The Black Book with the Red Spine
Part Two
May 1st
Early evening arrives on the 1st of May
It has been a lovely day
Sun out shining
Grass tender and green
A relaxing day of mowing the lawn
Reading a good book
Enjoying natures glories.
Helicopter
The police helicopter floats above
Disturbing a lovely bright twilight
Whirring around and around
Are they chasing burglars?
It is not moving
Simply flying around the same circle
I'll put my pen down now
Go out and have a closer look
Along with all the other neighbours.
Come and kiss your shadow
Some where over the rainbow I sleep tight
Feeling for my mummy oh I love so much
Come to me and feed me
I need you
I miss you
I need to know my mum and dad are there for me
What if they pass on
Not to think off
Think on nothing
They are Eternal as are us all
In a previous life I was there dad
Son, brother and enemy
So many things to each other
Have no attachment
Love all as oneself with no jealousy
We are all One
Nothing to be jealous off as we are all the same
Cheers to the tree
I love you as God
We are the same
Come and kiss me
Empty the Mind
Empty the mind of all thoughts
All thoughts
No thought is an exception
No thought can be different
'Oh I'll only think these things'
'They won't matter'
They will and they do
All thoughts are form the prison of our ignorance
Pleasurable and painful
Good and bad
All tie us to this false I
The ego
Which leads to believing ourselves separate
We begin to see the illusion of subject and object
Sight, seer and seen
From this fragmentation all deluded thoughts, feelings and emotions
arise
Trapping us in this suffering world
Good thoughts as much as bad
It is all thoughts which must go
All duality must cease
No more ego
No more individual I
Consequently no more attachment
No more aversions
No more desires, wishes, wants
Complete detachment
Pulling thought inwards from this illusion outside
Not concentrating on one thing
But trying to silence the mind
Be without thoughts
Empty the mind
How?
Not by fighting with your thoughts
Giving them strength
No
Simply by watching them and letting them go
No fighting to stop them entering
They will come
It is how we react which matters
Generally we follow up all our thoughts
Carried away in pleasure or anger
Obscuring the true I, the Self
Instead we have to simply watch our thoughts
They are separate from us
They are not our true self
Watch them
Do not get carried away with any
Do not follow any up
No matter how pleasurable
How painful
How hideously horrible
Treat all thoughts the same
Watch them
Have no reaction
Simply let them go
Others will follow
Do the same
Let them go
You will get carried away with some
Recognise it as soon as you can
Pull back and let them go too
Outside things will grab you
Recognise as soon as possible and
Turn within once more
Letting go of all thoughts
No fighting with them
Letting them go
This goes on forever
Eventually the mind loses its strength
Less thoughts come to disturb the calmness left
Suddenly there are no more
All is calm
The mind is still
You begin to see the Eternal Truth of non-duality
Eternal love, peace and bliss
All you have to do
Nothing else
Is to keep letting go of your thoughts.
Self
The Self always exists
Look within
Who am I
Let go of all thoughts
No I, ego or ideation
See the Truth
Joy
Joy, bliss, eternal love
For all
For everyone and everything
We all are One
More than One
Beyond One
We are all God
Wake Up
Wake up from this dream
This illusion we call the world
Created by false identification
Of the self with the body
Resulting in the formation of the I
Individual, ego
Throwing up all attachments, aversions
Desires, greed's
All emotions
Good and bad
The suffering of the world
All is a dream
We need to wake up
By any means possible
Buddhism, Islam, Hinduism
Christianity or egg worship
Whatever
All paths lead to the same summit of spirituality
Which is no path at all
Since it is here and now for all
When we wake to the truth
We see there is no suffering
No desires and no path
There simply is
All clouded by the illusion of an individual I
Give it up
Give up the past
Give up the future
Give up the I
Give up thoughts
Live in the ever present
With no ideation, no thoughts, no I
See the truth
God is all
We are God
We are All
Eternal, Everlasting, Bliss for ever more
Sat Chit Ananda
Mikes words
Though you are far away
I am here to stay
You are not alone
A part of you is with me
Though we are far apart
Always in my heart
You are not alone
A bit of a song on my CD
Michael Jackson with 'You are not alone'
More
Hold you in my heart
I can hear your pass
Your bird is in my heart
I need your hand
Forever we can begin
Every day I ask myself
How did I get here
Something whispers in my ear and says
You are not alone
I am here with you
Though you are far away
My it is hard trying to type what Mike is singing
As he is singing it
Due respect to Mike for the above song.
No legal repercussions I hope
Take me away ossifer
I never knew the man
Used my computer whilst I was out of the country
Honestly.
Sick Judge on Judgement Day
Honestly it is Mozart on the radio plugging his latest offering
for Christmas
Rock me darling with my violin
I did you not
Back from the dead
We have had the day of judgement and God was sick
So all the dead had risen with no one to judge them and no one
to pop them
Back in the dead basket again
All now alive once more
Everyone who was ever dead
Get your head examined by Clement no Sigmund Freud
Argue with Einstein about songwriting with the Buggles
Lots to do
With the rising dead
Today
Today is all there is
No past
No future
No present
Trees
As a child you look at trees in wonder.
Innocent eyes watching the swaying branches
older you become, thoughts on the tree interfere
ruining its old glories
bringing in past associations.
Let these thoughts go until all is the self once more.
You awake from the illusion of this world and
once more the tree is a tree
Nothing more
walk on
Landlord
Woe betide the summer sun
love alone is never won
currants for tea
a slice of pie
finger licking good
finger in the eye
glasses at ten
dart throwers angle, wedge of cheese and pickle.
Yes please love, love a tickle
Did you know
no, what
the sky fell on periwinkle
get away
Said the lawyer to the honest cop
bring on the dummy
don't be funny
in the real world
look at him
each to his own
another please landlord
Cascade
Cascading water on the head of time
spinning like a Dervish
rotate the wheel of fortune
Good Karma
Look around and weep
people, bodies, float down the river of sorrow
a human log afloat of epic proportions
humans wrecking havoc on themselves
will we never learn
Forever
Stop and look inside
let go
let go of the idea of letting go
simply be
here and now
forever
Skylight on shadow
Floating through eternity
Under the shadow of an oak tree
Whispering scenes of eyeball fly
past the truth
know the One
Who is he?
No, who am I?
Identity
thoughts as an individual
there is no self
no ego
no I
clear away the ignorance
let Truth shine out
as it always is and will ever be.
Darling
Hello my sweetheart
looks falling over a cultured face
of beauty and smiling freshness.
A smile of radiant joy
light flowing out and hitting those around with the
force of happiness and love
I love you my darling
your every move
your every walk
the turn of your head
The lilt in your eyes
Divine beauty and love
My heart and yours are one
Together always
with my darling Trish
Silver Cup
The silver cup full of pens
glimmer fading
it sits in the shade on the table
In Itself
Flowing, flowing with love in your head
no thoughts interfering
simply the experience in itself
love, bliss and truth
Brown Chair
Brown covers on the ebony chair
sitting down
covers burst and you fell through
falling, falling
hit the bottom
no still plummeting
what can one see
a tunnel of light
or fires of hell
neither
simply Truth
with no ideas, or knowledge obstructing
in all its glories beauty and joy
Pears and Masks
Masks on the wall
bulging eyes
protruding teeth
eating my apples
but not pears
like me
they are not too keen on pears.
Artificial Flowers
Artificial flowers mimicking the real thing
Like life mimicking the Truth
life composed of our individual ideas
thoughts
the ego
forcing us to think in terms of me and mine
there is no more me or mine
no I
no ego
simply truth
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