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Open yourself to Spring…

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Open yourself to Spring

Let your mind blossom to unfold

Go beyond stale words and symbols

Look without that learned and stuffy past

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Open yourself. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Open yourself. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Large with joy… (Multi-Photo)

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a microscopic mushroom

growing on a tree

is an umbrella for someone little

who is large with joy and free

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Micro-mushrooms in Moss. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Micro-mushrooms in Moss. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Micro-mushrooms in Moss. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Micro-mushrooms in Moss. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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The supposedly dominating central controller… (Multi-Photo)

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Your concept of “I” is not truly what dominates over your other supposedly subordinate (supposedly subservient) thoughts.  All thoughts — including the concept of “I” (or that internal “me”) — are conditioned responses… and, as such, one does not (in reality) truly dominate over the others.  Profound awareness and immense intelligence transcends conditioning (at least to some significant extent) and goes beyond the deep misconceptions that the aforementioned sentence suggests.  Via erroneous (primitive) education, billions are saturated with such substantial misconceptions and delusions (of a “central controller”)… and this, in turn, causes much needless friction and deceit (within the brain) which often projects as additional disorder both within the brain and out from the brain.  Better education could help to change things for the better.  We, as a society, have a long way to go before we transcend out of very psychologically crude, primitive realms.  True freedom lies not in the concept of free will, but in the daily, intelligent (method-free) understanding of the mind, which may allow one to actually joyfully exist (at times) beyond the limited field of total conditioning.  With such freedom comes real goodness and order (beyond mere reactions).

(Added note: This is one fundamental reason why so very few, throughout the world — over time — have truly been enlightened.  A process or technique developed or utilized by a fictitious center cannot ever find profound truth; the profound truth comes only when conditioning and needless conflict, friction, and deceit are dissipated… and not dissipated by some supposed central agent that is — in itself — a major result of ignorance and conditioning.  For so many — for so long — it has been like throwing water to drowning people in order to save them!) 

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 Jumping spider in Lily. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Jumping spider in Lily. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 Jumping spider in Lily. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Jumping spider in Lily. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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Grace…

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Grace is decency, consideration, compassion, and goodwill towards all.  Grace is enjoying life and not harming it!

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Male Yellow-bellied Sapsucker. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Male Yellow-bellied Sapsucker. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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Love…

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Love has no boundaries

Love is joyous life

Love makes little pollution

Love is not conformity

Love is beyond separation

Love does not hate

Love illuminates the truth

Love has no jealousy

Loves helps the needy

Love does not kill

Love is beyond words

Love protects its fledglings

Love is the whole

Love doesn’t crave power

Love brings life’s mysteries

Love is eternity unfolding

Love is ever renewing

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Not separate. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Not separate. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 

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Where separation ends…

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Strolling under vast skies of blue

one’s self disappeared into everything new

Running through thick fields of green

one saw oneself in everything seen

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Viola Flowers.  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Viola Flowers. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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What’s important… (Multi-Photo)

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Breathtaking, exotic vacation views are not what is important.  Deep understanding and heartfelt compassion are what’s important.

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Clinging. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Clinging. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Clinging. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Clinging. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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The implicit order…

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To run parallel with the implicit order of the universe is to dynamically act with intelligence and compassion.

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Silver-spotted Skipper. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Silver-spotted Skipper. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Passing by treasures…

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Ignorance often doesn’t recognize its own ignorance.  Wisdom often goes unrecognized by those who have little wisdom.   Many even indifferently pass by the beauty of flowers and nature.   Be beyond that!

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Beyond the stigma. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Beyond the stigma. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Too many peephole educators out there… (Multi-Photo)

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One man, a complacent, indifferent man,

looked at life as if through a distorted, little peephole;

everything he saw was of limitation;

everything he saw was fragmentary and small.

 

Another man, a dynamic, caring man,

looked at life as if from a majestic, magical mountain;

everything he saw was from a panoramic, unbroken view;

everything he saw was connected, limitless, and extraordinarily special.

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Top of the World. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Top of the World. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Top of the World. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Top of the World. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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(Multi-Photo)*** Sometimes beyond labeling and recognition…

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The wise mind goes beyond constant symbolic thinking.  It does not — therefore — necessarily need to always be recognizing things as it was taught.  Constant recognition involves constant thought, mental labeling, categorization, and residual attribute manipulation.  Constant recognition is a form of reacting; and reacting is second-hand and is not essentially original.

