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cats on the patio

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Wing me over the great divide, in this flight of comprehension a weightless necessary experience?... a dream?...though if not... just as valid as no-thing... no experience....no feeling...no dream... as my testing the limits of this trip throughout tactile sensation, groping finds no symbolism or implications, of this no thought...which has not involved itself in the sensation of travel, or judgement of high or low...or better and worse, but knowing all this is not separate from each in mind alone...up til now... seemingly great distances...without effort or time...winging streaking, afire over this great divide without effort ... alight... burning... faster then perception now can know... sonic implosions booming forth from south to north, in instants...my intrepid adventures turn to commercial gold ...commercial gold to epic-ally documented and superbly edited virtual representations of my adventures through interdependence, full co-operation and talented artistry un-curtailed... …

returning to paradise

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I have tired of believing in what common sense says is true, "common sense" was a nifty little device to completely hide an awesome endless source of sustainability within. Totally un tapped by corporate greed or government tyranny. In fear of not appearing to be sensible or "politically correct" which I am assuming means your political "beliefs"...affiliations...and their two polar opposite zeitgeists...and the fear of not conforming to either side right or left...as "political correctness", which I think is the most hilarious two words to string together, since military intelligence.... Americans, they are so funny, they buy and read the magazine to know whom they are....they believe a magazine and buy all the stuff...American black, gay, crack smoking politician who becomes President...without the teleprompter... they all seem to transform into blithering idiots...only in America... hold on its going to be a roller-coaster...if you belie…

St. Patrick the most dangerous threat to America

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Of All the lurid machinations of failed corporate narratives...all them calling me lazy, the same believe that "working" is how you get rich...crashing against a long arriving understanding that makes all the cheap dive gin joint perspectives... seem not the chaff that indeed they are... I understand that none of them are rich...but speak as though they know what "rich" is... and what they believe is not true... willful deception of a nation of free citizens ...useful idiots everywhere, intended to serve and service the "wealthiest" individuals ... criminal kleptocracy over your very being...over your belief and perception they labor ceaselessly to keep most fooled... attempts at draconian heavy handed tyranny... jammed back up their ass with a lit candle on it... indeed upon the soul... though only I had allowed it sure... only I was fooled...all the remainder of you are obviously not fooled at all... all of you doing such a spectacular job out t…

God's playing cards

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The future days are here now just as the past, a long forgiven memory cannot be recalled, we are forgetful while here, sure... just as those whom seek after power say one thing and yet do another ...forgetting from what once they had said, so long ago...so they will all find themselves similarly betrayed...and peace conquers all and the renaissance begins....by we the people whom seem to allow them their crimes ...as folly even joking about the matter...and then consume them wholly in their own hatred, or love of which only within escape the deadly dreams here on earth betwixt, endless shades of good and evil ...wrong and right...again having forgotten, for that is what true forgiveness is... we break their bones and chew their flesh until no tyrant has courage enough to attempt a new coup...then finding the tyrant myself to die daily, beginning until the seeming end...but that is wrong ...been tried before ...and only forgiveness forgetting remains... all those whom are desiring co…

maybe it's over, maybe it's better to live

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Money is a guaranteed more attractive subject to consider as these things go in the course of time, although I just don't feel like writing anymore sorry that our value is immense in authentic gratitude for the excesses pouring forth from the spirit of opulence.... gladness attracts into my incarnate awareness the entirety of all this, Focus and experience, for remembering when now, is a riddle solved to great deegre. remaining as it is expressed even through its own manifestation and non-physical/physical expansion. Even through my own burning in the darkness as I see blindly through Faith to reasons and circumstance that profoundly reaches into the depth of what could be and holds out my greatest weakness to be made whole in strength beyond mortal humans Ken... my greatest fear made courage, until courage is no longer of need... as faith becomes a certainty not a possibility. Grow in faith sure, grow to see the shadows cast upon this fire lit, theatres, vast stages... we each …

solo flights

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The future days are here now just as the past, we are forgetful while here, sure... just as those whom seek after power say one thing and yet do another ...so they will all find themselves similarly betrayed...by we the people whom seem to allow them their crimes and then consume them wholly in their own hatred, we break their bones and chew their flesh until no tyrant has courage enough to attempt a new coup.... all those whom are desiring control will be controled... all them wanting to be seen as supierior shall be seen as less than in our sight, according to them they know our wants our needs our dreams but having seperated themselves from us in their minds... they push onto us their own fabricated fantasy about who and what they guess we are. ..they are the very definition of ignorance...hence they constantly seek approval and feel compulsion to indoctrinate everyone into their foul selfish scheme, posing as a savior and solution to miseries only they feel and believe that we …

acquiring faith is purpose

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I am John Tvrz, though I am much more than identifications... as one contains all that is... I am speaking from the perspective named John Tvrz.. am I that one?.... certainly as you are as well your own named perspective ...we sought to banish these hardships from mankind through wisdom....And wisdom is the result of poor judgement... So I cannot blame the guilty for their crimes...though certainly they do seek to blame me for their own...if wisdom is the result of poor judgement, then how does wisdom comply with cessation of judgement? ... and who is it whom has ceased judging? If I am to never "judge" or make the determination of good or evil intent within another, then how to trust my faith? For it sounds as though i must put trust in others as i have never done before...This radical hands off approach of non judgement requires great faith indeed...For without judgement all I have is faith...How to live by faith and not by incarnated vision...or sight of the eyes... how…

