--It is
the degree to which
---your mind's open to it

the first word
said about 'truth'
is the first step down the path of deception,

Just as
the inspiration of the Spirit
free unbound
made incarnate
is the first
removal also.

We are divinity,
once removed
(Before we 'remove' the 'removal')
(or remove ourselves further
through factors of ten)

people pleasing

you try to act how you think they'd like you to
to earn their approval- not for their sake but for yours-
But they see
you are not natural
and naturally, they
disapprove.
When you could have been there, yourself.

complex and simple
separate and interconnected
is and not is

The truth of truth is that it is also false.
---This is this
-but it is also that.

Pieces of paper
with numbers and letters

Discarded
discarded
discarded

people...

...preparing for futures they'll never have
always futures
forever
taking photos
of the moments
they never knew
they needed
to forget

evening

southern sky
red glow
divine tree life
and wind on me

the sun rises
the sun falls

the sun rises
the sun falls

and people can't live
with contradiction?

---one day
---there won't be
---a material
---reality

I'm just witnessing
-and experiencing
--------------in full

----We
----are
----Life
----itself.

I don't know. And I love

from the beginning of the world over

---step out of what you know.
If you are your mind,
-------step out of the way.
-There's a light
-----and it's trying to shine through

love you
let you
leave behind

the eye
is a sky,
hears the
sound from
the ground

believe

--it all works out
the way it all works out



later I see
---these things I later see



we go as we go

dream like world-

---an array

---of ways

----of doing

----things

moving through
and passing on

passing on
and moving through

I can't believe I exist...

---But I do :-)

theoretically, one day we'll come
to what can be known in an instant
of awareness letting go



simple
silent,

exalted



poetry
will meet science

one day

It's all tied up-
the work, the leisure-
the piss the shit
the work the play
employment
and the holidays.

And until you're outside
you just can't see

defined by the trends
in popular culture
don't want to be

Stonehenge

could it
be

that
these

are
just

beautiful
stones?

space travelling friends

light speed traveller
---I've seen a couple of you
-over the days night sky

follow the world round,
-----see where you get to

There are many things,
---- the world is beautiful

----captive free

the inner meaning ,
---misplaced outside

Gnosis

we're coming to a time
----where 'things' do not exist
-But for the time being,
----------------they do

the social mystery
------held apart
--and uncurls

there's a moon
---------and it's dying

there's a night
-----and it's fading away

full moon
----mist,
----------outside

-careless moon
------peppers out sun rays
----without a care

-peppers out rays
-------of sun torn cloud

---awning

------hiatus

growing to

--------the (present) point where
-----it exists
----------perfectly

-------------now

--as

-------it did

-------------before

-----material things-
----------edges
-------and corners
------------and unfolds

----I want you rounded total
-----------and free
------in a whole
--------------sort of nothing
-----around
----------and about me

------But no,
---------I'm living,
-------it's coming to terms

-----I have

-------------material things.

the skies rise high
----------over the hills

--to learn,
-----to live.

speckled sky

-shifting leaves
like the shifting sands

--shifting lands
like the sifting seas

---flowering in me

---spirit

-----\/

---mind

-----\/

---body

WHO SAYS THE WORLD'S NOT BEAUTIFUL?

It's what you do with it,
makes it what it is

when you feel suspicious, you are suspicious
When you feel Love you are Love

and similar things.

think you're not suspicious, you are suspicious
Think you're not love, you are love

You are everything.

Who says the world's
--------not beautiful?

Very absolutes.

computer
whirring about in the name of me

apparently

There is only movement
-----Only moving