Category Archives: Reposted from elsewhere

Meet Bill Gates – Documentary Short (Video) – Stillness in the Storm ~ 24th May 2020

“It’s not what you do
It’s the why that you do it”

– Ben Naga.

Less than forty minutes. Please watch this before bed. Thank you. ❤️

Dawn of Divine Rays

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Dead birds seen in Rome … many reports world wide of similar

“Trust me. I’m an egg spurt.”

Sunshiny SA Site

Dear All,
If you see these occurrences check for cell towers nearby. (Same with unexplained human deaths). It’s one of the boxes to tick that the industries &/or media won’t acknowledge. They’re safe we are told & to admit they kill birds or anything else would mean too much is at stake.
Watch too for new towers &/or transmitters on your street lamps.

Please click on the link below for more information :

https://wp.me/p4GjpG-eEa

We need to be aware of our environment and rebel against these towers “in the interests of technology”.

Update :

Another important link…

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DON’T TRY TO WAKE UP WHEN YOU’RE ALREADY AWAKE

BUDDHA IN THE MUD by Tony Barrs. There are two truths: the real and the seemingly real. Their connection is the negative emotions. On the path of the seemingly real, the emotions imprison us. On the path of the real, the emotions liberate us. There is a secret life to the emotions.

Don’t Try To Wake Up When You’re Already Awake

We hear about people claiming to be ‘awake’, but awake from what?

We are all pure consciousness and, as such, are naturally awake, but we ignore this reality in favour of something illusory and banal. We mistake our acknowledgement of the imprisoning machinations in society as freedom when, in fact, we are still in a mental prison of ideas, dreaming of freedom.

The price of freedom is eternal vigilance. Power corrupts so, if we fight against corruption – and even win – we are now the corruptible. Pure consciousness is the compassionate intelligence above and beyond such things. Pure consciousness does not want power; it is power. It is awake now, and its expression is empathetic compassion.

In this new world order of things, people are claiming to be awake by trying to escape, rebelling against repression and propaganda within this…

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Planting a Garden

Pitching Pennies Poetry

Threatened,
Bullied,
Overcome
by a blank page
staring dumbly at me.

Superior,
Rigid, this entity
without a soul
until timidly, then boldly
I mark it with my pen.

Slowly It becomes more pliant,
It begins to bend. I show it things…

A bird on a limb,
A latticed rose climbing,
painting scarlet where drab had been.

Suddenly arable, the page becomes a garden. Each line
a row in bloom. The air wears the scent of roses.

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Weekend Writing Prompt #156 – Home

Let us hope we can transform the non-digital world into such a place for ourselves and our children. We have the key. We are the key. We have only to begin removing the lock.

Sharing Thoughts

Weekend Writing Prompt #156 – Home

Hidden inside my computer

Is my sweet virtual home

Known pathways

Each one takes me to friends’ home

To their world of stories, poems, photography

I feel so comfortable here

I am accepted here

My writing is accepted here

However boring, full of mistakes it may be

My friends are so encouraging

So kind and understanding

They are full of praise, appreciation

They make you feel important

They help enhance your self-esteem

No one is here to judge you

To make fun of you

I feel as if I have known them all my life

It’s an escape from the Problems of life

Maybe for an hour or more

But it’s relieving

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WE LIVE IN A PREDICAMENT

“We live in a predicament of feeling powerless, seeing the extent to which massive wealth can control and have power over people’s lives. As ‘inferior’ pawns, we constantly threaten this power by realising our own power.”

BUDDHA IN THE MUD by Tony Barrs. There are two truths: the real and the seemingly real. Their connection is the negative emotions. On the path of the seemingly real, the emotions imprison us. On the path of the real, the emotions liberate us. There is a secret life to the emotions.

We Live In A Predicament

First, we have to recognise our predicament, and then know what to do about it. We live in a world of suggestions and beliefs – a conventional reality, where vertical thinking is used as logic, based on what is generally done or believed.