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Together as one (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Together as one (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Together as one (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Together as one (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Beyond groping…

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To a truly wise mind, many supposedly tantalizing sensations are often — though not always —  rather trivial and unnecessary… because a truly wise mind is fully content in itself, not needing extraneous stimuli to (eventually) make it happy.  It is only a very empty cup that constantly craves being filled…

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Propeller. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Propeller. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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(Multi-Photo)*** Enlightenment…

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There are innumerable charlatans out there — claiming all kinds of ludicrous things — so take the following with a grain of salt.  Don’t believe anything; find out for yourself.

A being who truly experiences enlightenment is someone who is visited by that immeasurable, holistic energy which, if anyone would be filled and visited by it, would make one feel a trillion times more alive than what occurs as regular consciousness; and one so visited would feel the undeniable, sacred quality of that indescribable, eternal energy.  Thoughts (being symbols) are always “about” energy; they are virtual (in a big way), are symbolic representations, and are never the actual energy.  (If one continues to crave enlightenment — turning it into a mere desire — it will never happen.  Just be open, orderly, and passionate about life, and it may happen.)

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Stepping Stones (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stepping Stones (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

 Stepping Stones (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Stepping Stones (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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That eternal flame…

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The sacred exists — call it God if you want — but it didn’t create this universe and so remains forever blameless, innocent, and perfect.

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Timelessness is.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Timelessness is. Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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Or one can remain just like everybody else…

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If one can wisely, without method, without taking time, go beyond mere fragmentary words and symbols into a realm of pure silence, beyond separation, then one may be free, joyous, whole, and beyond conditioning.

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Like a tree monkey!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Like a tree monkey! Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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Fictitious separations…

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A distorted mind mistreats living things, all the while thinking that it is separate from all life.  A wise mind is beyond learned boundaries.

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[Don’t mistreat little meyou.]

Family Portrait.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Family Portrait. Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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There exists that immensity…

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There’s an indelible energy — beyond our fragmented world — that is boundless, whole, of a supreme order, and is what can be called sacred (though it’s beyond definition).  Can it visit one?  Yes… it can visit… but only if one’s mind is rather boundless, whole, and of a supreme order. 

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Dragon out of the cave.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

Dragon out of the cave. Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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The dissolution of slavery…

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In profound wisdom, there’s only perceiving and observing… no separate observer.  Then, nature and the earth are not so separate from what you are.  When vast silence — beyond the observed that one learned to recognize — is not separate from what one is, then conflict and mental chattering come to an end.  Then, real compassion may be.  Then, false borders and artificial boundaries dissipate.  

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[Preserve Milkweed Plants… they are what rare Monarchs depend upon.]

One of the Milkweed's best customers.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

One of the Milkweed’s best customers. Photo by Thomas Peace 2015

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That impoverished soul…

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To be truly bankrupt is to lack compassion.

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[Bracket Fungi on an old, sawed, fallen tree trunk.]

Well stacked!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Well stacked! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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What motivates you?…

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What motivates you?  Is what motivates you rather ordinary, limited, and superficial… or is it something with tremendous depth?

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[A session (i.e., social gathering) of the Nature Appreciation Club.]

Nature Appreciation Club.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Nature Appreciation Club. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Space and time are one…

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A requisite attribute of time is distance.  A requisite attribute of thinking that you are separate from others is time.

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[The Ailanthus Webworm Moth thrives from spring through fall.  The caterpillars of the Ailanthus Webworm Moth spin loose cocoons low on the host plant.  There is one generation per year.]

Ailanthus Webworm Moth, eats foliage of deciduous trees and shrubs.  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Ailanthus Webworm Moth, eats foliage of deciduous trees and shrubs. Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Unfurling elephant, abstract seahorse, or expanding image that is not truly separate from what the present observer’s fern-like consciousness greenly consists of?

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.      Unfurling elephant, abstract seahorse, or expanding  image that is not truly separate from what the present observer’s fern-like consciousness greenly consists of?

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What U C is What U R!  Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

What U C is What U R! Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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To observe directly without deluding oneself with false images and beliefs is rare in this world… and is wisdom in action.

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.     To observe directly without deluding oneself with false images and beliefs is rare in this world… and is wisdom in action.

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Open wide, far beyond common, limited awareness!  ... photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Open wide, far beyond common, limited awareness! … photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. — Oscar Wilde

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.     Keep love in your heart.  A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead.

