Trains are running constantly:
running in --  running out:
arriving and departing --
and only your consciousness can locate the station.

Movement is not the problem --  thinking about movement is.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man had a clock that was wound really tight;
he did not know where it came from, nor who had wound it,
all he knew was that he had it.

To be of ordinary mind is to not understand what you own:
to be of ignited mind is to realize what owns you.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Today’s Sic Transit Poser:
Would men get out of bed every day and pursue the lives they do in the second reality if they did not feel somehow “guilty” about some unclear something or the other?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Three possibilities seem to present themselves:
remain in man’s normal state of diffused consciousness,
(which requires no effort);
achieve a state wherein consciousness is permanently focused,
(which appears improbable),
or be continually struggling to become so,
(which requires effort; is improbable, but is possible.
........or you could just be a giggling spear carrier for Aida.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Today’s poem:                                 Plans

                                                 A man without a plan
                                                 is not really a man;

                                                 an awakened man has no plans –
                                                 so what d’ya think after that?
 

When you have stopped consciousness from fooling you into believing that
you are actually  --  going-somewhere,
you no longer care whether the trains are arriving or departing.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The mind is the only shoe which can put itself on;
take itself off;
examine its own condition,  
make repairs and put itself back on.

Although this is true, it is difficult to say whether it is:
true-in-a-dream, or true on its own.

 
                     Only the barefoot know for sure.
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man found himself sliding down a hill  --  not physically, but --
sliding down a hill nonetheless.

It was in no way uncomfortable     --      until he became aware of it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

If ordinary minds are not made to believe that something new they are told about
is either: spiritual, scientific or psychological --
they will pay no attention to it.

There is nothing new in the world outside of a man & his consciousness,
and nothing new inside
which does not threaten his present state of consciousness.

Fact: If you are an ordinary person, do not stand on one foot awaiting the arrival of      something refreshing to your mind.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Three kinds of people get involved with: KnowingTheSecret:
those who say they know, but don’t:
those who say they know, and who suspect a little,
and those who know, but say nothing.

Which one would you like to be? –
…or do you need additional information before you answer?……

“Pa --  if silence Is a key ingredient,
then what do you say about the intelligence of the life forms which cannot speak?”
     “Hey, you don’t think I’m actually gonna fall for that, do you?!
      Jeeze!  gimmie some credit!  I gotta be at least as sharp as a fern!”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Song Of The Lion:
“You can try to focus and control your attention,
or you can leave it loose to blow mindlessly with the wind;
it is all the same to me;
is it all the same to you?”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The “you” your consciousness talks to you about is the imaginary you.
Realizing this in its fullness is to swallow all questions in a single gulp.

Corollary: If you talk about it to yourself --  it is meaningless     –     whatever it is.

“Pa --  I don’t get it!”
         “Son --  best not to think about it.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

An email comes in from a reader:
“Question:
Who was the person originally responsible for the idea that:
‘man is asleep, but can awaken’?

…oh yeah, one more:
And was he the only one who ever actually woke up?

Awaiting Your Reply --  Not Without Some Trepidation,
Yours Sincerely,” etc.
 

            There are some things that all would-be mystics want to know --  and,
            one thing which none of them do.
            .......(The rip cord ‘tween the would-be-ers and the actual jumpers.)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

The Royal Astrologimeister plotted his charts then told the King:
“Sire, different parts of your being are dying at different speeds” –
he made this up just to see how his Liege would respond.
The joke however was on the stardreamer inasmuch as Hamlet never dies.
The earthbound mind is drawn to a world that never tangibly was
and then frets most over its imagined demise;
this is how psychiatrists are able to charge more than G.P.’s,
and rabbis more than them all.
Everyone tells you they can treat your strictly human ills, (the meaningless ones),
but none can deal with the single real one.
Thus do the alert take treatment only from themselves, after making their funeral arrangements.
“Yes, I at first was sad to see myself go......
but then I looked down in the box.....then back at my previous existence, and thought: ‘Screw you!’ --   tossed some dirt on him and left.”

                If the above ever happens in your life at least have the intelligence
                        not to mention it publicly like this guy just did.
 
 
 

And now from our Science Desk:
Recent statistics show that most men’s stomachs can
take a joke about themselves better than can men’s minds.

One Trick Known To All:
If you let your mind just ramble normally on
you will never notice how not in control you are.

Question: What creatures but men in good suits with good taste can enjoy certain personal benefits by certain personal ignorances?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Standing atop a hill just outside The City,
a man looked down on the many human activities percolating therein:
the arts, the sciences, the politics, the commerce, the religions,
and pondered: “What would happen down there if everyone was
suddenly made aware of TheSecret?” and the answer instantly hit him:
“There would no longer be a, down-there.”

Contrary to the few: with ordinary minds there are many things that are, best-left-alone.
 

“Pa --  is there anything off limits in our family tradition?”
            “Hush, you silly lad.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

One man found a cave just outside The City
in which he would go and sit alone;
and when sitting there, he would feel more clear headed than was his norm,
but when he would leave and rejoin the others...........well, you fill in the rest.
 
 

                                                                J
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

....and a late breaking email rushes in:
“In reading your daily words I often do not know whether I should feel encouraged, or discouraged,
but it is probably a waste of my time to ask you about this as I bet that you would say I should feel neither way –
so! -- either:  thanks for nuthin’ --  or: thanks for everything.

Yours, (and maybe some day Mine),” etc.