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Subjectless Contentment – a thought on waking |
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| While there is unease with having nothing to do in the evening there is none in the morning as the mind flits lightly like dappled sunlight on a forest floor. Eventually the ‘I’ will reassert in up-front consciousness but, while absent, there is subjectless contentment ie ‘I’ am content because there is no ‘I’ to be discontent. | Last night I thought to wake with the dawn and did. It is now but slightly light. No traffic, and bird song just beginning. But a concern for the work programme is emerging – "What will I do today?". The ‘I’ solidifies. Social routines are recapturing consciousness with ‘duties’ and ‘responsibilities’ which devour spare time. | |
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| Spare Time? The devil finds work for idle hands to do! This culture is fiercely material and mundane. Minds are shackled to a work ethic. First in the home and community with ‘hard-working’ role models and then through long years of habituation to the forty minute bells of school. What chance does a poor soul have? |
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Every chance! The system is laughably corrupt. It strangles itself. It breeds dis-ease, forces the search for solace and then provides media distractions and mind bending chemicals. But these shallow joys wear quickly thin. And then? Despair! And then? Breakdown and suicide versus renunciation and rebirth! | |
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Rebirth?A change of mind. You are what you think. Think different.
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Will is the fabric of the true Self. The sun shines behind the clouds of ego illusion. Blow the clouds away. The 9 to 5 routine is dust on the mirror. Blow the dust away. | |
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| Beneath the thin veneer of the culturally conditioned self
lies the true Self which moves the air and makes the grass grow. The dynamic
Oneness flows like self motivated putty.
Endless rounds of creation and destruction. |
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Be still and know |
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