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Zen Nihilism

Spontaneity leaves behind the ego, effectively being a state of no mind, wherein with no urge to either come or go, cravings related to form are left behind. Awareness self-aware, in staid stillness slow, thus escapes clutches of narrow fears that bind. Zen is not negation but celebration, invoking God’s grace for our life’s duration. The concept of emptiness in any ism, is oft mistaken as a passive approach, we deem nihilistic as an aphorism but in truth this practice is above reproach. Once empty, God’s light ignites our body prism leaving within no room for thoughts to encroach. Our doubts recede, when we become the answer, frolicking with joy, like a cosmic dancer.

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Date: 9/25/2023 7:19:00 PM
Seeker, this is a remarkable poem. I loved it. Congratulations on your win in my contest!
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Date: 9/25/2023 7:24:00 PM
Thank you, dear Edward :)
Date: 9/24/2023 7:08:00 AM
Beautiful, insightful, truism. ;) Congratulations! :)
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Date: 9/24/2023 7:25:00 AM
Thank you, Linda :)
Date: 9/20/2023 10:40:00 PM
Zen is a state if ever we reach must be celebrated you are right. A brilliant poem, you always rhyme so well seeker. Such depth in every line of yours, every line can be quoted and interpreted and pondered upon deeply, congratulations
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Date: 9/21/2023 7:12:00 AM
Such is the beauty of spirituality that there are as many doors as there are pores, all paths lead to the same goal.
Date: 9/7/2023 10:39:00 AM
Nice explanation of zen nihilism.
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Date: 9/7/2023 7:25:00 PM
Thanks, Jay. We may say the emptiness within is charged with bliss in fullness, so terms such as cold heat are no longer an oxymorons, when divine magnetism suffuses form.

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