love is what is
love is what is what is is love no matter what you're thinking of in the trees, in the bees and in the seas beyond thought is love that is what everything is of
it is about time
to all the friends i have forgotten about all the moments dead and gone the roads the paths and trails behind to all the feelings embedded in the mind to the multi-coloured man lying in the silent sand to the dreams and schemes to the truth that is as certain as it seems to all life and all history to all the gods and demons and devises to everything that ever was or ever could be to what is, to what isn't to you and me, to the one, to the many to the lies, the ties, the cries and the alibis to night and day to everything that cannot say to water and fire, earth and sky to the moment where we lay within this broken bay everything has it's say along the way
jesus is an alibi for a mind in fear budda won't save you either and mahamad is just another dream to unite the troubled masses there is no one going to save you but your self there is no medicine man from any ancient tribe that can force you to see what is there is no path to truth it is all up to you there is no method, no doctrine that is not entrapped in it's own map walled from the light procedured to its doom
so what does one do with no one left to enlighten you no system pure enough no scripture bright enough no leader strong enough where does one go for the truth
truth is in no word, no ritual, no belief one can not find truth truth is hidden from all seekers beauty has no name only the silent mind is pure eliminate all whom attempt to own you man, belief, the weight of the known walk in silence open to your step it is not of you, it is of love, of beauty, of truth no word owns god the process the way the absolute is beyond the mind man has created eliminate the conditioning of the mind this endless process of envy break the pattern from one belief to another there is no pure ideal walk in freedom, let thought fall into its rightful place a tool never perfect, always adjusting it's abstract form, limited it can never know the truth no word can set you free the truth is absolute, beyond it sits still in the silent mind it is a constant movement of beauty, love it is of an alert mind, attentive to all thought may come and it may go but it has no real control pure attention is the beauty of god the way, the process of our universe start here where you are, not where you are not what are you, what do you see investigate your mind with clarity see only what is and watch it in silence free yourself from yourself you are not what you believe see for yourself you are much more no one owns you not even yourself break the shackles of the past see no future for now