuum can allow the mind to come upon a new and vital challenge.  Can the mind not merely continue to operate in (and “as”) the same old ways (of conditioning) but, instead, function and live (at times) beyond mere reaction?  Real liberty and emancipation may come when the mind sees itself as totally conditioned (when it is conditioned) and deeply ensnared in (and “as”) cause/effect patterns and, then, changes (not through reactions, as in the past), but in a wholly different manner.  Then there is a possibility of real order, insight, and compassion to function, beyond the norm.  He who clings to prison bars forever thinking that he is free will never run disentangled from all the bondage.

Fungus on Fallen Oak (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fungus on Fallen Oak (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fungus on Fallen Oak (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fungus on Fallen Oak (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

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Two Special Poems about my dear Uncle Lefty

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When my dear uncle Lefty was in prison

          he wasn’t keen about Loop Quantum Cosmology at all

He was much more interested in the thickness

          of his cold prison cell wall

 

When my dear uncle Lefty finally left prison

          he wasn’t interested in visiting me nor my uncle Ed

He was more intent on staying permanently stiff

          and forever remaining dead

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[Note:    The attached photograph is either of my uncle Lefty (who may or may not exist) or of a model of a Neanderthal at the Chicago Field Museum.  Which is it?  I won’t tell you, but i do have a big smile on my face as this is being written.]

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          When my dear uncle Lefty was in prison

he’d secretly dig at his cell wall whenever there was loud thunder

           When my dear uncle Lefty finally got out of prison

the digging was all conveniently done for him(as he was six feet under)

My dear uncle Lefty (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

My dear uncle Lefty (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

My dear uncle Lefty (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

My dear uncle Lefty (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Six-Legged Santa! (The Santa of the insect domain lands on our roof!)

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Merry Christmas to all of you two-legged, four-legged, and six-legged friends!  🙂

Santa is real…  real love and giving!   Anyone can be the Santa of others.

[Interesting how Santa, when we were very young, was something to get excited about and cherish.  Then, as we get older, many see Santa as being something rather spurious and unreal.  This has connotations that spill over into spirituality and religion.  Many people do not (really) feel that anything truly mysterious and magical (as a sacred phenomenon) can exist.  Deep inquiry, in this regard, is often considered to be a waste of time by many.   Disbelief can be as blinding as mindless belief; insight goes beyond these.]

Happy Holidays!

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To function only as mere secondary after-effects… what is that?  Most of us always function as responses to stimuli… one response (or set of responses) after another.  Thinking about things involves responses to stimuli.  Recognizing things constitutes responses to stimuli.  These responses are reactions.  They are much like the reaction when the leg jerks after the knee is tapped with a soft mallet.  Most of us are conditioned responses in a cause/effect continuum.  Conditioned responses (as effects), occurring in (and “as”) a sequence, is time.  Thinking is time; thinking and time are not two separate things.

Can consciousness function without merely always being one series of reactions (in sequence) after another?  Can the mind be aware without merely reacting, recognizing, labeling, and without merely seeing from an image of self?  Can a wise mind exist without constantly being a myriad of effects due to a myriad of causes?  To answer these questions adequately, what will one do?  Will one answer them by way of reaction?

Can thought, when it is not needed — and, oftentimes, it is not necessary — not habitually function in (and “as”) the mind?  If it is thought that merely answers the aforementioned question, is the question being intelligently answered?  Does love go beyond mere thought and time?  

 If one’s love is a mere reaction — formulated to get something in return, contrived to get some kind of result for one’s personal self — is it partial and, therefore, not profound and not very substantial at all?  Love exists when the image of self is not.  It takes time and thought to concoct an image of self (with all the associated desires and fears).  Profound love is timeless.