.     — Oscar Wilde

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Explosion of compassion!... photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Explosion of compassion!… photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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Many, in the orchestra of life, are not harmonious (i.e., they are violent), but some are an ensemble of goodness and true order.

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.     Many, in the orchestra of life, are not harmonious (i.e., they are violent), but some are an ensemble of goodness and true order.

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Standing above society's masses... Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

Standing above society’s masses… Photo by Thomas Peace 2014

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What you see outside of you… you see (psychologically) inside of you…

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.     What you see outside of you… you see (psychologically) inside of you; the perceiver is not (psychologically) separate from his or her perceptions.  

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The Thunder: Perfect Mind is a part of the Nag Hammadi library that was discovered in an ancient earthenware jar in Nag Hammadi, in 1945. These were part of a collection of spiritual oriented texts written in ancient Greek and Coptic and buried around 400 CE. Many of the texts within the Nag Hammadi library “do not do much for me, personally”; but The Thunder: Perfect Mind certainly does.  I feel that it has some deep, profound wisdom within it.  Before the Bible was canonized and consequently most all the Nag Hammadi texts were banned, the texts in this collection were considered quite acceptable and devout Christians and spiritual seekers often owned copies. However, a political/hierarchy movement began in later Christianity to standardize Christian beliefs, which lead to the canonization of the Bible (by hierarchical authorities who wanted control and power). Therefore, these texts eventually became what may be considered unorthodox and heretical (by those who sought control and power). People who were appreciative of these texts were banned from the formal church; many were tortured and killed for being “heretical.”  However, Christ, within the so-called regular four gospels, uses some of the same sayings and images as The Thunder: Perfect Mind does.   Anyway, the text is worth a good read and, by the way, back in that era, “angel” could merely mean “messenger,” not necessarily some kind of being with feathers… (not that beings with feathers are bad).  I am also very appreciative of the Gospel of Thomas from the Nag Hammadi Library; portions of it are included within the book I have written, and many of the best biblical scholars state that it likely comes closer to the historical Christ than any other text (including the four canonical gospels).

