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This is the first draft of a post of a few days ago, (“Wei Wu Wei“). Thought I would post it as well for context and contrast.
truth is non dual
only seeing is itself truth
all else is bondage
non volitional living
the see-er and the thing seen
is the dualism
“The seeing of Truth cannot be dualistic (a ‘thing’ seen). It cannot
be seen by a see-er, or via a see-er. There can only be a seeing which
itself is Truth. ‘All Else is Bondage; Non-Volitional Living’ “- Wei Wu
Wei
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River flows
it is just passing water.
No ripple or drop
the same.
Therefore
there is no river,
there is no man.
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RonRusso
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when you come
blossoms burst with color
frog leaps higher
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simplicity shines-
in a well written haiku
like morning sunsets
for One Deep Breath weekly prompt
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It’s all in my head
this imaginary life
imposing itself
in its form
upon the universe.
This imaginary life
flies from the brain
onto page after page
tweaking your own
imaginary life.
Thus you write your own
tome of a life imagined
in line and verse.
And the universe
remembers.
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truth is non dual
only seeing is itself truth
all else is bondage
Based on a quote by Wei Wu Wei
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The sadness of things is
like the toppled buddha,
visible in her falling,
through the open window.
In the empty house
clanging doors stir dust,
like a broken hourglass half full of sand
trapped in a shadowy box of iniquity.
Suddenly vivid in a world of lucid dreams,
things were shining in their absence,
like Dad,
the man who would live forever making people happy
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