Drop the False

A link to anywhere in the world
The wonder of the Net
Sign on and correspond with all and sundry
Here and there
On politics, work, the Middle East, Dave Allen and last nights footie score
Argue, campaign, help and cooperate
The joys of the world are there for all
Peace flows down the electronic wires
I see but I do not know
Forget knowledge
Knowledge is of the mind, of the past
Leave it dead and buried
Die to the past each second
Spontaneous and rebellious
All props and supports kicked away
No ideals, no morals, no beliefs
No ideologies
Vulnerable
Nothing to hold onto
Go on
Do it
Do it now
Scared
Of course you are
So am I
But it is the only way to freedom and Truth
Not freedom of the I
But freedom from the I
This all encompassing, strangling I
Sheeting us all in a blanket of ignorance
Strengthening its illusion
It’s hold on us
Bringing with it al our fears and worries, hopes and despairs
Look into it
Not with the mind
The I is the mind
Look into it with awareness
Look right through it
Don’t hide or run away
Look deep
Peel the skin of the onion
Eventually you will be left with Nothing
You are nothing
And you’ll laugh long and deep
There was no I all along
How can I be afraid of death
Have multiple anxieties, fears and worries
No more
Because the I is no more
How can I be afraid of death
When there is no I to die or worry or do anthing
Give up knowledge
Knowledge is of the mind
Of the I
Creating the past, the future, all the illusions we live by, in fear and despair
Truth is Unknowable because it is outside the mind
Drop Knowledge
Drop thinking
Drop the past
Nothing to discover
You are Buddha, God, The Truth
Drop the false and the Truth remains
As it always has
Allelluyah
Watch the mind
No thinking
Simply watch