The Nag Hammadi Library

The Thunder, Perfect Mind


Translated by George W. MacRae

I was sent forth from the power,
and I have come to those who reflect upon me,
and I have been found among those who seek after me.
Look upon me, you who reflect upon me,
and you hearers, hear me.
You who are waiting for me, take me to yourselves.
And do not banish me from your sight.
And do not make your voice hate me, nor your hearing.
Do not be ignorant of me anywhere or any time. Be on your guard!
Do not be ignorant of me.
For I am the first and the last.
I am the honored one and the scorned one.
I am the whore and the holy one.
I am the wife and the virgin.
I am <the mother> and the daughter.
I am the members of my mother.
I am the barren one
and many are her sons.
I am she whose wedding is great,
and I have not taken a husband.
I am the midwife and she who does not bear.
I am the solace of my labor pains.
I am the bride and the bridegroom,
and it is my husband who begot me.
I am the mother of my father
and the sister of my husband
and he is my offspring.
I am the slave of him who prepared me.
I am the ruler of my offspring.
But he is the one who begot me before the time on a birthday.
And he is my offspring in (due) time,
and my power is from him.
I am the staff of his power in his youth,
and he is the rod of my old age.
And whatever he wills happens to me.
I am the silence that is incomprehensible
and the idea whose remembrance is frequent.
I am the voice whose sound is manifold
and the word whose appearance is multiple.
I am the utterance of my name.
Why, you who hate me, do you love me,
and hate those who love me?
You who deny me, confess me,
and you who confess me, deny me.
You who tell the truth about me, lie about me,
and you who have lied about me, tell the truth about me.
You who know me, be ignorant of me,
and those who have not known me, let them know me.
For I am knowledge and ignorance.
I am shame and boldness.
I am shameless; I am ashamed.
I am strength and I am fear.
I am war and peace.
Give heed to me.
I am the one who is disgraced and the great one.
Give heed to my poverty and my wealth.
Do not be arrogant to me when I am cast out upon the earth,
and you will find me in those that are to come.
And do not look upon me on the dung-heap
nor go and leave me cast out,
and you will find me in the kingdoms.
And do not look upon me when I am cast out among those who
are disgraced and in the least places,
nor laugh at me.
And do not cast me out among those who are slain in violence.
But I, I am compassionate and I am cruel.
Be on your guard!
Do not hate my obedience
and do not love my self-control.
In my weakness, do not forsake me,
and do not be afraid of my power.
For why do you despise my fear
and curse my pride?
But I am she who exists in all fears
and strength in trembling.
I am she who is weak,
and I am well in a pleasant place.
I am senseless and I am wise.
Why have you hated me in your counsels?
For I shall be silent among those who are silent,
and I shall appear and speak,
Why then have you hated me, you Greeks?
Because I am a barbarian among the barbarians?
For I am the wisdom of the Greeks
and the knowledge of the barbarians.
I am the judgement of the Greeks and of the barbarians.
I am the one whose image is great in Egypt
and the one who has no image among the barbarians.
I am the one who has been hated everywhere
and who has been loved everywhere.
I am the one whom they call Life,
and you have called Death.
I am the one whom they call Law,
and you have called Lawlessness.
I am the one whom you have pursued,
and I am the one whom you have seized.
I am the one whom you have scattered,
and you have gathered me together.
I am the one before whom you have been ashamed,
and you have been shameless to me.
I am she who does not keep festival,
and I am she whose festivals are many.
I, I am godless,
and I am the one whose God is great.
I am the one whom you have reflected upon,
and you have scorned me.
I am unlearned,
and they learn from me.
I am the one that you have despised,
and you reflect upon me.
I am the one whom you have hidden from,
and you appear to me.
But whenever you hide yourselves,
I myself will appear.
For whenever you appear,
I myself will hide from you.
Those who have […] to it […] senselessly […].
Take me [… understanding] from grief.
and take me to yourselves from understanding and grief.
And take me to yourselves from places that are ugly and in ruin,
and rob from those which are good even though in ugliness.
Out of shame, take me to yourselves shamelessly;
and out of shamelessness and shame,
upbraid my members in yourselves.
And come forward to me, you who know me
and you who know my members,
and establish the great ones among the small first creatures.
Come forward to childhood,
and do not despise it because it is small and it is little.
And do not turn away greatnesses in some parts from the smallnesses,
for the smallnesses are known from the greatnesses.
Why do you curse me and honor me?
You have wounded and you have had mercy.
Do not separate me from the first ones whom you have known.
And do not cast anyone out nor turn anyone away
[…] turn you away and [… know] him not.
[…].
What is mine […].
I know the first ones and those after them know me.
But I am the mind of […] and the rest of […].
I am the knowledge of my inquiry,
and the finding of those who seek after me,
and the command of those who ask of me,
and the power of the powers in my knowledge
of the angels, who have been sent at my word,
and of gods in their seasons by my counsel,
and of spirits of every man who exists with me,
and of women who dwell within me.
I am the one who is honored, and who is praised,
and who is despised scornfully.
I am peace,
and war has come because of me.
And I am an alien and a citizen.
I am the substance and the one who has no substance.
Those who are without association with me are ignorant of me,
and those who are in my substance are the ones who know me.
Those who are close to me have been ignorant of me,
and those who are far away from me are the ones who have known me.
On the day when I am close to you, you are far away from me,
and on the day when I am far away from you, I am close to you.
[I am …] within.
[I am …] of the natures.
I am […] of the creation of the spirits.
[…] request of the souls.
I am control and the uncontrollable.
I am the union and the dissolution.
I am the abiding and I am the dissolution.
I am the one below,
and they come up to me.
I am the judgment and the acquittal.
I, I am sinless,
and the root of sin derives from me.
I am lust in (outward) appearance,
and interior self-control exists within me.
I am the hearing which is attainable to everyone
and the speech which cannot be grasped.
I am a mute who does not speak,
and great is my multitude of words.
Hear me in gentleness, and learn of me in roughness.
I am she who cries out,
and I am cast forth upon the face of the earth.
I prepare the bread and my mind within.
I am the knowledge of my name.
I am the one who cries out,
and I listen.
I appear and […] walk in […] seal of my […].
I am […] the defense […].
I am the one who is called Truth
and iniquity […].
You honor me […] and you whisper against me.
You who are vanquished, judge them (who vanquish you)
before they give judgment against you,
because the judge and partiality exist in you.
If you are condemned by this one, who will acquit you?
Or, if you are acquitted by him, who will be able to detain you?
For what is inside of you is what is outside of you,
and the one who fashions you on the outside
is the one who shaped the inside of you.
And what you see outside of you, you see inside of you;
it is visible and it is your garment.
Hear me, you hearers
and learn of my words, you who know me.
I am the hearing that is attainable to everything;
I am the speech that cannot be grasped.
I am the name of the sound
and the sound of the name.
I am the sign of the letter
and the designation of the division.
And I […].
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[…] light […].
[…] hearers […] to you
[…] the great power.
And […] will not move the name.
[…] to the one who created me.
And I will speak his name.
Look then at his words
and all the writings which have been completed.
Give heed then, you hearers
and you also, the angels and those who have been sent,
and you spirits who have arisen from the dead.
For I am the one who alone exists,
and I have no one who will judge me.
For many are the pleasant forms which exist in numerous sins,
and incontinencies,
and disgraceful passions,
and fleeting pleasures,
which (men) embrace until they become sober
and go up to their resting place.
And they will find me there,
and they will live,
and they will not die again.
         Selection made from James M. Robinson, ed., The Nag Hammadi Library, revised edition. HarperCollins, San Francisco, 1990.

