Author: sim1

How did I get there

I don’t know how I got thereIt seems like I didBut did I really?My memory is a storyNowAnd was it ever not one?Can the protagonist of this storyof any storybe anything other than a fictional character?Playing out conditioning How can you know that I am realWhen we live in each other’s imaginationSeemingly intertwined through perception… Continue reading How did I get there

Unbroken

Aliveness is seamless,Its sensations and appearances interwovenImpossible to separate one from anotherYou have to impose separation upon itArtificially divide itInto you and meRight and wrongGood and bad Conditioning gives you preferencesBiology a deep sense for survival But seeWhere does your grief stop and love begin?Was it ever gone?Can it ever leave?Isn’t love what pervades it… Continue reading Unbroken

Abundance

This is it, plain, raw and unseeable: the emptiness of all things, as all things, thoughts, sensations, appearances – seamlessly emerging and dissolving.  Nothing and no one is separate from itself, never has it been: always a seamless stream of what is happening, phantoms and shadows arising and disappearing.  Can you remember the beginning of… Continue reading Abundance

Tomb Diver

Life, meeting its fragmentationMeeting its unificationMeeting itselfWaiting for itself Being this immediate shape-shifting Looks like being bornAnd growingSometimes ThrivingSometimes BloomingSometimes CripplingWiltingDecayingDying LifeSometimes a mother who nurtures,then one that starves you,a father, that one time protects, another time abandons you Cries of lust and terrorSighs of pleasure and despair Life birthing death, death embracing life A… Continue reading Tomb Diver

Recognizing the Self

You are talking to me, I listen, I hear you.Yet, ultimately, I realize I just don’t know what you are truly expressing. I understand words and concepts of a mutually shared language, so we can explore an apparent mindscape of an apparent reality and truth. But truth is, there is no such thing as “reality”… Continue reading Recognizing the Self

Believe in yourself

The self needs reference points for defining itself, which it finds through imaginary separation: in you, the other, the world, the past, the future, in space – which are all concepts in the landscape of the mind. The self is the creation of an assumed past life experience and an imaginary future, seemingly operating as… Continue reading Believe in yourself

Memory and Hope

You look back to yesterdayWith a bittersweet melancholyYour name emerged thereAnd mother and father and brother and sisterThe childLove and hatePerspective and visionSurviving as hopeInto today and tomorrowAs these dreamscapes A sadness appearing, about what seems to have goneForever? The same place in the dreamscapeis the torture chamber of abandonment and abuseLoss and failureA graveyard… Continue reading Memory and Hope

Just be (better)

Sometimes I wonderIf I just have to endure itThat, what temporarily appears unbearable, hopelessAnd that the idea, any other way could be betterIs just an illusion And sometimes I’d just like to escape, run away, disappear From what appears,Be it called memory, emotion, realityYou, me, the other, the worldThisWhat is I want it better Thirsty… Continue reading Just be (better)