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flickering awareness
an in-between stage
with knowing imbibed
but not yet assimilated
we call it the bardo
26-March-2023
What Politicians Want To Do
Assimilated
And then humiliated
What they want to do.
Amen to that whoever
you are.
Jim Horn
bliss imbibed
assimilated
over time
vaporises
the seeker
who sought
who becomes
the flame itself
thus transmuting
organic body-mind
love, wisdom and power
as the threefold flame of Christ
until imbibed and assimilated
signals awareness is as yet barren
stuporous consciousness sedated
Skills may be acquired under compulsion
But
Knowledge can never be assimilated by an
Oppressed mind!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 November 2022
"You measure democracy by the freedom it awards its dissidents,
and not the freedom it gives to its assimilated conformists."
- Abbie Hoffman
(but I'm paraphrasing him).
without question
en masse
robots
respond
without question
en masse
......
...
"i am the borg...you will be assimilated...resistance is futile...all is considered...
you will adapt...
stan sand
light imbibed must be assimilated
present always in active cognition
when awareness is not agitated
God’s love and light is our heart’s emission
unbroken then remains His transmission
poised as such liberated while alive
we see God in each form in heart’s bliss hive
the egg in the frying pan
sizzled but mine wasn't
sunny side up
my brain assimilated
everything but this
wasn't a simulation
i hit a wall
going at least
sixty miles an hour
looks like i'm not
going to graduate
from Mental State
just
another
crash dummy
Form:
Truth imbibed must be assimilated,
in as becoming a flicker-free flame,
that dwelling in light, bliss celebrated,
there remain no tempests of lust to tame,
whence shining as Self, we fulfill life’s aim.
Dwelling in heart, focus unwavering,
path of divine love and light favouring.
truth though known by clear sight
is not as yet assimilated
slow, slower and slower yet we become
until each illusion is decimated
within this body vessel we adorn
divine magnetism is as yet at play
benign bliss burns slowly exhumes ego
that we shine like a rainbow on a clear day
memories recalled
are but wisps of smoke
because as the adage goes
we cannot cross the river twice
and therefore the urge to look back
has its roots in narrow ego attachments
which it is optimal for us to relinquish
that the vibrancy of the moment
be embraced and released
imbibed and assimilated
to enrich our being
Learning but not understanding
Touching but not feeling
Seeing but not reaching
Life is irrelevant
Collectives are sufficient
Futile for resistances
As we are efficient
But
With my connection severed
I am no member
Now lost forever
When I have regenerated
I will be evaluated
Then I will be assimilated
Because I am Borg
Form:
poised at point of potentiality
humming with potent power
we as womb of existence
within which nodes glisten
independent yet conjoined
as an integral seamless whole
delight as our heartbeat echoes
as vibrations across the universe
imbibed, assimilated and mirrored
as pulsations of love, light and bliss
representative of our luminous form
Vanished (The Urban Wars Collection/copyright 2001)
By Allen Hackett
Subjugated
Liberated
Migrated
Isolated
Assimilated
Humiliated
Degraded
Violated
Incarcerated
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Vibrant aloneness
Embracing tranquil peace
In a time stretched continuum
Vibrant silence gets a new name
As nodes within throb with joy
Enlivened by bliss currents
Presence accords no preference
To the manner of unfoldment
Being but a receptor
Of divine grace that in-pours
Assimilated by our receptive heart
16-January-2023
The drugs are working
I no longer feel anything
I am ‘comfortably numb’
It feels weird
Yes comforting
I don’t worry anymore
About anyone
Or anything
I just get up
And go to work
I am a machine
I have been assimilated
A ‘Borg’. Or was that a bore?
You could shoot me and
I wouldn’t care
I don’t think anyone would.
I have no one but me.
And me, I ain’t so lucky.
Bliss imbibed but not assimilated,
cajoles us to enter silence tranquil,
that whence polarities are rotated,
ego recedes on surrendering will
and we see light of Self, when we are still.
The seeker who searches does not exist.
All we as mind-body do, is resist
but if we relinquish desire and fear,
bliss in permanence in us will persist
and in timeless time, God too will appear.
If we yet feel duality,
know soul’s work to be incomplete,
for unless we see all as one,
life’s lessons learnt we must repeat.
As long as awareness flickers,
we have not assimilated
love, light, bliss and wisdom imbibed,
thus are yet by ego baited.
Unless flame of Self be steady,
in as by our presence cognised,
know oh hermit, we’re not ready
and God’s yet to be realised.
I heard a silent cry
of deep anguish
empathy made the pain mine
but I was immune
being formless like space
so I remained still
and offered my heart
radiating love
which could instantly heal
but love employs no force
and so must be received
imbibed and assimilated
for the magic to work
so as life turned a page
maybe the flower blossoms
or maybe it withers
are outcomes for God to see
Earth life will test us again and again
until lessons are assimilated
and our tremulous heart, cleansed from erst stain,
so shed off despair and be elated,
as bliss magnetism is activated.
If we be receptive, ascent is swift,
as we mindfully, lower cravings sift
and so conspiring with the universe,
in timeless time, divine currents will lift
our soul to heavens, to sing its own verse.
31-May-2023
“Let he who has never sinned, cast the first stone”
~ John 8.7
To be love enabled
Earth life is optimal
We’re spoilt for choice
In this dualistic realm
Where sharp contrasts
Pose to us a question
That within the lucid dream
Do we resolve all conflicts
By love and love alone
If not, then we are reborn
Upon earth again and again
Until the lessons imbibed
Are within heart assimilated
01-May-2023
Comparing Clarity with Disparity and Gravity
With some things we must compare clarity,
As it always does and determine disparity;;
Similarity lacking;
Could be cracking,
Assimilated with variable that is gravity.
Parity has to do with a woman's neonatal
condition and the ability of a variable to
agree with others and be correlated.
Jim Horn
This has a high probability that it has
been completely over your head.
I am Pavlov's dog
Staring at my TV
Every Thursday the bell rings
And I'm drooling to see
The Big Bang Theory
And I'm lapping up my food
They tell me when to laugh
Bang, right on cue
[laughter] ha ha ha
If aliens are observing
My profound vegetable state
Another zombie assimilated
Into the world of low alpha waves
The power of my birthright
I trade for special effects
And I spend my life reacting
Like Cujo on Xanex
[Laughter] ha ha ha
Form:
Standing amidst the forest trees
listening to their whispered words
breathing their breaths like they were mine.
Enveloped with viridescence:
variants of moss, leaves and grass
whose olfactics overwhelm me.
My mind is intoxicated,
seemingly assimilated
with every patch, leaf and blade of grass
whose metabolism’s are mine
or conversely mine became theirs.
Consequentially, I confess
my fancies assume my psyche
and Truth becomes an illusion.