Walls Come Down

personal spiritual poetry

Monday, 4 January 2010

I see flying saucers
---and they are the eyes of an owl
------------------called me

Nathan at 12:00

Nathan: The blog: It is what it is. I hope to bring people back to themselves- to who they really are. But only they can know that. This is a movement away from thought, to feeling. It is a move away from structures in which distractions are embedded. Both in writing and reading, we are peeling away at what we are not. What's underneath? What's underneath? We need a willingness to see things directly, for what they are. Through the words, I hope to signpost to a feeling beyond the words that each of us can come to know through direct experience. I hope you like it, but perhaps that doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you 'understand it' or not. It's more about what you feel. Comments welcome!

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