Six-legged Santa! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Six-legged Santa! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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Pristine Order

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When pristine order

            spreads out to apparently be disorder

well,we’ll be in the disorder then

            even though the spreading out

really is not separation

 

When the winged bird 

            spreads her wing feathers

well,we’ll be the flying then

            even though the wing feathers

do not dwell as separation

 

When the present time

            spreads out to apparently become the future

well,we’ll be the movement then

            even though the past and future

do not dwell as separation

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[Note:  We need to look at existence in totally new ways, ways that are intelligent (and no longer primitive) and that reflect real discoveries about reality and time.  Time is not what we have preassumed it to be.  One, personally, has realized this stuff decades ago.  This, spiritually and philosophically, has very deep implications.  It may very well be that the past is not just gone or that the future does not yet exist.  Take the time to watch the video that is at the bottom section of this posting (following my photos), please.  Additionally, there is a fuller version of this documentary; go to YouTube, and look up “The Illusion of Time, Full Documentary.”]

Well, we'll be the flying then (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Well, we’ll be the flying then (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Well,we'll be the flying then (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Well,we’ll be the flying then (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Limitation of Experience

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Many of us go through existence presupposing things and assuming so many things because of the way we were taught (i.e., because of the way we absorbed patterns from others).  We need to question more.  We need to question things deeply, wisely, and passionately.  There is a real art to questioning.  One can easily fabricate superficial questions that are not of great meaning and depth.  However, asking essential (fundamental) questions concerning the very essence of life and existence…. is not what a lot of people engage in.  Many are caught in a rut, and their lack of significant questions keeps them in that rut.  Often, when such people ask questions, the questions are a mere reflection of the limitation that they exist in (and “as”).  To be trapped in a morass and just remain there — without ever realizing that one is trapped — is a sad thing; such may be the lot of many.

We take for granted that experience and knowledge — which is the accumulation of patterns over sequential time — is the one and only modus operandi that all of us must function in (and “as”) in order to succeed and prosper.  Few of us ever really question as to whether there is an additional alternative.  Many who evolved to realize that there is value in quietness and silence have (for the most part, unfortunatly) made this so-called silence into another form of “experience.”  Along these lines, people (for the most part) practice methodologies — given to them by others — to attain so-called quietness or silence.  However, it may be that any methodology or practice devised to achieve silence — via following procedures — is erroneous, if sequential patterns (no matter what they are) cannot, when practiced, produce what is truly beyond time and sequential paradigms.  It may be that calculated causes and effects cannot produce what is beyond mere “cause and effect.”

Experiencing things often is a good, prudent thing.  The truly wise mind, however, also goes beyond mere experience, doing so without any effort or methodology.  (Engaging in experiencing is largely habitual, and one does not always have to depend upon habits.  Deep intelligence doesn’t always merely remain as habits.)  Experiencing things (in the ordinary way) involves recognition, reaction, labeling, interpretation, categorization, and (often) opinion-making.  Experiencing, for so many, involves the repetitive recognition of patterns via stored (old) memory.  If this takes place (ceaselessly), as it does in so many, then the “old,” the “past,” dictates current consciousness; there can be no renewal nor alive freshness in a mind merely bound to the old past in such a way.  Often, on the other hand, the wise mind newly (i.e., without dependence on the “old”) perceives (without psychological space between an observer and what is seen).  Oftentimes, one can sagaciously look without mere separation, recognition, labeling, and reaction.  Oftentimes, for example, one can joyfully walk where there are beautiful flowers, being fully aware of them just by simply (effortlessly) looking (and deeply seeing their shape and color), but one need not necessarily label them as being beautiful, need not codify them as being flowers, need not see them from a “center” that is separate, nor classify them as being of a certain species.  

The intelligent mind that questions fundamentally and prudently often functions as “experiencing” and “labeling” precisely, accurately, and compassionately; such a mind also often effortlessly goes beyond mere experiencing.  Sequential, fragmentary patterns, for such a mind, fade into the background and there is a wholeness beyond the fabrications of man, beyond mere acquisition, and beyond mere causality.  (This may sound esoteric or exotic, but it is really very simple, involving real integrity.)  There is real bliss when psychological fragmentation and piecemeal acquisition ends; ironically, those stuck only in the sequential patterns of experience remain there to often contend with inevitable monotony and boredom.  One can try to escape the superficial in so many ways, by so many different experiences.  However, one cannot escape the superficial via endlessly more of the superficial.  

