Category — Anger

no  matter

where you are

no matter where you think you are

no matter what you believe yourself to believe

in matter

in thought

which is matter

there is

presence

in

all things

the ever knowing

You

This is the coming season

where faith and reason collide

where lonely hearts spill out on to the streets and howl

where crucifixtion kits are sold in every home improvement store

and in the form of something that you really need

in the quietness of gaps that emerge due to crowds

a miracle of rebirth dwells

a season to be jolly

not in things or trinkets

or bright lights or ginger biscuits

but in

the gaps that emerge due to crowds

spatial awakening

look and see

if you want a miracle

be the one you are

1

Benjamin Franklin would have been refused credit

so would Plato too,

Socrates, Wagner and Schiller

Mahler, most certainly Mozart

unacceptable credit risks

St Francis having no real assets

would be dismissed

George Washington

Marqui de Sade or Rocheford,

Duke of Wellington, Napoleon

too,

Balachine, Gorky

Kafka

Credit

belongs

to

those

whose heaven is on earth

covered up by concrete

cemented by debt

2

anger is the most communicable disease

of the politically correct community

if you want to be truly authentic

know where your anger

arises from.

heal it and move on

know where your greed arises from

heal it and move on

know where your lust in all its forms arises from

heal it and move on

3

my time here is over

i have moved on

4

karma is intentional action, thought and deed

free yourself from ignorance to understand full intention

love all things

5

look into the noise of life

and hear the silence

the music

the light

the rushing of

the Way

All loss is the loss of

the psyche’s imagining

all gain is the gain of the psyche’s grasping

the psyche is the shadow and the light of this world

inbetween the psyche and the greater consciousness

is the twilight of becoming

the metaphysical realm of possibilities

Ever since Heaven made cutbacks on its budget

the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

have had to take public transport

(it was mentioned at a policy meeting that they would lose the Public Relations impact)

and gender issues have arisen so

now they are known

as the  Four Horsepeople

of a Possible Near Extinction Event

Political Correctness

was invented by the Devil

who attends

an anger management group

for the dammned

run by

an angel that used to be a social worker

and no one understands

the strategy he has planned

a thousand proclaimers

warn the people of things

to come

but do not look

at the ancient teacher

beneath their feet

I was asked once ,

‘what do you believe?’

My reply was and is

‘I believe in the eternal that dwells in the human state,

the movement of consciousness

of clear light and slowness

of the everchanging

and the unspoken path

that dwells in every being

that lives in the ten worlds

and beyond,

in the simple

and the profound’

having found my answers unacceptable

confusion reigned

its natural

Political Correctness

is political control

it is surveillance

of the individual

without the cameras

The time will come

when even an atheist will be

crucified for such a belief

a hindu and a jain,

a buddhist and a druze

a christian and a communist

will all be held in contempt

of the state

it is said the devil is in the details

he once told me that he is just misunderstood

and god feels like that too

well, i said both of you are just

bit players in the drama of time

both of you concerned

with political correctness

but then both of you are related

devil and god

but both of you forget

that life is not about the outcome

but the attempt

there is no fall or rise

no sanctuary or prize

the spirit is self realising

and that is the

only truth and deities, leaders

and those who want control are terrified

of that, of

the story tellers and the poets

the magic people and the inbetween walkers

the mountain holders

and stone collectors

they do not conform

to the supermarket stacking

of political correctness

I have seen the face of war

and know the haunting

rush of meaning as it trickles with the blood

in dying moments

people see the truth

of their own divine humanity

and reject

all constraints

as they look

into the clear light

and go beyond the whisperings

of gods or politicians

to ride the note of a flute

to their true home

only to stay awhile before returning

Seeking, trying to find meaning, healing, loving, having a perfect life

comsuming, been Green and kinder, softer but blinder

in a rush but not knowing why, seeking , sensing, desiring

finding connection, establishing foundations

settling down.. these are some of the demands of the modern world

but they are not a modern life,

life makes its own path,

society creates false visions of it

life is complete in itself

if you can pause, and lowering your defenses

stop to receive the immensity of it

life offers us all that we need

not what we should consume

economic theories have infiltrated the beliefs of personality and identity

money and ethics have become intertwined

yet a flower or a raindrop, a mountain or a weed

they are complete in themselves and are nothing more than what they are

and yet by been just themselves, link one to the other

pause to receive life’s immensity and fecund gifts

then you will discover that when things are brought back to basics

they all come down to thankfulness 

ONE:

