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Enlightenment, Insight & Hysteria

19/4/2017

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Enlightenment, insight and hysteria
A turgid mix indeed
You have to have a standard beyond the usual criteria
Only you know what you need

You don't have to be great 
To be good
It's not a competition
Essentially, everyone wants you to succeed
There are lots of people who can - and will - help you
All you gotta do is find them
All you gotta do is ask, accede

It takes a bit of courage
Takes application and self belief
It takes persistence and dedication
You'll improve slowly and surely steadily
Bit by bit, by degree

At first there is lots of stumbling
Mucking around, trying out new things
The field is freshly laid, all open
So takes a while before you get wings

And even once you do
And you can fly some
There's bound to be crashes
Loss of altitude, of direction

But you'll find your way through
Testy times will be overcome
With a mix of mad dashes
Bold attempts at experimentation

It's a cluster fuck of anguish
Interspersed with incidental elation
Some times
For ages it just feels like hard work
Struggle and alienation

But it does have it's upsides 
It does have it perks
Unpredictable delights
Sometimes you get exactly what you deserve
Surprise, surprise!
Gotta love those highs

You're an artist
A free spirit
Not shackled by convention
You're a creator - zealous
Of expanding dimension
A master of your own domain
You can put reality in suspension
After all 
That's some skill

And at will
Easy thrills from esoteria
Your imagination
Is an open ticket
To enlightenment 
Insight and hysteria

Enlightenment, insight and hysteria
Look around, baby, here you are
On Planet E
Trying to express yourself
And you answer to nobody
But your own conscience
You're a hero of the anarchist
The underdog
The naturist
The pollywog
The satirist

You're an artist
You're an artist
Fuck fitting in!
Be as madcap as you need to be
​

You're fur real!
A fucking artist


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Surrender To Your Soul

2/4/2017

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I have an idea
I have a thought
I have certain feelings
That could never be bought

I can imagine
I can mind bend
Create unique concepts
That help me transcend

Everyday life
Is one thing
But don't be limited to that
Let your thoughts come alive
Mould your own habitats

I say to you
Like I would've said to myself
When I was younger
If I could have

I say to you
You are born full of treasure
Full access is yours
Limitless, amazing realms to discover
As your life gently occurs

They teach you all kinds of things 
On the outside
Tools they believe you will need 
As some of it is useful
To help you to grow and to succeed

But the best stuff
My dear friends
Nobody else can ever reveal
It resides deep inside you
A gold mine
Boundless in vitality and value

How to access?
Well, that is for you to figure out
But the most important thing is first 
To trust, to believe in yourself
Not to doubt

Heed what I am saying
For over a long life 
I have discovered 
Innate wisdom
A fine kingdom
Far beyond crude limitations of 
Categories and egoism
Far beyond learnt narrations of 
Simple glories and competition
Beyond everyday callings
Real world obligations
Physical longings
Daily frustrations

I'm talking 
A whole new paradigm
The infinite, soulful magic 
That awaits to be born from your mind

It is there
It is yours
To uncover and to find

So seek, search, strive
To satiate your hunger
For something bigger, greater, truer
More pure, better designed
No matter how obscure it may seem
Don't mind
The most amazing thing you will ever know
Is the magnificence of your authentic light

And the ironic truth is
That finding your way through the blackest darkness
Is the way that you will find it
So fear not 
And forge forward

Trust, seek, surrender
To your soul
And where it leads







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Enlightened

16/11/2016

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​Take a holiday 
From the malady
Of being constantly
Ruled by currency
Constrained by surety
Drowning in uncertainty

There's so much more to be
To be drawn to see
Exotic and illogical
Phantasmagorical
Attainable independently
Ready, set, go: free

But for access first 
You must control that thirst
For financial fecundity
And focus beyond normality
To options without formality
Random and of borderline sanity

Invite yourself to a magical realm
Step up, step up to the sea sprayed helm
On a new and unchartered journey
Where discovery and learning 
About intimacy and challenge are 
An engaging daily occurrence
That will keep you grounded
And take you far

You won't know yourself
For the first time ever, over again
It's just what happens when
You muster up the courage
Wake up your latent desire
To forage through the thick
And curious forest stacked 
With untold manifestations
Guaranteed to carry you higher
Than even in your lucid dreams aspire

Once you get the hang of it
Living free, need no diagram for it
Making it up as you go along
With all the changes you'll have undergone
You'll wake up fully liberated
Emotionally emancipated
Confident and flowing strong, knowing sure that you belong
In a consciousness uncomplicated
A reality that's heightened, newly ventilated
You'll finally find yourself: enlightened

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slave and master, both

18/11/2015

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I was just doing ordinary things yesterday when around 5:30 in the afternoon, as I was walking up a regular street, I got a burst of a feeling of how extraordinary ordinary life is. 

