I Am That I Am

The ‘awakened’ knows
There are no objects.
The subject
And the object are not different;
All is one.
Beyond this,
There is nothing to seek
Or look for.
This which is  free
Is not an entity,
But unconditioned:
– the void.
An ” I ” of which one is conscious,
Is an object.
One is now being “lived”
By the ” I Am That I Am “
Eternal awareness
Where everything is I,
And I is no thing.
In truth, nothing personal ever was.
God, the Absolute,
Is all that has ever been
Only in awakening
Does this truth emerge:
One is the void
And everything at once.
The beauty of this awareness
Is Heaven.
This is the death that Jesus spoke of
For all that was known is no more;
This is the Second Coming, the Resurrection,
And The I Am That I Am.         

Paradise

With an understanding
Of emptiness
That is mind-projected form
And indivisible
The heavenly abode
Of the Self
Is this very moment
Is infinite being
That now witnesses the illusion
Of the ego
And that now focuses
On the clear light
Of mind
That is the clear light
Of bliss
For now I am known
As I also know
The suffering of separation is no more
And Heaven is now and forever

The Book of the Dead

O’ Conqueror of the Self –
Abandon the inordinate corpse-like sleep;
The sleep of stupidity,
In the world of shadows.
Do not return
Empty-handed this hour,
Or your grace will forsake you;
For thy truth
Is not known,
And, thy thought forms will grow,
And not be recognized,
Causing fear of the nether lip
And glassy eyes;
That give utterance to the mouths
That will drink
From thy skull.
Rather,  know that thy body
Is, in reality, a void.
Thou needest not fear
For voidness cannot injure voidness or truth.
Recognize The Great Self Thou Art
That which is everything
And yet nothing at all
For Thou Art Immortal, transparent, and glorious ~
The blissfulness of the Clear Light of Being.

The Mystic Lotus

From within the flower
The hidden fragrance wakes to life
With singleness of thought
That now knows the Light Resplendent
Of all that is
The golden eternity
Where endless birth is no more
The transcendent Reality
Where all abides in ecstasy
The climax of emptiness found within
Becoming the void
Where perfect understanding is the highest mantra
In the space that is beyond words
And of which there is nothing to compare
The Mystic Lotus of Being
Unborn of neither beginning nor end
Life of Life released from bondage
Where Self-Realization reveals that One is the Light Itself
And that All that Is is that One.

The Only Choice

It is lovely to watch their beautiful faces
Knowing each is perfect
Because All Is perfect
Perfection has always been
The only choice
Be perfect 
Because you already are
But few see this
Those who do, see heaven
Heaven on earth, heaven in every moment
Perfection that is simply what it is
But the dreams of most 
See the idea of this perfection
Incredulous, It is acceptable only to the ones
Who know it
For each is where they are supposed to be
Each is ripe in their own time
So do not judge anyone,
Nor disturb their dreams
But see the beauty of life as all eternally evolves
Each lesson returning again and again
Until it needs to be done no more
Until it is needed no more
Thus, every stone in one’s path is a blessing disguised
Is there a difference between a few lessons
And a trillion trillion? 
No, for it is all eternal
But this is not known until one reaches the moment of perfection
And knows that this perfect moment is eternal
Wherever one is, this moment will forever be
For Existence is perfection itself

The Single Eye

Consciousness is All
Only One Existence
Everything that is seen is the Absolute
— You —
Without separation of anything
No objects
No mental concepts
No-thing but the Self
Not a higher Self
But the only Self
That is absolutely all there is
Of all there is
Nothing exists
Outside of, or beyond it
Right here, now
Eternal and immortal
You are this consciousness
That is the Infinite Itself
One Presence
That is the only  identity
Forever present
Changeless present-ness
Everywhere
You are this – The All of Experience
But without a personal mind
There is only – the Absolute You
Without imperfection
And no other ultimate state to come
This Eternal moment
Of One Being
Is the single eye
Knowing All is One
Resplendent of Light
Knowing all external forms
Are but projections of the mind
Which is also an illusion
As too for time
And ’things’ which appear to be separate
The idolatrous falseness of duality – the only ‘sin’
The only true death and ‘resurrection’

Eternal Life

The winds whisper through the trees
Winding in and out
Of green, fragrant boughs
As rifts of sunlight break through the leaves
Upon  fields of color
Againt bluest skies
Where processions of flowers
And butterflies drift
In transient glory
Without beginning or end
And a heart that listens,
Receives its own gift
In the shadow of absence
That calls to itself
Until life is ecstatic and lucid at once
Discovering the deepest reach
Of its being
Where every river and tree is a mirror
For within each atom
Is the light of the Self
In exuberant union with all that there is
Immortality unveiling beauty beyond illusion
And death no more
Than a consequence of time
For even it is the dance of the infinite
That silent, calm, shimmering Presence One Is 
Now aware of Itself as eternal life

 

Awakening

He who has come to know the universe
And the absolute as himself
Knows he is the Light
That knows itself in everyone
Which takes away the sin of the world
And the dream of human existence
That never was
With its sickness and death
For he has realized himself as the Way Itself
And he has pierced the mystery of the Kingdom
Where the creator and the creation are both one and the same
Saying: ” I and My Self are One
I Am the Perfect Self ; I Am in the Kingdom
I Am Pure Consciousness”;  I Am the Infinite ;  I Am That I Am “

 

Immortal

In eternity there is only one spirit
All in a single voice
Appearing as many
Like the stars of the firmament
Until the One Being That Is
Sees Itself
Arising  from that death
Of all that is temporal
Revealing the Immortal
Presence That Is
Within and without
As all of infinity
Where no imperfection exists
In the single eye
The false identity before
But a slumbering dream
For only Light can know Light
Just as one must become the Truth
To know the truth ~
That Which One Is
And though the illusion of duality still appears
The Immortal no longer seeks itself

 

Afterlife Now

 

As I sit and watch the beautiful fields of flowers
Take on a golden glow
Of the orange sun slowly reddening
I Know that this is the afterlife now
Of the life before
And the many, many before that
An eternity of lives In different universes
And different dimensions
With different names, faces, families, and sexes
Each one determined
By the one before
And no doubt all of my own choosing
Though now I Know
That I was never any of those dreams
Although I thought I was
Each with different causes and purposes
Yet not until now do I know
That I Am the Awareness behind it all
That which does not change,
Nor was ever born
And since the spiritual death of this lifetime
Death itself is but an illusion
I Am in these worlds
But will not be of them ever again
Karma has ended as well
With the false-identities that I have been blind to
Knowing now that there is no personal identity
And All That Is
Is but a projection of the mind
But the mind no longer owns me
And the world holds no weight upon me
Yet the perfection that reveals Heaven all about
Shows no reason to hurry from one lifetime to another
There is only One Life now forever