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I Am That

It is what it is, is it not ~ Turbid thought forms, ego begot Irked by our mind, what do we do ~ Taming desires, soul's light shines through Illusions, sensory prison ~ Time's now for soul to be risen In this dream we ask, who are we ~ In staid stillness we are set free Imagining life, we create ~ Tempests wild or love touch sedate Immanent is the throb of life ~ Take refuge therein, be bliss rife I Am That, divine living light ~ Toroidal bliss hum, day and night 16-August-2022 HMS, Rhymezone, PS Grammar Dot Your i's and Cross Your t's Cash Prize Poetry Contest Sponsor: Hilo Poet
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August 16, 2022 at 5:37 AM
'In staid stillness we are set free'.... Who can enter that stillness? That's the question. I always feel that you stay at a higher plane. Your thoughts are that of a sage, divine and transcendantal. Beautiful....Seeker friend!
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August 16, 2022 at 7:31 AM
Stillness needs to be natural, unforced, otherwise it’s doership and hence concentration, not meditation. Therefore, there are no shortcuts ~ we need to distil consciousness in thought, word and deed, moment to moment. It is a continuous process, a way of life, if you will.
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