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[Note:  The photo is of a Softshell Turtle.  Their shells are soft and rubbery; they are very aquatic; they have pointed heads, are quite flat, and they are very elusive.]

Softshell Turtle. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Softshell Turtle. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Story Time… Koan Time… (2)

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I took Eternity out (on a leash) for a walk today.

Upon reaching a fire hydrant she, of course,

took forever to do her business.

I said, “Why on earth do you take so long to do your business?”

Eternity just looked at me (with her little head tilted at a cute angle),

without replying, with an inordinate stare that seemed to

permanently transcend time and the separateness of space.

Then, for what I thought was a brief moment,

the boundless leash started pulling me, ever so slightly,

and we went on and on.

We, as we went on, passed by a beautiful, enduring damsel

sitting, persistently, upon a non-evanescent ever-green tree.

Please remember that whenever you and Eternity go (or may have gone)

out for a magical walk, perhaps with a leash — wherever or whatever

you move (or had moved) through, no matter how far or short it is,

no matter how many places you visited — your consciousness  hasn’t

really moved anywhere (other than where it always was).

 

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In the Ever-green Tree (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the Ever-green Tree (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the Ever-green Tree (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the Ever-green Tree (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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That Immeasurable Energy…

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There is an indelible energy that is safely beyond the conflict and turmoil of our world and universe.  It is beyond the grasp of corruption.  It exists beyond the time and space that involves competition, strife, friction, separation, and domination.  For it to visit one, one must be of an innocence and emptiness that is not a result of what others have fabricated.  Mere reactions, mere imitation, will never help it to manifest in oneself.  Reactions and any form of imitation are part of the conditioned responses that are components of the cause and effect continuum of sequential time (in limited space).  Its timelessness, its spacelessness is not what can be harnessed and captured by the limited concoctions of man.  Any methodology to “get it,” including any organized religion or plan of philosophy… is likely highly erroneous, as it is beyond sequential methods, systems, and practices.  It is too alive and immense for any dead system or calculated procedure to bring one to it.  

It is not at all likely to come to one who is immersed in corrupt and antiquated psychological frameworks involving separation and conflict.  A supposedly separate ego that (through a screen of concepts) sees itself apart from the whole of nature or mankind is not likely to be visited by it.  A (non-global) mind that clings to man-made, separative countries and religions that (directly and indirectly) divide man against man will not likely be visited by it.  A mind that thoughtlessly pollutes life or that indifferently harms life’s creatures will not likely ever be visited by it.  Although many distorted minds have no real relationship with it, they pray to (images of) what they think — and were taught — it is.  Not having an ego, it (of course) would not ever want to be praised or recognized in terms of devotion.  Additionally, it may be that it does not readily bestow favors to those who pray or ask for benefits… since it may not (at all) be biased to favor intelligent-oriented species (who can ask for favors) as opposed to equally precious species (or individuals) who do not have the intelligence to ask for favors.  Additionally, it would not likely interfere with a cause/effect universe that it is not a part of (nor the cause of).  Too many, always remaining in (and “as”) their conditioning, have no actual relationship with it, yet they anthropomorphize it and project their corrupt attributes onto what they fabricated it as being.

Few are ever visited by it.  Few are open and pure (beyond the desires and methodologies implanted within them by others).  There is no “how” for getting it to visit one.  Indeed, when one is truly wise, stable, joyful, and mindful (without constant measure and mere calculation)… then one does not spend “time” desiring its presence.   Without effort, real awareness goes beyond falsities and delusive boundaries.  Without those boundaries, reactions are not as prevalent (i.e, they lose their shadowy hold on one), superfluous (habitual) thinking ends, experiences are not merely depended upon for consciousness, space between things loses much of its significance, and the infinite is (beautifully) easier to perceive.  

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Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016