Poem

Knowledge is for the fallen from the Supreme into form. For in the immediate intimacy of Self all is self-evident to and in the Self. Knowledge is for the fallen: a crutch for form-identified consciousness for it to know of the Self beyond the walls of its individuated I. So let knowledge go, as you…

Pure awareness has no language or culture, these are conditioned synesthesia. So to find your True Self, you must stop interpreting experience. Pure awareness has no thoughts nor sensations: these are latent to the body. So to find your True Self, you must learn to overlook them. Pure awareness has no past nor future: these…

These sweet little fingers: sweet rays of love. All my reaching to reach the reacher. All my yearning yearning for the yearner. All my prayers, praying to be silenced. This sweet voice: streaming nectar. O Skin, O Hearing, receive these gifts in ecstasy. All my love, All my heart, reaching to touch what can’t be…

Wear me, Step into me! Ever have I, Never could I abandon you, O personal self, disciple and love, I alone am. It is you, who in our union, disappears, revealing, that I alone am.

There is no personal love. The psyche that seeks to claim love is that seeking: and will be so overwhelmed by the brilliant infinite intensity of love that it will be destabilized and annihilated. Only in the absence of need are we truly free to fully receive: for the personal self is a vessel too…

There is a method in my madness: a divine reason. I am laying a pathway for God to make footsteps into the dark and deluded garden of polluted human consciousness. To bring to light the neurotic and trivial and emancipate the self caught in slavery to human self-identity. I am the crack through which the…

Why is your soul on the floor? Pick it up! Put your soul in your life! Has life broken you? Compromised and disillusioned, have you faded away into doing the easy and safe? Pick up your soul and incarnate once more. Be fully present. Bear it out. This runaway horse will tire: do not be…

Letting go old hatreds and anger: no longer needing to hold onto their sense of power, control, and defense to cover up helplessness and hurt. Letting go old hatreds and anger: no longer storing their corrosive destructive power in the body. Releasing it with breath and compassion. I promise to never again play power games:…

I carried it with me: personal history. But it was so much more than just a story. It became an identity. It became a lense that coloured and covered over the direct experiencing of my teacher. Maternal abandonment and rejection: this sad theme-song doomed to play out and be lived over and over in neurotic…

A familiar sound, that can’t be placed: this body’s name. Its life-story, the forgotten trajectory of this impersonal life form. Perfection of form and time, immortality and transcendence, are unremarkable and innate qualities of the unborn. Countless serpents of desire: coils of prarabdha, continuums of consciousness, entangled in form-identity, seeking to re-experience must surrender to…

We are perfection come to earth. incarnation is the compression of our infinity, human consciousness stains that divinity which, identified with human form, falls into the illusion of false-self-knowledge – and believe it is not perfect: not divine, not self-fulfilled and self-fulfilling, must then go about to find completion This wounding then becomes the personal…

I’m becoming aware of how I constantly beat myself down, I wasn’t aware of how bad things had gotten, how this unconscious habit had become so constant it barely registers in my mind. I’m so bruised and broken from it I can hardly breathe, my whole psyche and spirit is so demoralized with my own…

As I learn to manage CPTSD the more I learn about the relationship between neurological and psychological aspects of the personal self. What anger and fear is to the psychological self corresponds to the fight or flight response of the neurological self. It is when the psychological mind gets overwhelmed with anxious, fearful or angry…

The personality you have is not a choice. it is a cage of conditioning, memory, trauma, and reactive binary equilibrium. even self awareness of the personality doesn’t change the causal nature of its psychological structure. responding rather than reacting comes from a deeper place than the personality. From a place of stillness. do not react…

Every sun ray points to the one seer. Every sound, calls to the one hearer, but full conscious contact between two, is the mystical union through which the one presence pours as Oneness made manifest.

From every hair tip and dandruff on my scalp to the dirt under my toenails and the fungus on my feet, the unconditional love of the Self embraces me in total accepting awareness. In the deepest layers of pain and the frozen traumatic memories, in every vicious recursive thought-circle, and the darkest pits of gangrenous…

The destiny of all beings: of all creation, is self-realization, because, the very first desire, is the desire of the self, to know its self. Within Omnipotence, Limitless Latent Possibilities, stratify and self-organize, into mutually-dependent and mutually-excluding, realmes, times, worlds, and forms. Self-intelligent possibilities seek to manifest: maintain coherence and equilbrium. These form-desires are impersonal:…

The purity of love has unshapened me. Formless love I am. Ever have I been. Ever shall I be. Time is but my song, that I sing to myself, to better hear the silence, of my Eternal Self. There never was a JJ, the Beloved is all there is, JJ was just a thought; a…

The unconscious automation of breath can be brought into awareness and consciously controlled. The unconscious automation of mental activity can be brought into awareness and consciouslly controlled. But why waste time altering natural healthy rhythms when the one who consciously controls can be brought into awareness and dissolved into light?

The ever-changing image, its past forms, and its exponentially expanding and diminishing possible futures, are irrelevant to this, eternal present permenance. Stabilize by vanishing into invisibility. Free, from the trappings of causality, identity, destiny, no one stands as nothing, watching breath without breathing, let all appearances come and go. impotent, irrelevant, without dimensional mass or…

Neurotic isn’t simply being identified with your psyche, but less than that, it’s being identified with only a portion of your psyche. Only the good, or only a particular image, rejecting all else: a particular image of self given to you be a strong experience. that somehow convinced you, that you are only this: this…

Dear Life, Forgive for me rejecting you. Unbearable suffering drove me mad, and in a tantrum of ingratitude, I lust for a swift, sweet death. I am angry at you. so angry at you life, and my anger is ok. It is permitted. God has granted me mercy and forgiveness for my identification with form…

Who is this man; crying out for silence, dreaming of awakening, thinking about a silent mind? Effort and Non-effort are of the person. JJ-consciousness must pivot away from itself and turn within. Lose interest: no longer self-conscious or self-concerned. Lose interest in the senses and the active consciousness that registers them. Lose interest even in…

The man from the broken home, must carry his heavy history through life’s journey. While other – well-raised – in society race by in life, he must find the strength to stand with them, or be crushed by it into alienation, misery, and early death.