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Thunder: Perfect Mind by Thomas Peace 2013

Thunder: Perfect Mind by Thomas Peace 2013

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Don’t follow anybody…

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.    We’ve followed leaders for millions of years… and look where it has gotten us!  Don’t follow anybody, neither politically nor religiously.  So many of us drift through life, needing to be lead.  A person who needs to be lead is an insecure person, much like a shadow.  (We are not advocating some kind of crazy anarchy!)

A true democracy is one which exists beyond dogmatic leaders.  In such a society, people could vote, referendum style, on key issues periodically, through the usage of, for instance, computers.  Instead of having stuffy, life-long political barons, we could (jury-duty style) have responsible people work in groups of 12 (or thereabouts) to, on a temporary, rotating basis,  regulate and coordinate the voting and election results; that would be a true democracy (and no “politicians,” no feigning baby-kissers nor totalitarians need be involved).

Religiously, so many of us, too, want to be lead.  But is true religion what one can be lead in?  You can be lead to a dead thing.  But you cannot be lead to a dynamic, truly living (non-stagnant) thing.  It may very well be that the truly sacred is not what any concocted, fabricated, man-made path can lead to.  However, so many of us stay on our separate, fabricated, traditional paths (that were handed down to us like a pair of old pants).  In a separate path, one easily looks at others (who are not in it) with an air of superiority and separation.  The truly sacred may not be what can be touched by what remains in isolated groups, which separate themselves from other groups (causing more friction and division in the world).  So many of us want to be where we can easily be “told.”  But if truth is never merely second-hand… it cannot ever merely be told from one to another; being told is receiving something in a second-hand way; real truth is never second- hand.  Shadows are second-hand.  It may be that one has to discover it (i.e., truth) anew (freshly and directly) for oneself each and every moment.  

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from Stephen Crane:

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A learned man came to me once.

He said, “I know the way, — come.”

And I was overjoyed at this.

Together we hastened.

Soon, too soon, were we

Where my eyes were useless,

And I knew not the ways of my feet.

I clung to the hand of my friend;

But at last he cried: “I am lost.”

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Wild Flowers by Thomas Peace 2013

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What I think about Gay people…

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Not to stereotype… but the following is what I think about Gay people.

First off, let me inform you that I am completely “straight.”  I am male and I have a female wife.  I have always been straight… and I’m sure I’ll happily remain that way.

I’ve had tropical fish and parrots, as pets, for many years.  Years ago, I met someone who shared his home with many parrots.  He had a lot of breeding pairs — really cared for his many bird-friends — and was really fond of animals of all types.  He was a real lover of nature.  He went by the name of Buddy.  Buddy became one of my very best of friends.  As time went by, I learned that Buddy was gay.  He, in all the long time that I knew him, never tried to touch me inappropriately or in any sexual kind of way.  We hung out a lot together… and often talked about different kinds of animals and creatures; nature and wildlife was our real passion.

Buddy once confided, to me, about how difficult it was for his family (i.e., his parents and siblings) about accepting his “gayness.”  He, additionally, once said to me, “Who would ever choose to be gay?”  He said that nobody would choose to be different like that; that it was something that just “happens” (like biologically/physiologically).  I agreed with him; felt empathy for him; and continued to accept him as a true and splendid friend.

Unfortunately, Buddy did not see himself as positively as I did.  He was raised Roman Catholic and attended church on a weekly basis.  Buddy told me that what he was doing was a “sin”… and that, in a way, he was “wrong” and “evil.”  Following being told things like that from Buddy, I occasionally would tell him that what he was… was not in any way sinful, or wrong, or evil.  However, just like oodles of others, Buddy was ingrained by a traditional, doctrine-oriented, obsolete system run by antiquated, old-fogeyish men.  My words fell on deaf ears.  To his mind, I was no longer a “believer.”   So my words carried little weight.

