The Death of Mr. Schemer

I

Found
My

Awakening

to

Simply

be,

a

Beginning,

a

Flowering

of

. . . Divinity . . .

Truth

was

. . . blossoming . . .

I

Was

Unfolding.

Eventually

I

Realised

that

I

was

. . . Not . . .

Emerging

from a

. . . Dream . . .

I
Discovered

that

I
am

Reality,

The

Real

I

Resides

here,

. . . Perfectly . . .

Existence,

you see,

is just my

. . . Actuality . . .

Yes,

It's

Actually

Happening

from

Inside of

Me . . .

. . . manifesting,

from within,

. . . externally . . .

The

Illusion

is the

Conditioned Self,

The

Personality;

. . . the dreamer . . .

The

One

who thinks

Discursively,

Reacting Emotively,

. . . it is egotistically deluded . . .

. . . for . . .

When
I

Separated

from the

Dreamer,

. . . the dream concluded . . .

No

More

cunning,

Clever

Mr. Schemer!

And,

. . . Now . . .

In
This
Moment

What

Remains

?

The real ‘I’.

The still mind.

A body in existence.

. . . being . . .

And

That is

The End

of

The Scheming Self's

Resistance.

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