Wisdom has a sadness of its own, pensive like a cello playing in a soft snow fall

Compassion holds a knowingness that looks into all things with an unblinking eye

Anger seeks to include everyone in its rage of ignorance and self-defeat,

Greed seeks solace in having all it can to bury the oncoming fear

Lust craves a chance at halting mortality and believes in the tempoary as real

Illumination lights only what needs to be illuminated for the awakening of the Self happens in the dark

Loss and learning go together, and love and liberation are good friends.

TWO:

Love was within us before we came and went, love was in the first cosmic form
and fell in the first rainfall, love was within us and will be when we forget that we once dwelt
upon the Earth, love was within the first rising spark of Wisdom and the clear sight of Compassion
and Love took the journey willingly into the dark matter and confusion of the temporal world in order
to evolve back to its own recognition again.

THREE:

The human race is a pathway in which Love plies its course,
a river that flows through time and space
creating diversity and matter, consciousness and place,
perception and awakening and the nature of living light
Love has made the chance for Life
when it embraced itself openly with Light,

for Love and Life make Light and from that all things are:

for in Light, Consciousness takes form

shrouding Love’s constant breath
and in that come the two eternal seasons, mortal life and mortal death
two great teachings of Love and Light
by which the Cosmos and Consciousness descend and create form

1

Take A Walk Across the Land

Take a walk across the land,

or down the street, extend your hands,

feel the human pulse in all that is there

step back do you feel fear?

Take a walk across your life, or down the memories that make

the landscapes in your mind, through the crowded market place of emotions

and through the long rememberings of the longing heart,

extend you hands

..feel the human pulse in all that is there…

do you feel love?

I have flown the world on the sound of a single note from my heart,

the pure sound of sitar and guitar on the first morning light

2

The Sound of a Single Note

Each of us remains too frightened in our daily lives,

I have flown the world on the sound of a single note from my heart,

the pure sound of sitar and guitar on the first morning light

there are harmonic rhapsodies in the faces of love and fear,

call to them,

like the Pied Piper of Hamlyn

or the Snake Charmer of Lucknapoor ,

they will come scuttling to the tune,

fear comes like a horde of rats

because fear is stronger in a crowd and more curious,

love will come willingly for love is willing

and not because the piper calls but that

love knows that piper in order to heard needs to be followed

until the day that the piper casts the pipe away

Love and fear harmonic interplay

you can travel world on a single note

from future to the past and

the illusion of now

extend your hands and feel the human pulse

3

The Finder is Not the Knower

we are born to meander through the human pulse

in search of meaning and the celebration of our Self

If you seek to look for God or the answers to your life

stop and feel the human pulse

for all the names of God are found

in the human world in the beating heart and it essence

if you seek to be comforted, the comfort that is

within is to be reflected in the creation of friendship

if you seek for answers to your life then stop to know

the way of how you love and why you do

then give it up and you

will find the truth

whatever you may search for will be found

but on finding it then you must understand

understanding is the discoverer and explorer too

been the finder is not the knower

You may find God, You may find Meaning

You may find Love, You may find fame

Finding is not the Knowing

to know we must give up what we have found

to understand we must give up meaning

to have meaning we must give up all our prejudice

I have flown the world on the sound of a single note from my heart,

the pure sound of sitar and guitar on the first morning light

4

Unknown

In the world and in our heart there is the

divine, unknown, we seek to find a way to love

which will lead to us been known.