Once, we went together (to a distant large town) to a huge convention —  with many people attending — on parrots.  Buddy invited me to stay overnight at his friend’s house (while we were there).  He assured me that there would be no interference with my privacy.  I agreed, and — though I  had a room all to myself, with the door closed — I just could not sleep that night.  Something, deep down and rather unconscious, would not let me sleep.  Nothing happened that night, of course, and I could have slept just fine.  I’m sure that Buddy had a great time with his friend.  (My lack of sleep was something to laugh about the next day.)  At the large (all day) convention, which was about parrots, they served “grouse” for lunch; each plate had a whole bird sitting there in front of each in attendance…(except, fortunately, for me… I’m a vegetarian)!  That meal was ludicrous!  Who planned that, one wonders!  We laughed about it all the way home!  🙂

Ever since I was a young child, I’ve had tropical fish.  Angel fish, which I’ve occasionally gotten eggs and babies from, mate for life.  Once in a while, I noticed, two males or two females would become mates.  These fish were not “swayed” by deviant other fish who “taught them deviant ways”!  It was just some biological/physiological phenomenon that naturally happened now and then.  (Like it or not, we, all land-dwelling vertebrates, evolved from fish… fish like Osteolepis.)

One day, they found Buddy dead in his back yard. This, by the way, happened years ago.  It was a heart related cause of death.  One wonders if stress played a role in his untimely demise.  If he had more acceptance, from others, about his “condition that wasn’t a condition”… maybe he would have lived a lot longer and a lot happier.

I am so glad that I still am not a follower of those old-fogeyish men with their pointed, fancy caps and their fancy robes and buildings.  I am glad that I was supportive of Buddy… and that I often said positive things about his lifestyle (that he didn’t choose).

One of my sister-in-laws is gay.  She is married to another woman.  My wife’s family, at first, had a bit of a difficult time with it.  But now they are very accepting and understanding about it.  I, from the get-go, did not have any problem with it; to me, at the time, the difficulty that others were having about it seemed to be rather nonsensical and silly.  That sister-in-law — I have six others — happens to be one of my very favorite within the family.  She and her awesome spouse now have two wonderful children (by way of a sperm bank for the deposit).  They are the most splendid of parents… always fussing over their kids and taking them all over for learning and educational purposes.  You couldn’t find better parents!  Not only are they great parents, but they are kind, happy, considerate, warm human beings.  They are both teachers… and people in their community love them!

At the family Christmas party, a few days ago, (we had one of those later parties), I overheard one of the other sister-in-law’s kids say to the girl of the twins, “Why don’t you have a father like the rest of us do?  Isn’t that very odd?”  She said it in a kind of half mocking, half despising way.  I plan on asking my gay sister-in-law for permission to briefly talk to her two children about their parents.  I want to tell them that my so-called normal parents were often very cruel and uncaring.  My mother often asked me (as a child) to talk her out of suicide and my father was psychologically and physically abusive.  I used to fear for my life (while living at home as a young child).  I would like to tell my “favorite sister-in-law’s” children just how amazingly lucky they are… and how they need not ever be embarrassed or ashamed.  Many (far too many) so-called “normal” parents leave a lot to be desired!

Some final comments:  There is one thing that I do disapprove of.  It is those authoritative, dictatorial, hierarchical, orthodox, old men with the pointy hats having their way with little children, while the system tidily covers things up.  They are the ones that are truly the danger.

Walt Whitman, one of the most sagacious of poets — and I have some of his insightful, witty poems within my book — was probably gay (as indicated by many biographers).  He was no follower of any rigid, antiquated system; he walked robustly and solidly… content and more than pleased with himself!

[from Walt Whitman:

Do you suppose you have a right to a good sight, and he or she has no right to a sight?   Do you think matter has cohered together from its diffuse float, and the soil is on the surface, and water runs and vegetation sprouts, for you only, and not for him and her?]

The following bird is beautiful… but its beauty can never approach the deep beauty of someone who, without harming others, has profound and wise acceptance for the way he or she really (intrinsically) is.

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Photo below… by Thomas Peace (Left click on the photo to see it enlarged; left click on the “middle” of it again if you wish to enlarge it more; hit left return-arrows, once or twice, to return.)

