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| 07 Sep 2006 02:07:22 pm |
 Thoughts |
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Thoughts are the only thing you have
Thoughts are having you.
There is nothing else.
Thoughts are the master
You are the slave
You are asleep while thoughts live you
You are a dummy parroting thoughts
There is no free will just thoughts
having us, double dribling us down
the basketball court of life
we are just vessels for thoughts
we think we are thinking
not true..we are being thought
we are being spoken
we are zombies uttering thoughts
that own us...we dont own our thoughts
they live out their thought lives
while we just go along with the thought program
I dont think, I'm being thought
I hear every thought and think its me talking.
Oh, I'm talking alright, but the thoughts are talking me.
we live in a world of thoughts
when life is over all we had are thoughts
that lived us.
I think...there is no I, unless I chose the thoughts to express.
I, is a term that refers to this being that goes along with the thoughts..
I, dont even exist...very much...
because I'm asleep walker uttering thoughts that pop into my head.
I dont even know where thoughts come from.
No one has ever seen a thought.
What is a thought?
We are victims of our thoughts....
unless we listen, really listen to them and then choose a course.
How often does that happen? Not much, not ever?
We dont know if thoughts speak the truth
but we sure know they speak about everything
my thoughts create the life I have...
unless I can listen to them and choose again.
.then I might have a life I have chosen...
The thoughts that come to me are not mine, they just show up.
I can claim the thoughts, but why?
Tell the truth, we are nothing but thought machines,
asleep in the thought world they create...
unless we listen and choose again.
The big question is
Can I rule my thoughts?
Am I the King of my thoughts
or just a dumb slave to them?
Well, What do you think?
Now there's an idea...
How can I know if "I'm thinking"
or it's thinking?
Let's start to wake up...
.and listen to the thoughts
and choose again
and again
and again!
Stanley Alari
Unremembered Date |
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| 02 Sep 2006 08:22:20 am |
| In the sea of us |
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The sea of me
tossing and birthing me
each moment a shade of sea
glimmering, waves reflecting
the days and nights
of my life
Each thought an edge
of a wave
light, frothing, serene or
frightening, magical, and stormy!
All the seasons of sea
are the seasons of my life
at sea..always at sea
What moves the sea
to torment and tumult
mirroring me...the same? |
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| 09 Jul 2006 02:18:10 pm |
| Home Remembered |
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Beneath the urge of at one moment
the imperative to see
the need to feel
the call to be at one with the god
two remembering One..ness..
all the rest....talk
all the rest...winning and losing
all the rest the painful yearning
for the remembrance of Home
in each other....One |
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| 05 Jul 2006 08:15:41 am |
| My Mind, Prison or Peace - By Stanley Alari |
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So many years in prison
I never saw the bars and bricks that bind me.
So many bricks of words ..to bind and tie me
In the chair..of my minds picture show..
Thousands of scripts, never repeated
Playing out each moments scene
Oh, yes, there are monsters here
And great unrequited loves too...
My freedom keys tossed to me
From the inside!
But you ask, how can freedom come
Be becoming silent?
I don’t know.
But it is so.
Proof in the Peace
Of the Silent Sea...in me...and thee..
So it goes... In... IT...Then...out of IT...
The Sea of Peace..Then Words Again..Over and Over...
Thus its so, for every soul
On the Sea...In the Sea..
Don’t you see..
We are all in The Sea... Or ...On It....
What serves thee? Hmmmm? |
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