These feelings are most poignant when they come out of nowhere, hit you by surprise. It's a bit like you are coming awake in a dream and realising it's not a dream but real.

Nothing happened, per say, I just suddenly realised how miraculous it is to be present on this planet and participating amongst my fellow humans, many of whom were walking by me, each with their own dispositions and outlooks (often readable from their faces, their walks), in this amazingly complex and impossible to truly comprehend matrix we call reality.

Everyone was going somewhere. We're a busy species. Everyone, from what I could read on their faces (assume), was thinking about things in their life. I could suddenly see and feel all the mix of emotions and thoughts streaming around me. Life - the whole thing - is so immense that we tiny little humans with our personal stories and agendas are essentially insignificant. Our stress and worries certainly are. And yet, at times, they consume us. We get caught up. Everything we think is important we truly believe to be important. But it's not. It's all transient. Life is actually just a cosmic ride. 

It would help us all to shift our perspectives. Easier suggested than adopted, of course. But, really, really, we are shackled. We are victims of our own minds.

How to self liberate? Step one: know it is possible - and desirable. Two: try. Take yourself out of yourself and just observe. Remove attachment. Surrender. Be in the moment.

It all becomes a string of cliches - and this is a pity because the substance and power behind those words is key. It really is the way to begin to unleash your own truth and find a wider, more soulful understanding of what it is we are doing here.

I'm no guru. I'm down in the trenches with the rest of us. In it's own way it's comforting, familiar. But in another way, it is sad and wasteful - of our true potential. We are magnificent beings, much more than we realise. It is a dream we are living. And we can wake up into it. 

When you get a moment, as in 'get' a moment - hold onto the feeling of what can be. Find the hunger for it, for expansion of consciousness, for a taste of enlightenment. It's what we are here for, as a collective, all in it together. We're each distracted by our solitary stories and only rarely break free to see the grand beauty of the big picture. But it is there, it is there. Right now. Right here. Reach, reach!
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From Little Things

21/11/2014

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I voluntarily missed out on my night time poker game, so you know it must be important. I was invited to the Steiner school to attend a night of short speeches by year six - one of whom is my beloved godson, Jarrah. 

It was a special activity and they were adeptly coached and mentored by a drama teacher/parent who donated his time. Each kid, all around 12, spoke for 3 or 4 minutes. When they announced that there were going to 28 speeches in succession - it was a little bit like - OK, this is going to be a long haul. I was very happy to be there surrounded by the creative energy, the excitement, the proud parents and the precious children. I was expecting something shorter, perhaps, but, hey, let's see what comes...

In short, it was awesome. Each kid had chosen a topic close to their heart and had written the speech themselves. They had obviously all practiced well - some even spoke from memory. The topics were varied and interesting, topical: Global Warming, Learning From Mistakes, Caring for Animals, The Barrier Reef. One kid spoke on the Importance of Mothers. He got a standing ovation. About five of the boys talked about soccer. Jarrah's speech was about archery - his new passion. It began with the quote from Zen master Eugen Herrigel: "In the case of archery, the hitter and the hit are no longer two opposing objects, but one reality."

Mind focus. Merging. 

At some point in the evening, it was cleear the speakers and the listeners became that one reality. At the end of the talks, they sang three songs. One of them was by Paul Kelly and Archie Roach: "From Little Things Big Things Grow", which happens to be one of my favourite songs. The audience sang along on the chorus. Seeing those young souls there, fully alive and in the moment, gushing with innocence and enthusiasm, I pictured how each of them will grow up to be compassionate and strong adults and was overwhelmed with the absolute beauty of humanity. Tears were rushing down my face. I have not felt so in place, connected and honoured to be a human for a long time. I was uplifted and transformed. New seeds of hope and wonder were planted that night. We'll see what grows.
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freedom warrior

20/11/2014

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When I don't write something here for more than a week, I feel a little guilty. Like - I'm out there having fun, living the artist's free life; full of inspirations and illuminations - and not bothering to take the time to record and share some of it with other sentient beings who are literate and hungry for obscure tidbits from a small town painter/poet.