Photo of Scarlet by Thomas Peace c.2013

Photo of Scarlet by Thomas Peace c.2013

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On looking at life anew…

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Life involves much more than having many symbols (i.e., thoughts) about it.  Many of us go through life looking at everything through a screen of symbols and images.  We recognize things merely via these symbols and images (that we were taught).  To look freshly — without all of these blasé, worn-out images — is to really live.  Otherwise, one is merely looking through (and with) the old, dead known.  Direct, youthful observation only takes place without the contaminated past interfering.  Such observation is, in itself, alive and free.

Structured and “learned” observation is never really of freedom; it is never implicitly free.  Many merely look via the ways and modes that they were “taught” to look.  Little wonder, then, why so many become bored, weary, melancholy, and depressed.  They are not looking with what is joyous, fresh, alive, and spontaneous; they are looking with what is old, stored, categorized, and of the past.  The beauty of existence and life is in its spontaneity and “nowness”… not in a remembrance of what “was before.”  Go beyond what all the pundits have taught you.  Go beyond what you stored and accumulated.  Leave the dead past and perceive freshly in the “now.”

The next time you see the beauty of an animal, or a face, (or a tree)… please do not merely look at it via labels, classified-learned patterns, formulated systems, and antiquated memories.  Please do not merely look with a lot of that “learned space” that exists between the perceiver and what is being perceived.  Without all that baggage, maybe (if you’re lucky) you’ll actually be in relationship with what is observed.

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“Beyond Labels”…   pic by Thomas Peace (Left click on the photo and scroll down to see it enlarged; left click on the “middle” of it again to enlarge it more; hit left return-arrows, twice, to return.)

"Beyond Labels" photo by Thomas Peace

“Beyond Labels” photo by Thomas Peace

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Memory is Always Old…

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Memory is always old and of “the past.”  It involves symbolic images and words in a recollection of past occurrences, past things, past events, and past experiences.  Memory is usually heavily conditioned by the learned patterns that society has shaped within us.  The memory bank is an accumulation of these past (learned) things and past experiences. Things are categorized within us, according to how we’ve been taught.  We often merely see things through a process that is dictated through the learned screen of memory. Recognition is often largely memory reinforcing itself.  Being more than something that is second-hand… involves going beyond all this in a fundamental way.

This arrangement (of memories) can become rearranged (and reshuffled) and, in having done so, relatively new things and ideas can become established.  Such a rearrangement can either be very beneficial (to life on earth) or not very beneficial, or somewhere in between.  People come up with all kinds of ways to “sell” or “profit from” their ideas.  This profitability either is motivated to benefit the self or to benefit humanity and life (or both); oftentimes it lies somewhere in between.  A truly wise man, however, deeply perceives that the self is not, in truth, separate from the rest of humanity (and life).  Such a person’s motivation may not lie within what was merely learned via past experiences and via various types of stored memory.  This is because real insight can spring into existence (in a serious person) regardless of what past memories and experiences existed previously.

Deep and profound insight cannot be purposefully brought about by any method, system, or procedure.  Otherwise such insight would merely be the formulations of (or partially formulated by) a plan.  Planning takes time, and deep insight exists beyond the realm of what can be concocted in time.  True insight is timeless.  It is a profound, spontaneous explosion beyond what one had learned or experienced via memory. The profundity of insight can (out of compassion) shape someone’s memory; but one’s memory can never shape, fabricate, or bring about true insight.  The mechanism of memory (as the thinking process) must end (for deep insight to take place).  This ending, of course, cannot come about via any contrived process, procedure, or devised strategy.  An ending resultant from some kind of blueprint is a mechanically formulated effect… which is not, truly, an ending.  If the cause involves “plotting” and “calculation”… the end will be also be rather ordinary, near-predictable, and mundane.  Most people were taught that “ending,” for them, is something that is “not good.”  However, ending “psychologically” may not, at all, be deleterious.  Most people endlessly cling to (their) memory.  (That is what they were taught… and that is what they have absorbed; that is what they continually function as.)

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Insects and flowers have always had a symbiotic relationship with each other.  The flower feeds the insects and the insects help pollinate, clean, and protect the flower.

Photo of ant on a lily flower by Thomas Peace c. 2012:

[Left click on the photo to see a larger version… then left click on the “center” of it again (up to 2 times) to expand it further; hit left “arrows” to return.]

Ant on Lily by Thomas Peace c. 2012

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In Memory of Those Budding Children who faded today…

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In Memory of those Budding Children who faded today…

They were beautifully blossoming… and such precious flower buds should never be overshadowed or clipped.

