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    For Now…

    Human Prayer is exaggerated indulgence! Selfish and superficially gratifying. Everything else blissfully groans, moans, writhes, and begs ecclesiastically, sharing in divine celebrated ineffable recognition. Yet, we self-centered mortals have the audacity to plead for singled out recognized validated response. We seek for our needs and desires to be heard and considered as important. Prayer does not elicit nor warrant replies. Prayer demands surrender “making sacred’ every thought, word, deed and gesture we inconsistently make. Moreover, to include every event that transpires no matter perceived as good or bad! If we pray at all, we need pray for the removal of our gluttonous insistence to be seen as special. We need not pray for anything to be added or taken from our lives but merely to embrace and accept the sanctified unification of perfection already present: the sacred ubiquitous origin, middle and ever evolving end.

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    Forced Release

    We do what we can to hide the truth from ourselves. Why? Because we do not want to change our minds! We are so lazy and prefer to ride the donkey of unimpeded sloth to its gross demise. Disgusting. But, try as we will, the descent is ever present for a clearer observation. Understanding means to ‘stand under’ the matter. Getting another perspective involves shifting gears into a completely different mental framework. No one can hide from the essence of spectacular destiny contained within. Grotesque as some of the emerging images may be, they are none the less pertinent for the hour of decision. WE must eventually face what we refuse to see. Transformation blatantly happens of itself!

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    Formal Introduction

    Hello. Glad to make your acquaintance. I’ve been waiting to meet you for such a long long time.{almost too long; seems a little awkward, now}. But you know how it goes; you mean well but one thing leads to another and another… So many things always get in the way of our good intentions. I just felt like we needed a formal introduction, don”t you? Why let silly things like; ideas, assumptions,beliefs, habits, expectations, labels, and of, course; motivating desire for benefit ruin it for us? I just know we’re going to be really great friends(probably lasting a lifetime, or more) So, how has life been treating you? I’ve been good. Kids are fine, well and happy. Yours? It’s been awhile since I’ve been able to be so open with someone as receptive, caring ,interested, accepting and non-judgmental as you are. Refreshing. Well, I guess I’d better wrap it up for now. Take care.

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    Fostering Fantasy Fun

    Giving personal attention to the fantasy side on our inner most being releases innocent, childlike, artistic expression. Possessing calculating thoughts beforehand interferes with the artistic output of any project. Laughing uproariously enables us to flow without conflicting boundaries and inordinate restrictions. Fear of appearing ridiculous creates the barrier that obstructs our natural flow. In order to explore the depths of unrealized passions, we must break through the tenacious confining restrictive modes of conditioned behavioral operative forces in our character which define, demonstrate and deliver an acceptable, identifiable ‘lust of result’ way to be. Forget about it. Blast open the portal of self restraint to reveal what is lurking just below the surface waiting to Live uninhibitedly!

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    Fractured Memories

    We all carry fractured, tenuous, distorted memories. We build our current lives upon the blurred, disproportionate remnants of their exaggerated meaning. A Sobering, Sad fact: the infested, subjective, content seems to loom larger as the years go by! We tend to place unwarranted importance in their all-consuming, infiltrating, themes. (whether that be in elevating or denigrating the incidents) In other words, it matters not whether the memories are composed of harmful substance or glorified material, they suck the very life out of us, now! At times, we obsess; turning the-subject in memory-over and over in our minds, stating how it could/should have worked out differently than it did. As long as we pay homage to the scenes, identifying and registering them as some sort of idolized statures of significance, we are not showing up for what has been assigned to/for/upon us in the present moment. Even the best Memories are disproportionately deranged; and, we slide, saturated by paralyzing emotional sensation, into the mud of yesterday with them.

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    Get Out of My Mind

    Mortals get fixated on things without ever understanding why. The impertinent reasons invented for the interest not only fall short of describing the sensation but pale in the hours of distress yearning for that which one does not really desire but are running on old tapes of yesterday.

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    Gracious Sensuality

    If we should be so inclined and vested to embrace that which is flooding our senses continually, we would be infused with an inexplicable enormity of love that surpasses all human understanding. Simple, yet profound, undaunted, inexpressible ‘beauty and grace’ of sensual forms surround us. We could experience the untold erotic splendor if we were sensitively receptive and consciously aware of its sublime presence. Everywhere we look, we are enmeshed in the bountiful gifts of nature’s ineffable fantasy.

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    GrandmotherTime Inside Woman with Child

    We carry within us the genealogy of our ancestors. We are not a single entity, alone. We carry an on-going legacy of countless generations. The fact that our intricately interwoven lineages, in essence, —bridges all mankind together— goes without saying. The respect for the sacred life processes imbues us with the artistic impetus we all possess. Bring forth in fullness the beloved child held within..

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    Has It Happened Yet

    It was here before we got here. It is here while we are here. It will be here after we leave. We must get with it. It will not get with us. It remains constant. It materializes. It dissolves. It appears to change in the midst of finding its new rhythm and form. In the process of expansion, it remains still, unmoved and unaffected by apparent progression and development. It is life and life more abundant. It is death and death more pronounced.

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    Hat of Imitation

    Raw intent supersedes all. When the discovery of authenticity occurs, all else is subdued. Nothing is nothing. All is nothing.

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    Hidden Chaos

    In those moments when all seems serene and in complete harmony, that which can not be surface-fully detected abides patiently, diligently, mockingly waiting to erupt. Creation moves in silent unsuspecting chaos. Nothing remains static. All is in constant reverberating motion-at all times-which when viewed as stationary (fixed) changes into another form of spiraling energy on the next level of functional operation. Why do you think you have difficulty to understanding {much less explaining} why your moods shift so suddenly when approaching familiar mundane tasks or when confronted by similar situations peppered by people you supposedly love demanding your attention? What appears on the surface can in no way adequately display what is going on underneath.

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    Hostage Hesitation

    We need not hesitate in our movement; no matter IF we can not see what is around the bend. In fact, because we do NOT know what lies ahead, the ‘unknown’ opportunity prompts us to continue on so that it may be revealed. Trying to avoid what is going to be is like telling the sky not to rain after the showers have started the downpour. We can not avoid who we are in the spinning vortex of this assumed reality anymore than we can stop the sun from rising. We may go to great lengths to delay the inevitable or retard the progress, but the effort is wasted. It is what it will be with or without our conscious approval. The immediate task is to get beyond the barriers of self-restriction of buried limitation by the very act of plunging ahead! We can never meet more of ourselves than we are capable of handling at the moment. By and through the various risks we incorporate, are we revealed and expressed. .

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