White Rabbit

There is only one moment and that moment is now.

I am always omnipresent when I write now. I cast my rod out/into the Cosmos seeking nothing and I always find just what I need now.

Why is that?

How is that?

Well….

There is only one Event, not a chained series of events happening in time, the always flowing stream through the center of existence.

The Garden, all flows from the center outward.

That Event is always happening now outside of time, entwined in time.

We were pushed down a rabbit hole by a white rabbit.

You must always follow the white rabbit.

So what brings us to Now?

Presence.

Abiding presence in the flow of the ever happening now.

So what takes us out of now?

Illusions in time.

Can you dig it?

It’s deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppp…………

Walking on the Shores of Oblivion

I walk on the shores of Oblivion
I long to swim in the waters of not knowing

There are many old goats who think they know
They confuse a thing with words which can not be spoken

I have never read the Vedas or Upanishads
Nor the Book of the Dead

I know nothing
I am blissfully empty as a pot after dinner

My teachers, the quiet
My heroes, the meek

Love flows from their lives
It fills every low place lifting all

Others seek to control and contain
But the fire spreads

It flows in our veins
We feel and live the Truth

The Truth is simple and for All
No secrets

To get back to the garden
To lay down that which was not ours to take

Oblivion is my destiny
I shall joyfully walk its shores and forget myself