Tag: mystic
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Unconsciousness
We sleep in God’s unconsciousnessWe wake in God’s open hand Rumi Jalal-al Din
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Tell me
Tell me, what is it you’re called Myself I’m not called at all Myself I’m not called at all I’m just picking marigolds Tell me, what’s your real name I have very many names Booboo now and Choochoo then I have very curious names Tell me, are you young or old I’m very many years…
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Castles in clouds
Our castles Are not even built on sand They’re floating up in the clouds Of interstellar dust Please Leave your magnificent chambers And join me on the rooftop tonight We’re gonna get hopelessly dizzy Staring at billions of suns
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All is high
I took a sneak peek Through unraveling fabric Of spacetime Found myself On the backstage Of a grand perennial play Soap bubble universes Snap in and out Of existence Planets dance To the sound Of temple bowls All is high on Clouds of incense smoke And being alive
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Eye gazing contest
The Sun Challenged me To an eye gazing contest I lost it In a blink The blinding light still hurts But At least I am glad that I tried Cheers to the reckless ones Who drink their blessings From a firehose
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Serendipity
What a coincidence It must have been The Cosmos To send you here Just when we needed you I heard you say to me With awe And relief Well I just– I just really hope The Cosmos knows What They’re doing Cause I haven’t The slightest idea Myself
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Lucid dreams
How can I explain you What happened that night All my words can only Cut reality in halves Cars were much more carsome Trees were much more treeish Mandarin ducks walked around Royal and fabulous Stardust sprinkled off our fingertips As we watched everything Melt together
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Icarus
I only had To feebly whisper Let’s go And you raised me straight away Miles above the Common ground I dreamt of flying Every night Ever since I remember Never occurred to me All I need to do is Just ask (…)
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The clearest way
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness. — John Muir
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Camel ride
First The fish needs to say “Something ain’t right about this Camel ride– And I’m feeling so damn Thirsty” Hafiz of Shiraz, 14th century Sufi poet
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