(An insane madman, of darkness, did some ignorant overshadowing.)

from Emily Dickinson:

On such a night, or such a night,
Would anybody care
If such a little figure
Slipped quiet from its chair —

So quiet — Oh how quiet,
That nobody might know
But that the little figure
Rocked softer — to and fro —

On such a dawn, or such a dawn —
Would anybody sigh
That such a little figure
Too sound asleep did lie

For Chanticleer to wake it —
Or stirring house below —
Or giddy bird in orchard —
Or early task to do?

There was a little figure plump
For every little knoll —
Busy needles, and spools of thread —
And trudging feet from school —

Playmates, and holidays, and nuts —
And visions vast and small —
Strange that the feet so precious charged
Should reach so small a goal!

Katy and her blossoming flowers...Thomas Peace c. 2012

Katy and her blossoming flowers…
Thomas Peace c. 2012

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Beyond the Orthodox

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Love and be the whole miracle of life… not limited, dead concepts and systems.

Intelligence goes beyond the boundaries of “them” and “us” and dissolves them forever.

It is easy to get lost in the shuffle.

A passionless mind is dead before it ever gets to the grave.

Anything, even a heartless machine, can exist as what it was programmed to exist as.

Separation (from others, for instance) is as a death.

You are responsible for the whole of life, because the whole of life is you.

True beginnings are entwined with (and engaged to) true endings.

The book, which I recently wrote, cannot fail, because even if you do not like it (which is highly unlikely)… it will have succeeded; it can only fail if you think that it is of the “languid orthodox” and that it is cherished by the “numb status quo”… and that cannot ever happen.

Regarding what most of the ungracious masses of separative people have unceasingly clung to:                              it doesn’t ring true.

Fly like a free Swallowtail…  please do not cling to the stagnant flypaper of orthodoxy along with so many others.

Regarding my (i.e.,Thomas Peace’s) book please click on:  www.eternalfountainofyouth.com

from Emily Dickinson:

THE BUTTERFLY upon the Sky,
That doesn’t know its Name
And hasn’t any tax to pay
And hasn’t any Home
Is just as high as you and I,
And higher, I believe,
So soar away and never sigh
And that’s the way to grieve —
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Macro-photography pic taken by Thomas Peace:

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Holistic Truth

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I feel that what is important in life… is understanding.  For understanding is life, not something divorced from it.  If you merely look in a second-hand way — that is, according to accumulations and formulated systems/patterns that were handed down to you — then you likely will be far from being a mind that is truly alive and supple.  What is truly alive and supple is not ever the result of rigid, traditional, habitual formulations.  If you follow a rigid, fixed path… you might find comfort, but you will not be what directly perceives truth, and you likely will not be what discovers deep mystery.  That deep mystery is too alive and unconstrained to be able to be touched by what is second-hand, premeditated, and stale. No dead, fabricated path can lead to (or hold) what is true and what is truly living.

Please read my new book, but please do not cling to it.  People who cling to books, to systems, to traditions, to methodologies (in the realm of the psychological and spiritual) are often like flies that get stuck onto stagnant flypaper.  They end up being embedded in the conclusions of others, and there they are forever stuck… not ever realizing, for themselves, what true freedom is.  So please do not turn my book into something to cling to and to help one become “stuck” (to conclusions about life).  Please use my book as a tool for questioning.  Question yourself about how others may have indoctrinated you and molded you to become part of what is rigid, second-hand, and obsolete.

Please wisely go beyond my book and beyond me.  I, Thomas Peace, am not what is important and I am not what you need to focus on.  You are what is important… and you may be so much more than what the supposedly sophisticated intellectuals have told you what you are.  Please go beyond what the cultural pundits have shoveled to you.  Please share my book with others… not to get them to come to presumptions… not to affix more humdrum ideas into their minds — and, it seems, most all the orthodox ideas are rather “humdrum” — but to invite them to prudently question things for themselves.  This questioning may help them to live peacefully and holistically beyond dead conceptualizations, and to fly free (from being secure in the wretched, flat flypaper of stale conclusions).  Please learn, for yourself (and not merely from others) about soaring and flying in true freedom.  Please do not remain embedded in the old, humdrum patterns that the languid status quo adheres to.

Discover my book at www.eternalfountainofyouth.com

It can also be found by searching for it (via the book’s title) on Amazon.com

In an indirect way, it may be like drinking directly from the Grail cup itself.