Well, truth is life has to be lived. I don't want to pressure myself into feeling that everything needs be set down in cyber stone - and it doesn't. My rule of thumb is that when I am compelled to write something, I will. There's a form of natural selection. Other juicy stuff is recorded, in a way, in my daily artworks and comics.

Anyway, this morning when I woke up I was thinking about how linear the approach to life is by mainstream existers. They are programmed to pursue academic achievements, then work achievements which result in the reward of money. Money is then used to finance a lifestyle and pay for buying things and supporting self and family. It's all a big system that has evolved. The problem is that it is very restricted. Life is so much more that this myopic and blinkered view. Almost all the good bits, the juicy bits, have little or nothing to do with this system of pursuits/rewards.

I thought about my own goals, from an early age, teens - how it has been to achieve mind expansion. Expansion. Exploration of multiple paths into the unknown, sometimes unknowable, in order to absorb a fuller understanding and experience of existence as a human. Contemporary social constructs are meager and distracting. They serve their purpose, sure, like to keep the wheels of everyday reality turning but it serves one to venture further afield in contemplation and interaction in oder to be truly immersed in the human experience.

Mind expansion. The mind is where it all happens. The mind is your tool for consciousness. Your consciousness is the framework through which you experience your existence. It all feeds into and of itself.

There's a lot to be said for not being a mainstream society player. For being a fringe dweller. For being an outsider. There is an immense amount of pressure from society to conform and play the game - overt and subconscious. You are not fully encouraged to let loose and go wild on your own version of reality. You are nudged into becoming a cog. You are more useful to the powers that be as a predictable, steady and obedient part of the machine. 

But to what end? Who are you? Who are we all? What are we doing here? What lies beyond this very narrow set parameter that we exist within? If you don't ask these questions - they will never be answered. 

I am lucky. Although I have very little in the form of material goods, I am able to flitter and flutter to and fro at whim. I am not anchored down. I am a free spirit. A wild man. I live in and for imagination and all it's powers. I am a shaman. An alchemist. I am not limited to this time. To these flimsy artificial barriers all around. I seek to discover truth and insight. I seek answers to questions that have not yet been conceived. I want - for all of us - for all humanity - liberation. I want our souls to be free. And big, bigger. I want more love, more joy, more freedom to pervade. These are my goals. This is what I live for. Not for money. Not for approval. Not to own things.

I live in order to experience whatever fantasmagorical and tripped out ride comes along. To be able to hop on board, drop my hat, laugh with abandon, look to the sky and purr like a cat as I am flung into new directions, concepts, visions and experiences. 

Do I achieve all this on a daily basis. Hell, no. Life is fucking hard, man. All kinds of things try to get me, depress me, limit me - reality demons. But do I give up on my dream? No. Not ever. That is not an option. No matter what the circumstance that surrounds me, I am and will always remain a freedom warrior. I will fight and strive for truth and illumination till the end.

And there is no end.

(Wild laugh)
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nature vs nurture

4/11/2014

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How much to get involved with one's own destiny?
To follow the path of least resistance or pick a high road to the peak and ascend at risk, unrelenting?
Perhaps a mixture of both.
So many factors go into our chosen course of action at any given time.
As you get older, you ask youself ' 'is this worth the effort?' and 'what is the payoff for the time/energy investment here?' Experience is a good teacher and one learns that not everything is worth pursuing.
At the same time, one does not want to become jaded or disillusioned. There needs to be magic. Chance taking. Impulse following.
But all to what end? Ultimately - none of course. We disappear suddenly and leave behind nothing but fading stories. 

I read a quote yesteday by Pema Chodron: 'Whatever is happening is the path to enlightenment.'

I like it. Takes away the burden of over thinking, over extending, excessive anticipation and expectation. It is in line with my personal life view: go with the flow. Why rush when we are all just running around in circles anyway?

That being said, life is at it's best when you are on a mission, collaborating (at work or play) with other like minded people you respect. Some things are worth doing. And sometimes you don't realise it until you have already started and travelled along an uncertain path for a while.

It's a balance. Staying positive and open to any possibilities of growth or goodness but not being pulled into shallow reward activities that come from murky motivations like ambition, greed, ego.

And that word - enlightenment. The ultimate goal. To become lighter. Less attached. More free. Does one strive for it or just let it happen. Either, man. Just do it your way. It's no big deal. Check out the world around you. The leaves on the ground. The clouds. The river. Nature is all about slow and simple change, constant. It's all movement. It's all beautiful, too. Really look. See how magnificent things are. You don't need anything more that what you have. Breathe it in. Sigh.

It's all just fine.



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