Just as.
There is no beater.
Of The Heart.
There is no thinker.
Of Thoughts.
The Heart
what is
Unfolding
Birds Flying.
Across The Sky.
No Questions.
Of Right or Wrong.
Just Life Unfolding.
Dance Of Fire
All.
One.
Dance.
Of Fire.
Come To Rest
When All Concepts.
Come To Rest.
All That Is Left.
Is The Absolute Simplicity.
Of The Undivided Present Moment.
The Face Of God.
Focus
There is often.
A Focus.
On an apparent.
“my life”.
When in Reality.
All there is.
Is The Whole.
The Entirety.
Of Life.
Happening.
Nothing Is Happening
Nothing Is Happening.
Everything Is Happening.
Both True.
At The Same Time.
The Brain doesn’t like it.
But.
If A Lump Of Clay.
Is Formed into A Giraffe.
Then A Monkey.
Then A Fish.
Then A Tiger.
Then A Clown.
What actually happened?
Nothing Ever Happened.
Clay was Always Clay.
But.
It’s so Beautiful.
To Appreciate Clay.
Being A Giraffe.
Being A Monkey.
Being A Fish.
Being A Tiger.
Being A Clown.
That’s what Clay Does.
That’s The Point.
Ridiculous
The Human Brain.
Is a Force Of Nature.
Imagining there’s a doer.
That could possibly control The Brain.
Is as Ridiculous.
As Imagining there’s a doer.
That could possibly control The Weather.
Non-Dual
Reality.
Is Non-Dual.
On Every Apparent Level.
In Every Apparent Way.
There is no duality.
There is only.
The Non-Dual Appearance Of Duality.
Full Fucking Stop
You Are.
Fine As You Are.
Totally.
Completely.
Obviously.
If You Care To Look.
You Are Not Making Yourself Exist.
You Are Not Doing Yourself.
You Are Not Making Yourself Happen.
Are You?
Full.
Fucking.
Stop.
Disguised
God.
Disguised.
WHO GROWS THE GRASS? 