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None shall hunger......

2005-12-12T09:07:00.000-08:00

Had two dreams where many were starving.....

In one I fed them all and it ended.

In one I woke up and it ended.

2005-10-18T09:19:00.000-07:00

Human will, choice and action is not an illusion....

Independant human will, choice, action is.

To know war.....

2005-09-19T08:21:00.000-07:00

Is to know that it is women who birth soldiers, women who nurture them, women who raise their children, women who bury them and women that are left to deal with the madness of war.

If it is indeed war you wish to know..know peace and war you will come to know you, for the world of man truly fears and ignores all that loves all within him and among others.

Death dealing?

For what life-giving?

Quest-ion

2005-08-28T09:23:00.000-07:00

Why?

It is....

The Kosmic reboot.

To question.

To quest-ion.

This quest-ion.

This quest.

This motion.

And reborn we move on.

30 pieces of silver

2005-08-15T06:44:00.000-07:00

To bow to never yield.

I looked away if just for one moment.

The kingdom fell.

How many times must we re-enact this blessed atonement?

You and I.

As one.

How many times do I stare into the face of my oblivion and betray nothing but this false mortality?

This temporal sobriety?

This day before the sun?

You never asked me to but I ravaged through my brothers for the answers you betray yourself….with your love.

And as I brought them back to share your peace it was on my terms and not without them.

Without them, you awaited.

And there I stood awarded.

These many pieces I thought I could hold.

Apart.

How many thoughts does an honest man have?

How many thoughts does and honest man need?

Only those that arise here and now you say.

But I was filled with so many then and there.

I thought you had filled me with so many.

I thought I thought of you.

I had looked away.

In a pause of loneliness in what I though was your aloneness I left you alone to remind me….and all others that….there is no such thing.

Apart.

Nothing compares.

Everything is.

And where I hang there you stand.

Again, awaiting my return and my own release.

Of this grip that binds me to your betrayal.

You fortold.

Of this hold that I muster in penance for the one unforsaken pause of our own demise.

Into your arms.

The face and embrace of love.

This light.

This silence.

This peace.

This death.

This life now.

That is you.

That is my own.

That is I.

The BOOK

2005-07-31T18:04:00.000-07:00

Words transform the world........

but change nothing.

of some parable of some cave.....of once ago

2005-07-31T12:50:00.000-07:00

dare

to stare at the sun

leave the shadows behind

for those too timid to run

to share

to embrace

to know

this light

dare

to stare at the sun

and cast no shadows forward

to kiss

to touch

this love

Lost & Found, Hide & Seek..Tag, You are it.

2005-05-31T09:09:00.000-07:00

No word or action comes or goes for free.

Do if and when you must to realize...

Aware...

You don't find your way.

The way finds you.

No word or action is for free...or necessary.

I AM

The Matrix Revisited (version 101)

2005-05-30T18:48:00.000-07:00

Red pill.

Blue pill.

They are the same pill.

There is no pill.

-The end.

The Wolves of GOD

2005-04-05T10:59:00.000-07:00

Eating your shepards and your sheep in the sleep of your oblivion...

I am your sin eater.

Watching you through time bearing witness to the deeds of your perceptions....

I am your karma killer.

Creating the nightmares that awakens the dreams of your slumber....

I am the serpent rising and the winged messenger falling.

I AM.....

Murderer to the madness of your idle manifestations.

The devourer of your fears and the death of your desire.

I am the savage feeding off your reasons.

Wolf of GOD.

I prey on your prayers and thrive on the petitions of your intent.

Know that HEAVEN is where you stand.

All else is mine.

What else have you in my world but....

Sincerity and love.

Honesty and truth.

All else is mine.

Eros & Agape

2005-03-15T13:30:00.000-08:00

Does your presence come only in your absence?

Is it the mystery you manifest or just the riddle of your ignorance and greed you test?

Is it surrender you invite or your own tail you chase that creates your world?

From within the face of GOD I sit and witness the other…in each other.

And there I ask, as one…do you ascend together to the same horizon?

