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The Bohemian Imperative Part 2

The Voice Of The Ancient Bard Youth of delight! come hither And see the opening morn, Image of Truth new-born. Doubt is fled, and clouds of reason, Dark disputes and artful teazing. Folly is an endless maze; Tangled roots perplex her ways; How many have fallen there! They stumble all night over bones of the dead; And feel–they know not what but care; And wish to lead others, when they should be led. – William Blake – ____________________ Hey All,…

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Room At The Feast

O infinite Consciousness, brimming with elixir, You live within my body, and I worship only You. I do not care if I die, take birth, or pass into some other state. These things are so ordinary now. – Lalla Ded Sappho on the Leucadian Cliff – Pierre Narcisse Guerin Room At The Feast… I have laid a banquet out for all of you; and you can partake of it as you like. A large serving of Coleman Barks reciting Rumi,…

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Introducing Music Meditations

I. 83. candâ jhalkai yahi ghat mâhîn “But who will lead the Mystery Theatre, where dreams are revealed and the ancient rites are held”? The moon shines in my body, but my blind eyes cannot see it: The moon is within me, and so is the sun. The unstruck drum of Eternity is sounded within me; but my deaf ears cannot hear it. So long as man clamours for the I and the Mine, his works are as naught: When…

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All The Hemispheres

Dividing God The moon starts singing When everyone is asleep And the planets throw a bright robe Around their shouldersand whirl up Close to her side. Once I asked the moon, Why do you and your sweet friends Not perform so romantically like that To a larger crowd? And the whole sky chorus resounded, “The admission price to hear The lofty minstrels Speak of love Is affordable only to those Who have not exhausted themselves Dividing God all day And…

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