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Letting Go

Profound Releasing

…Rest, Dub-Lub… Rest, Dub-Lub… Rest, Dub-Lub… Rest, Dub-Lub…
The heartbeat is a rhythm that moves life along
As the intimate drummer becomes different
In each moment of being. To disorient
Is the mission of Satan, the master of wrong.
Any verse can provide a spiritual scrub.

There’s so much information. It floods consciousness
Through the integral networks of society.
I must know what is going on, and I must feel.
Images of the horror and torment are real.
Nervous systems, extended by technology,
Are more interconnected. Has there been progress?

The unthinkable misfortune brought to you by
Your efficient news network can eat at your soul.
Take as much as you can of it, then let it go.
Your psyche will not be haunted by its shadow.
There are some things over which we have no control.
The frustration and sorrow are hard to deny.

I can be with the feeling and not deny it.
I can put my attention on just the feeling
Without thinking about where the feeling comes from…
Or about anything. Do not beat any drum
That will start thought momentum. Just by allowing
The feeling without resisting, I can stay fit.

The Key To Allowing

The Remedy Is Within

If I don’t want something I won’t care about it
Then I will get it easily. That is to say
No resistance is offered so some attraction
Must occur without me getting anything done.
This profound paradox wants to mess with my day.
Though it does the mind boggle, I’m not here to quit.

If I really want something that does exist not
And I feel really badly about it I won’t
Be aligned with its coming – only with its lack.
So whatever I put out is what I get back.
I must give up the struggle because if I don’t
Then I build up resistance to what e’er is sought.

If I want something somewhat I’m indifferent
To its coming or not, there’s less difficulty
In attracting it. Therein there must be some key
To the way of allowing things to come to me.
If I believe and expect, it must come to be.
I rid myself of unnecessary torment.

If I really want something and really believe
In my soul I can have it, then my resistance
Has become nonexistent, and good things will flow.
So the key is to start little then let it grow.
As it gathers momentum… As I sing and dance
There’s no limit to what in this world I’ll achieve.

About Death

The Inevitability of Transisiton

What we know about death we must learn from the dead.
Does that sound facetious? I would rather it not.
The dead know all about death, the living, therefore,
Must consult them subjectively to gather more
Of an accurate picture than what can be got
From the rubbish pumped into the oversized head.

Otherwise, it is scary to contemplate death.
The most frightening thing is that it isn’t known
What will happen thereafter indeed if there’s one.
Information from others can satisfy none
Of the deeper questions. We are fantasy prone
Regarding the conditions after the last breath.

The devoutly religious, guided by scripture,
Have a definite blueprint of how it will be.
So they’re not as afflicted. There’s not as much fear.
In the flesh, no one’s vision is perfectly clear.
As one does contemplate the possibility
Of all becoming nothing, there’s certain allure.

We recall facing this world as little children.
Threats were plenty, and safety was not guaranteed.
There were all kinds of monsters, but behind them all
Is one’s own dissolution. And every close call
Reminds all that in life there is always the need
To ponder where we came from every now and then.