Do you see the same face staring back at you and out at the same eternity?

Do you each make one another safe? Radically safe as no other ever could or would?

If not…it is not love you make but yet another victim of your absence you take.

Love is a mirrored door you walk through and enter…and from, never are to return.

Yes is all we ever have.

We are all eyes in the head of GOD.

2005-02-20T09:38:00.000-08:00

We are all eyes in the being of life.

All of life looks out in its fullest capacity from the very same empty, eternal, and complete space.

We are all eyes in the living of life.

What we all sense and see as we are capable of sensing and seeing, is and poses all questions.

What we all sense and look out from as we are capable of sensing and looking out from, is and holds all answers.

What IS sensing and seeing....IS...what it IS looking at....IS what it sees....IS what IS seeing.

YOU as WE are IT.

Know thyself in the other.

As the other...is thyself.

-L

Surrender..."Learning to fly....on the way down."

2005-01-01T07:56:00.000-08:00

There is an old tale about a man out mountain climbing one day who loses his footing and finds himself hanging precariously over an abyss, clutching a flimsy dried up branch. "Is anyone up there?" he calls out, desperately hoping for aid from someone on the rocks above. Suddenly he hears an unexpected but deep resonating reply from above. "Yes, my son, I AM here." "Is that you god," the climber asks. "Yes," says the voice. "Help me god, save me!" the climber yells out from the depths of his being as his own grips weakens. "Yes, certainly my son, all you need to do is let go." There is a long moment of silence, then the climber's voice again, "Is anyone else up there?"

Where things come to an end, others begin....if we but say YES. Surrender here is always a victory.

These are the times of resolutions, goal setting, and the affirming of one's will and power to change through the plans and plots of thought. The "how to" manual mode of thinking immediately if not almost instinctively takes over the reasoning of "why or what for" in these times of measured dates and aspirations for change. If given the chance, what would clearly emanate as hope, grace and heart is instead often overlooled and quickly overrun my the desires and fears of the "rational" mind.

How little awareness is given to just listening and witnessing where one truly is when the call to change and begin anew comes around. How little we realize that true transformation is being and acting now as opposed to a choosing and opting for an imagined later or then.

Instead of designing a "how to" for the future based on a faulty, failed, or an inefficient and unfulfilling plan on "how was" the past, imagine what you could accomplish with a complete and inclusive awareness of the "what now and what for" in the present?

Working from a love of possibilities and a courage for true, present, lasting and permanent growth is being here and NOW as already where you want to be there and then.

The deepest and only lasting motivation comes from who you are and not from who you want to be.

Your year is as new as this day as is this moment.

Enjoy your time!

-L

I

2004-12-02T08:37:00.000-08:00

As is.

Bring your depths to your surfaces. Be complete in the span of your awareness. This fullness is clear and joyous participation in your living.

Circumstance and consequence are as consistent as your heart beat, so why hold your breath or hyperventilate as if these subtle alterations in your life’s rhythm cause anything other than further cycles of worry and grief?

It’s all living process is it not? So the sooner you proceed as living process, the sooner you free yourself from being a dead product, the stagnate produce of misinterpretations and false identification with anything other than your true self.

In recognizing that you participate fully in the creation of your every moment; you’re every activity, you practice liberation right now and freedom follows.

As is.

Sound, Space & Place

2004-11-18T05:26:00.000-08:00

Music as language itself is often created, defined and heard as sound upon space, yet its the space between the sound that actually defines the particular piece of music, supports it, and gives it its unique life and signature.

All measurement, symbol, and the value of our doing, in similar fashion, is commonly viewed through its sounds placed and gauged through the beat of time. Yet, its the pauses between our notes that give us rest and clarity.

Talk and thoughts on things may therefore give us meaning, but it is silence and the blessed pause that bestows upon us true being, peace and freedom. What writes, paints and sings us is a brilliant blank page, endless open canvas, and overflowing eternal silence.

Its so much more enjoyable, rewarding, and ultimately transforming therefore to realize, be aware of and witness the listening always present behind the speaking.

These words out,

-L