but all things return to the unknown

and the emergent

when you feel alone and lonely

separate and unknown

pause and offer up these states of being

as imperfect prayers to the unknown

and you will find that the

Cosmos and its Descent

will be falling within and up

bathing you in the Unknown

We are the Unknown

the lonely and the content

we are the journey and the last coin spent

we are the meaning and dreaming

and the reflections through human experience

I have flown the world on the sound of a single note from my heart,

the pure sound of sitar and guitar on the first morning light

5

What We Have Now is Also This

All is offering and acceptance

seeking its own delight

all our bitterness is a call for this

all our love and suffering too

what we have now is also this

what we seek is in the seeking

we fall in love with ourselves

this is what we seek

what we have now in the essence of our being

is what we had in the first impulse of our coming into being

we are reflections through human experience

I have flown the world on the sound of a single note from my heart,

the pure sound of sitar and guitar on the first morning light

6

With a Single Constant Breath Make Ourselves Again

Give up the patterns of your thoughts

the past, wherefores and whys

go beyond comparisons

beyond truth and lies

through the furnace of awakening

through the glamour of illusion

go beyond to

the one unspoken word

there is no this or that

there is no us or them

there is no good or bad

for the Cosmos and its Descent

only moves to find its way

a sunset and sunrise

a moonset and moonrise

fleeting light on fleeting lives

starlight, lovelight, carlights

there is

Awake and be kind to your heart

look out around you

to the mind field, that pattern which you call your life

there the mind field is a vast skein of light

harmonic interludes that create day, birth, night, death

and eternity

I have flown the world on the sound of a single note from my heart,

the pure sound of sitar and guitar on the first morning light

when the world is at last, swept away ,we will gather up the dust

and with a single constant breath

make our selves again in the image of our being

our creation will be

reflections through human and divine experience

Can you see yourself alone, in the company of your being,

beyond windswept lives and unlived dreams,

to a place where you stand unaided and strong,

with the Moon and Sun, Venus and Mercury under your feet?

Can you see yourself imagining life into being?

Can you see yourself as both child and parent,

as offspring of cognition and dreams?

Can you see yourself in the shopping mall as a bull fighter

against the raging minotaur inside of you and others?

It is not in the wide streets of our capitals

that the revolution of change will come,

but in the shopping malls

when consumers can no longer buy their crispy donughts,

or trinkets or lottery tickets,

or cheap knick-knacks, or food, or health or a favourite magazine…

…shopping malls have turned consumers into unknowing guerilla warfare experts

skilled in the art of self-deception and the need for fulfillment from things …

can you see your self calling for your real name to be revealed?

For Birth and Death to show you about Life?

Birth and Death are mere puntuation marks in a long sentence

enabling their readers to savour every word of Life

one word at a time,

there is no birth or death

only life

and life is a language

that all us will come to learn in time

can you see yourself imbuded with Life

no longer confused by birth nor death

two sides of the same window

can you see your Self looking through it

to what is on the other side?

Can you see your self not as others see you

but as your inner self does?

Don’t be in a rush to hurry to find the answer

follow each step and you will find

the trace

The world is made of crowds and all of them has a voice,

the crowd is made of men and women and children too

the world is made of crowds,

all trapped by the rumble of their voices and the toning of their phrases

can you count the voices?

Can you find one that calls for the crowds to give up their mental attachments

so each can become an individual..can you count the voices in your home,

your neighbourhood or town,

many say the same thing, many have nothing to say,

many do not know how to speak what is in their hearts,

many do not believe what their hearts have to say

can you count the voices?

On the first day and the last of humanity,

all will speak and every voice can be counted

not from judgement or destiny,

or a chosen few but because every heart will speak anew

can you count the voices a clock made of sound,

counting down counting up,

ticking, tocking

each voice a chime

count the voices and listen to those

that really speaking the language of the heart

for many speak the language of the world

which seemingly echoes the heart but has no foundation in the eternal

Listen, count the voices, are you one of them?

Speakers of the heart?