
Somewhere.
A Star dies.
As Lightening strikes.
And a Thought arises.
Of Tomorrow’s Shopping Trip.
–
These Events don’t happen separately.
And there is nobody making them happen.

Somewhere.
A Star dies.
As Lightening strikes.
And a Thought arises.
Of Tomorrow’s Shopping Trip.
–
These Events don’t happen separately.
And there is nobody making them happen.

Every.
Thought.
Feeling.
Action.
No doer.
Every.
Thought.
Feeling.
Action.
Pure.

Crunching Popcorn.
In Infinity.

God does not.
Make the Planets revolve.
Or orbit The Sun.
God is.
The Planets.
Revolving.
Orbiting.
God is.
The Synaptic Firings.
Of “your” Brain.

Each and every.
Thought.
Feeling.
Impulse.
Urge.
Action.
Perfectly orchestrated.
Without any doer.

The Foundation.
The Bedrock.
The Substance.
Of all of Life.
Is Life Itself.

Standing next to a Tree.
The Tree.
Happening.
The Body.
Happening.
No doer.
Not separate.

The Night Sky.
Happening.
With no doer.
Body.
Thoughts.
Feelings.
Impulses.
Urges.
Happening.
With no doer.
Not separate from.
The Night Sky.

Nothing makes itself happen.

The deepest.
Human Pain.
Is.
The Divine Expression.
Not caused.
Not done.
By a someone.
–
There is no doer.
There is no separate someone.
There is only The Divine Expression.
Only This.