The Infant Gaze
“An infant gaze showed the way back home — where nightmare dissolves into dream and illusion becomes the teacher of awakening.”
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The Cyclic Rebirth: Grief, Illusion, and the Flower of the Soul
Grief is not just loss — it is a passage. In the stillness of pain, the soul breaks open, revealing that what feels like death may actually be a rebirth.
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True Poetry: Silence, Nature, and the Death of the Ego
True poetry is not spoken — it is felt. In stillness, the mind loosens its grip, and the soul remembers its union with Nature, God, and the breath of life itself.
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The Stoic’s Poem
When in the present, Life moves incredibly fast; This may be why the egoic mind Attempts to perpetuate somberness, Because then time feels…
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The Deep Connection of Moviemaking:
When spending time with the creation, you develop a personal relationship with it; it becomes very intimate and if the ego gets involved…
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The Shadow of Death
I held her hand until it regained warmth. I watered her with all of my tears but her breath wouldn’t seem to grow….
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Time (a poem)
Time Laughter and beauty When all are entwined, Embracing the present Where all is divine; Love, cheer, and nothing to fear – Rising…
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The Antagonism of Death
A moment ago one was filled with life but now is just an empty vessel – nothing other than a beautiful memory. Here…
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