Notes from

(a forehead)

on the ground

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2/2020
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12/2019
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11/2018
   Postural Anesthesia
8/2013
   Inner Surrender, A Theory of Bliss
2011
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  1. The breath arises, perceptibly in hard crying at the center of the diaphragm. There, emotion arises. There freedom and spontaneity exist fully. It is spacious.

    Our story is fascinating, O teller, player, and audience. Go deeper, where are: you, and final bliss in every color, door, and face. Light. The story is (itself) a play of your own consciousness. Love. Bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss bliss. Again all dried up emotionally? Ask: Who am I?

    (In chemistry a solution is a solvent dissolving a solute, up to a limiting concentration above which the solute can dissolve no more into the solvent and it precipitates out of the solution as a solid. This is called ab-solute, out of the solute, which is what happens when the solution has reached its utter limit and can carry no more.)

    As the cup runneth over, thus the solute fills full and the absolute is attained that thou art. Such a time demands respect as stillness and openness, intellectual surrender. Om.


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