The Indifferent Moment

Once conceived

What's focused on

Can be achieved;

Positive or negative

Are simply opposite positions,

Don't be deceived,

Where your attention is

Doesn't even have to be

Joyously Believed! 

What's acknowledged

Becomes reality

Emotional attachment

Like a hook of intent

Makes Conception an inevitability . . .

. . and so,

The Moment Unfolds

Indifferently.

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Okey, be warned . . the truth may hurt, but the moment is totally indifferent, it simply unfolds accordingly; meaning? Well, what one has in one's life, right now, is what one has acknowledged to oneself that one is truly worthy of.

You can't fool consciousness (The Moment), it simply unfolds according to what you 'believe' or 'acknowledge' to be real or true for you. It will unfold as your greatest fears (regardless of all your protestations to the contrary), if those fears are greater than your greatest desires; therefore your fears will manifest!

"What you acknowledge is what you get!" 

. . . There's no escape clause here . . . 

Think About It!

The 

Secret 

is 

Not 

To 

Negate Thought, 

but to 

be 

Totally Aware

of all 

Aspects 

of 

Thought.

1Thought2Many?

Bear Judgement

If 

you stop 

Judging others 

. . . maybe . . . 

you'll find the time 

to 

take a close look 

at 

Yourself.

Not that I'm judging anyone here!

1JudgementalYogi2Judge?

Don't judge this Yogi's dancing

too quickly, after all, 

he's got Bear feet!

All Those Seeking New Shoes Follow Me This Way . . .

If

You

were an 

Enlightened Shoe

Which 

Path 

Would you advise me to

Tread 

to 

Become 

Enlightened?

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Touché

Circumstances 

can be 

Worked Around 

only 

if 

Two People 

Love 

and 

Care 

Enough 

to 

do so.

1Touché2Many?

***

Dictionary Corner:

 tou·ché   [too-shey]

interjection

1. Fencing . (an expression used to indicate a hit or touch.)

2. An expression used for acknowledging a telling remark or rejoinder. 

Play It Again Yogi

Each of us 

is 

simply a tune 

being played on an instrument. 

Each instrument 

is 

perfect, 

and yet unique 

and 

beautiful;

its 

Wonderful. 

There 

is 

no right or wrong, 

and 

no good or bad,

about the tunes each of us 

is 

Playing.

The 

Tune

is

what

is.


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Followers?

You 

Had better 

Stop following me 

Girls & Guys 

As . . .

1YogiCat2Follow?

Meaningful Realisation

The

Purpose

or

Meaning

of

Life

... is ...

To

Realise

The

Purpose

or

Meaning

of

Life.

The

Irony

is . . .

. . . there is

No

Purpose

or

Meaning

to

Realise!

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The Wise Woman's Stone

A wise woman who was travelling in the mountains found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveller who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveller saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveller left, rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But a few days later he came back to return the stone to the wise woman.

"I've been thinking," he said, "I know how valuable the stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me the stone."

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. . . from a Centred Self . . .

Present Moment
Portal to The Great Integrity;
Divine Eternal Being
Within me.
Deeper than
Myself's Horizontal actuality,
Profound depth
Descending Vertically,
Direct line to
Heaven's Principality
From which
Life unfolds infallibly,
In The Moment
Providing Abundantly.

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Torn Asunder

Distant houses vanish into this misty morn
Trill song of the Blackbird is beautifully born
Hum of motorway traffic Trundles along
Crow joining in with it's Raucous song
Leaf, unnoticed, flutters gently asunder,
From life's Branch it is Torn.

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Ch, Ch, Ch . . Changes!

Would Time really Change me

If I could Trace Time,

What am I meant to be,

Surely what I am is just fine?

I've always been this

Eternal Bliss

Underneath Living's infernal 

Ability to Miss . . 

. . Reality!

YES

That's

. . . me . . .

The

Reality

of 

Nothingness

. . . unfolding . . .

As

What

Is.

Did you miss me?

I'm you in disguise

As another 

Man,

Woman,

Child

. . . look beyond . . .

Time

And what does 

One

Find?

One

Finds

The Eternal Moment

Sublime!

1.The Eternal Moment 2.Time 3.Conditioning 4.Separation 5.Conflict . . . 

***

"Time may change me, but I can't trace time", the lyrics of the David Bowie song Changes . . .

. . these lyrics just came to me and I found myself writing the above poem: C'est la vie!

The Person, the Personality, is the Mask of Pretence!

Q. Who, or what, am I?  

A. I, the reader, am that which comes first . . .

. . and that isn't the chicken or the egg! Only in the realisation of this one Eternal Moment can one move beyond the polarities of the past and future, neither of which exist In Reality, because reality is timeless! The reader of these words is that reality, that timelessness . . This Eternal Moment.

. . . and that's the end of Conditioning, the end of Separation and the end of Conflict as a way of life . . .