resuming presumption into greatness from mediocrity

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The things all mankind together has wrought, through these many centuries past ...all have come to naught... and yet I would be expected to hang on the endlessly repeated words of a single man... because he could sell things when he was alive... because his powers of business and cold heated ruthlessness were highly developed, his words today somehow carry more weight than the words of the unknown man whom came and left unnoticed...he lived died and did not change a thing... he was never seen or heard and hence his name is not known... and what the unknown man said... what the unknown man knew... that the known man did not... that unspoken knowledge contained as it always had... the answer to life's greatest questions, never to be known by another... for only to be drawn out from within...can knowledge be ...the endless cycles of seeking continue... lifetime after lifetime... even lives not upon this earth and still in all these far reaching extremes the answer to the problem …

engineered attention to agenda

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Amazon Affiliate, new thought, blog. John Tvrz on the street the metaphysical theater is open. So when is now, until then. Grounded in some vaudevillian semi rhythmic musical impulse... Beyond here in the physical realm they sought to own as a tyrant is seen... Never them but I, as all is. So these stories go and continue through ages, past Into some yet unknown... Remain mysteriously unseen in the open light of day and creation, God shinning down the beneficial tender mercies and miracles that emerge daily... Life altering financial durability, stability... renewable ever expanding financial wherewithal. Though all these certainly are states of awareness that are experienced in consciousness of ones own self. Deeply personal thought is not known but by the individual self, you can rest well assured the metaphysical theater is open... And all collective dreaming moved under the compulsions is... what is... Always will be. It does not seem a good investment to acquir…

An Unfinished Life

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Elvis Lives

On the porch, between the middle of the fence. An easy way... relax to the goal....I cannot strain something from not... to is...But must admit a learning of patience that never ceases. Contemplation and some serene buzzing...out of mind. All transient passing states of awareness. Two-years worth of what is and thereby perfection. It's shadow part and parcel of what is... a dance in the light. The swim and the walking... ought to go where I did not have to take it, forward. Iron-man marathon beyond tenable. Though the phenomena of sensual experience be me... myself now dreaming I am God... long ago God laid- down, and slept...within my own skull... crucified upon myself... and dreamed he was me...nay ... even became me and suffered with me every moment... Every whit... Never having left, only this amnesia remained to be cleared in remembering. To be expelled from my own skull aware of what I am. The law and the promise cannot be broken. Even by intentional deception …

Scottish military drummers, with pipes

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Some hyperextension of a dimensional radio check, over. The swinging wheel of seasonal cycling where no perception is, there is still not something. Still nowhere, no when... cannot be snared. Where all nothing waits in perfect nothing. And all stillness has such endless depth beyond space and time... forever. Sitting perfect and nothing need be done. All stillness pervades ever centrally ... ever in non motion...true hub of creations wheel. Nothing to say or teach but hear the silence. For there can never be nothing. In all things nothing. The center from which it all had come. No sounds... but all sounds. No vision but whole vision. No speech but the tongues... And all this, is, was... will be. To break between the frames of time itself outside all the perfection of quantification machine language... Always foolishness found unless it's is their own. The swinging the vines, of my perspective fallen to be beheaded by his own strange vision of the phenomena... of …

warning, reading this is a secret test of your strength.

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Is a Symbolic gesture of divine realization, as dubious as it sounds? Are not any or all things, sacred? And thus is all not divine?...It is for me ... I cannot be swayed by noises coming from the sleeping dead forms abounding here in this place.... even they... the unaware clay animations winding through eternally spinning deadly dreams of good and evil... these all are sacred ... I am in search of a sentence that breaks loose all the foibles of my relationship with an absolutely peerless aspect of my wholly developed self... a sacred communication in secret with myself revealed nowhere and all where.....when and how. Only you know why. the mysterious workings exposed... I stand in awe of self whom is God... Not here in the incarnated enchantment... of seasons and elements... no lingering in fear of deaths opinion about my independence from it... though that death be myself.... I am in constant conformation upon myself in that all that is... already a c…

Judas Iscariot , without Judas no Christ

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Imaginal action is the path into freedom ...for no circumstance can be aligned into worldly motion or physical action without the imaginary finish first having been seen, known and believed...ultimately its all imaginal even the seemingly physical...the people's boot stomping the head of the police state into fleshy crushed bone paste and crumbs upon the curb of the collective consciousness is my own imaginal personal masterpiece ... to be allowed to dissolve in non-action... and long before its main stream popularity... have I beheld its unique brush strokes within my inner sight... violence of action my own personal shortcoming... fades to its true form of never having been... though we all endure its spirit through the long passages of time...there does come a point... a very sharp point of refusal to accept any tyrants will over us... and that will of imposition crumbles to lame duck dust in our popular rejection of its imposition ...the people's mighty collective iron fi…