blisspoems

  • Shabbat Shalom

    Shabbat Shalom

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    I forgot about living rooms.That safe space:That secure domestic feeling of a welcoming home. I lost it long ago, perhaps, or never had it.I don’t ever remember the feeling of having been safe or welcome;the comfortable tedium of a warm and loving nest. There were rooms, in many houses. But, they were hunting grounds for…

  • What does formlessness look like?

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    What does formlessness look like? You won’t find it anywhere in experience. You can only look with heart-eyes within. Retrace your steps, and find that no one and nothing was ever waiting for you. It is only here and it is only now. Smile, loneliness was of the body, it will never visit you again. Countless and incredible are…

  • Sighing Heart

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    In intimate lonely moments, my heart gives a little sigh. The intensity of time; its relentless haste, and my heart, anxious to live and not miss, the full potential of a fully lived life, sighs at the potential in the moment that it can feel but not express. Time moves us swiftly on a ballistic…

  • Bear Witness

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    Bear witness: I scatter all external coordinates of identity to the wind.I will never be lost again.There is only one universal center,only a single universal heart. I cast away the false sense of apparent unique centerof sight, of sound, of touch, of taste, of smell, of thought. I cast away the false sense of local…

  • Union with the Enemy

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    He is a mystery to me; this reptilian anti-buddha. In his eyes, the unknowable motives of an immortal. In his look, a flash of recognition, ignites the black fire of an ancient hatred. His cold scaly hands lunge forward to choke my throat, and in his touch I learn of him; of his unspeakable crimes.…

  • Arhat Soul: Divine Brat

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    Resting in inner space, a golden orb of energy, with a point of eternal light at its core: the subtle anatomy of a soul, resting in sublime bliss: neither projecting nor receiving information. In the refuge of this rarefied realm, so subtle, desire can not even target it, so beyond migration and the theater of…

  • Beyond Dreams upon Dreams

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    the great dis-aster: unconscious life, these chains of sleeping death, these chains of time, of space, my soul screams out into the eternal silence of psychic space. From the undivided sea, as invisible all permeating light, the great transparency, prism of the world-dream, mother-father of all lights, From this sea of omnidirectional stillness, through the…

  • Evolving Quanta

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    Perfect Mirror Perfectly Reflecting Perfect Mirror Perfect Mirror’s Perfect Self-Reflection is the first image in the Mirror. The reflection in the mirror is not real: the image in the mirror is illusion. Only the Empty Mirror is Real. Consciousness Conscious Of Consciousness. ‘Consciousness Of’ is itself Experience. The experiences experienced by Consciousness, are not Consciousness.…

  • Young Whale

    Young Whale

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    I follow my mother, moving with the changing currents, and ever-new shades blue, of That – endless space.In her slipstream of grace,we fly weightless in horizonless love.In the cool deep darkness, we go,beyond pitch black, we disappear.Luring the unguided with false lights,the luminous giant squid of mind;its uncurling tentacles changing form,to capture the weak by…

  • Wisdom Heart

    Wisdom Heart

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    As Attachment is Ignorance, So Detachment is Pure Ignorance. As Detachment is not Non-Attachment, So Empty-Closedness is not the natural freedom of Open-Emptiness. As Ignorance is the circumference of a Closed-Heart, So Wisdom is the ever-enduring Love of a Wide-Open-Heart! May All Beings Be Happy, May Existence Supply Them With All Their Needs, May All…

  • Warriors of Now

    Warriors of Now

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    I have been a woman, and I have been a man, and I have had husbands, and I have had wives.I see the past in the present,and I honour the present.Living ever passingly upon the abode of stranger’s welcomes,with no safe place or sanctuary,we of our family have no assets but our living bodies and…

  • Vajravārāhī

    Vajravārāhī

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    the clouds effervesce with light in rhythm with the words that she spoke without speaking, and all around us a mystic wind of flowing light, and all i could do was keep breathing,Lightning flashed in her eyes as she pierced into my mind as silent as an eagle diving,she took hold of me, my personality…

  • The unsmelt flower

    The unsmelt flower

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    True beauty only and inevitably blossoms in the absolute and undistorted absence of ‘I’- ever only for that which eternally innocent is that to which all prayer, adoration, and devotion is ever directed.

  • Unified Field

    Unified Field

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    The brightest light in the universe: all-permeating, reflectionless, invisible, unknowable, is the source; and the peak of the spectrum,from which all worldly lights decay.It is,Omniscience,Awareness,the Almighty.All atoms enlightened,all quanta awoken; dissolved, unified,as hollow particles of information,into the medium of infinite mystery:the unified field ofsupreme being.