This creeping predicament goes unnoticed. In chess, pieces are cancelled out while a pawn slowly advances to become a queen before the opponent does the same – unless we are playing an inferior opponent, when a mate is possible; an inferior opponent doesn’t see either the impending mate or the advancing pawn.

We live in a predicament of feeling powerless, seeing the extent to which massive wealth can control and have power over people’s lives. As ‘inferior’ pawns, we constantly threaten this power by realising our own power.

If we don’t notice the predicament we are in, our sovereignty – our supreme power of…

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I DON’T WANT TO MEDITATE

BUDDHA IN THE MUD by Tony Barrs. There are two truths: the real and the seemingly real. Their connection is the negative emotions. On the path of the seemingly real, the emotions imprison us. On the path of the real, the emotions liberate us. There is a secret life to the emotions.

I Don’t Want To Meditate

I don’t want to meditate.
Then don’t.
Just be aware of being aware.
That’s not difficult, is it?

That’s just being ‘normal’, and that’s meditation.
Don’t make it into a thing.
Sit with a straight back to breathe naturally.

Short moments many times: Become aware of awareness. Rest in that. Drop it. Relax. Become aware of awareness …

We can do this at any moment throughout the day, just bringing awareness to mind. That is being conscious of being conscious. When nothing else is occurring, that is pure consciousness – our ultimate state. Gradually, these moments join up.

Being aware, we notice everything outside and inside – phenomena and our reactions – but we don’t hang on to whatever is perceived, as that only creates emotions. We don’t hang on to the meditation, – being aware – either; we just rest in naturalness. When we…

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COVID-19 Vesak Day 2020

“Greed, Hatred, and Delusion”
Now where have I seen that recently?
Well yes, the usual suspects.
But also in the bathroom mirror.

dhamma footsteps

POSTCARD#367: Bangkok: Falling asleep like a dark veil falls over my eyes; the transparency of a transitional state, a forgetfulness of holding on to things… an easing away, then it all falls backwards into space. It’s the best part of the day for me; that smooth slide into sleep. I take a mix of Norytriptiline and Remeron in very small amounts. It works like a sleeping pill, but is in fact a pain killer. The sleep aspect of the drugs is so good, I sometimes wake in the morning and the body is in the same position it was in, the night before – practically no movement during the night.

The rest of the 24 hour period is not so peaceful, a headache and dry mouth, like a hangover when I wake in the morning, of course not caused by alcohol because it is dangerous to take that with the…

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COVID-19 connectedness

Freedom and power is being taken away from us. But that can only succeed if we allow it. There is a choice, potentially a rather stark one too. There is another way.

dhamma footsteps

POSTCARD#366: Bangkok: Thailand reported 6 new coronavirus cases and no new deaths on Friday, May 01 taking its tally to 2,960 infections while fatalities remained at 54 since the outbreak began in January. On a global scale, the presence of covid-19 in our lives shows that when humanity is united in a common cause, social transformation is possible. Looking at changes in social behaviour, economy, and the role of government, an opportunity arises again to see the power of our collective will when we agree on what is important.

Here in Thailand, Jiab tells me she attended the death ceremony (the pouring of water) of her Great Grandfather when she was five years old. Death is no ending, death is going home… it’s how it is understood in most Asian societies. I imagine the same for III World societies everywhere. In the West however, it is usually hidden away and…

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Perish.

A good piece and one which deserves a broader audience.

The story of my life

What a quaint little house, I thought. I walked past it on my way from nowhere in particular heading where my wandering feet would take me. It was one of those days which wasn’t going to be remembered for being remarkable. More so for the peace and the sense of soothing calmness it brought over me. My thoughts wavered unpredictably like horses in the rain. I heard every sound, the crunching leaves, the snapping twigs, the whispers in the trees. I was aware of every scent that danced with my senses. The freshly cut grass, the hint of sumptuous wet earth, the smoke emanating from cold houses. I saw everything. The lovers walking hand in hand, a sense of ease and procrastination in their step. The cold winter air turning each breath into a foggy mist but it lay hapless in discouraging them from getting lost in each other’s eyes.

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