Opening and closing
It might arise that
There is no gap
Between opening
And closing..
No gap
No two...
Finding a story
To be a story
Is the peace
Seeming to be
Hiding in all
Stories..
You are a story
As am I
As are words
And words
Combined..
Controversies
Involve the location of
Consciousness in the
Brain or on the outside..
A confrontation
Apparently lodged in
A swirl of separation..
And perhaps awaiting
The peaceful arising:
Inside and outside are
Not separated...
Not knowing is
The emptiness of
Knowing..yet
There seems that
There is knowing
Of the words used
In the telling..
Seeking a fix:
Erasing the words
Is another story
Using more words..
Oh well...
Timelessness
Permanence
Without movement
And as movement..
Timelessly it's
What's happening...
Not
A word pointing
To the emptiness of
Seeming things...
Seemingly
A pattern is formed
And named..
Some say projection
Others observation..
Or the thought arises:
Not-two appears as
Patterns
Projections
Observations...
No self
No separate self
No autonomous self
No individual
No separation..
That seems to be
A bridge too far
For the searcher
On a path and
Retaining the self..
It's the story
Of the persistence
Of a belief in
Separation...
Autumn
Appears and
Seems as a season
Between two seasons..
Yet the appearance
Of colors and pumpkins
Is instantaneous as are
The mappings of the
Seasons...
Simply not-two
Modifies not-two
While not-two
Points to no
Modification..
Yet not-two may
Appear as
Simply not-two and
As pointing to
No modification..😁
Assuming a future
The evidence is in
Preparation for the future
Is well advised..
Although the future
Will likely be different
Than visualized..
This old prescription is
Often repeated which
When appearing empty
Reflects no freedom
And no bondage...
No-separation
Cannot be illustrated
An attempt to illustrate
Finds separation..
Yet all illustrations are
Already not separated
As is this story...
Life and death
Are not two..
Life is emptiness
That's the paradox
For the searcher..
Night and day
Darkness and light
Black holes and
Universes..all
Of the same cloth...
Observing
And projecting
Are not two..
Emptiness appears
As projecting
As observing...
Wholeness
May appear as
A number of
Pathways to
Fulfill a desire
To return home..
Yet the desire
Is another name
For home...
Sameness
May sound boring
Yet when sameness
Declares its colors
And forms..this
Story of boredom
May conclude...