  • The Silencing

    The Silencing

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    Like a fragile butterfly crossing an abyss,the voice born in speech,that dies in silence,clings to existence,with endless comment. exhausted and fearful,expending endless effort,to pronounce its self into existence,to fend off its extinction:the eternal absence of its presence. but the object of speech,that would dot the endless stretch of silence,like the intermittent beating of fragile wings,are…

  • Tat Gu Ru Ji

    Tat Gu Ru Ji

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    Awareness is itself Existence, for Oblivion unobserved by Oblivion is not. Awareness is itself the Ultimate Substance: Intrinsic and Irreducible and so not a structure of another substance. Awareness is the Great and Joyous Living Substance of Existence itself, exploring every possible limited structure it can make as it strives to fully express its Self,…

  • Rose from a Stranger

    Rose from a Stranger

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    through her heart, carried away helpless, in the river of her relentless love, was I brought to the ocean,of the eternal presence of love,my being melted away,into that eternal landscape;horizonless love,is all there is, andall there ever was.

  • I am Silence

    I am Silence

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    I hear music now, for they are celebrating a change within me, I will rise, and I will wake, and I won’t stop or stagnate, In the fire of transmutation: flames of the shapeless flux, of possibilities in exponential multiplication, burn bright until their spark ignites, into a blazing star of pure potential. I am…

  • Presence

    Presence

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      In my presence, is the presence. Only through my presence, can I come to the presence. For my presence, free from the ideas of “I” and “my”, is pure presence. Beyond all forms, colours, feelings, Beyond all transient phenomena, the sense, existential, THAT I AM: the very fact of BEING, the permanence of PRESENCE, is the…

  • Nobody

    Nobody

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    the invisible man, slips through all barriers easily, meeting no resistance. moving swiftlyalong the path,with all focus on the goal,he has already forgotten,the path behind him.a life lived anonymously.

  • Mystic Walking

    Mystic Walking

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    Some walking begins and endswith a function and a destination,some walking can take us closer,and can take us further away. But permeating each and every walk,And behind the appearance of every arriving and leaving,is an endless walking: a mystic walking that has witnessed every stepunfold within a single eternal moment: a walking that never begunand…

  • Loving Mahamaya

    Loving Mahamaya

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    The end of suffering, is the realization, that no one suffered. – Images, floating up and inevitably sinking, in the stream of appearances: – Images, that identified with, become the ‘I’: in turn, attaching to images to suffer desire as they sink, rejecting images to suffer fear as they rise: – The ‘I’, itself an…

  • Lightning Dragon

    Lightning Dragon

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    Illuminating depthless Oblivion, A lightning bolt of ultimate power! With Flashing wings, limbs, and head, its thunder is cosmic laughter that destroys illusion! Laughing it destroys distance, Laughing it destroys durations, Laughing it destroys relative information, Laughing, it has compassion. HA, HA, HA, HA, HA! Cosmic Laughing Lightning Dragon! Flashing ultimate energy Thundering Cosmic Laughter,…

  • La Ilaha Illallah

    La Ilaha Illallah

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    There is no explanation for this form,I have but one faith with but one belief,the one energy moves only towards the realization of its self.This thing of two eyes, skin, and hair,this moment in all its form and splendor,there is but one energy and the human body is its realized form.The perfect will of the…

  • Karmic Garment

    Karmic Garment

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    The Karmic garment: causality woven into thought; habitual yet adaptive: a reactive intelligence: a self-sustaining equilibrium that one calls ‘me’ and honours as a person: the subject exalted beyond the object: the impersonal: exalted as other to and above the common thermodynamic destiny, of the one energy. consciousness: existence: who I am, is so much…

  • Just Love

    Just Love

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    What do others think of me? In the marketplace of egos, small hearts, like tight leather purses, measure out, barter, and trade ever only, in the scarcity of conditional love. But who cares, who gives, and who receives love? The circumference of a skin, does not delineate the full volume of Self. No separate volumes are there…

  • Eternal Friend

    Eternal Friend

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    I love Her… that space, that hall way – that empty space between the living murals of illusion and time – that corridor of endless doors, that long deep cave of endless portals… and beyond that pearl – beyond the ancient vineyard where ripples of light and shadow give birth to life – in the…

  • Tat Tvam Asi

    Tat Tvam Asi

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    Never again to abandon my true real self for the empty faded images of mind. Never again to leave the present to be tempted to enter into the flow of time by the phantom of mind. Never again will I leave the gentle ease of the unbounded for the severed prison of identification. To abide and live as horizonless formless timeless…

  • Gift of Living Love

    Gift of Living Love

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    Self, No longer bound by the horizon of appearances, yawns serenly into bordless and depthless vastness: an ocean of awareness, into which the rivers of experience freely stream, and freely dissolve. Self, No longer bound by identity with the image, bridles the gnashing bite of suffering, and mounts as master the living image of its…

  • Eternal Fire

    Eternal Fire

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    A great Lightning bolt stands burning in the day sky.It stands like a tower of light, soaring beyond halos upon halos of clouds.Stretching into the thinnest blue light of the sky,into the deepest heavens beyond all sight,bursting forth from the hypostasis of existence itself.To the very core of the earth, it carries its immortal cosmic…