Philosophical Thoughts

It's very difficult to see the cause of one's discontents because the Conditioned Mind isn't understood enough to allow for this insight to be seen, thus one remains entrapped to “l” wanting things different....

The power to define is the power to determine destiny....

There is never a lack that isn't created so there is never a true need to rely on anything from the outside of oneself and until this is seen one's bondage will remain intact....

When there's a belief you need something that will provide peace, one is immersed in this thought, and until this is understood, one will remain immersed in the belief (thought) that peace can be reached for....

When life is lived from the head, there's all kinds of self serving agendas and needed results associated with them, but they don't really enhance life in the way one is looking for, so more agendas are created and more results are needed....

Reaching itself is the issue, not the thing being reached for. Not everything one thinks is healthy and supportive is truly beneficial. It will take a very settled mind to see the subtle bondage in the things one thinks are supportive....

There are many people who have good intentions to do what's loving, but they don't because they can't, and this is because unconditional love isn't in place, conditioned love is....

Only the Conditioned Mind needs to create a purpose for life. In the space of stillness everything just is and it's clear that the purpose of life is to just live with whatever's there, without the need to create a purpose....

Although what occurs now happens now, when it's seen through the eyes of the past one isn't with what is actually occurring. You can't be present for the present when the past is being used to live now....

Are the tools you have in place truly suitable to allow you to love yourself unconditionally and thus love all beings, with the key word here being all and not just the one's you deem suitable....
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There's a space

in my chest

where I feel

the absence of

my heart - that was torn out

by you.


The space is small

and insignificant;

trivial,

worthless;

like my feelings were

to you.


It wasn't always like that;

my heart.

It was big once...

big,

and full of love

for you.


Until that day,

when I saw

the truth

behind the lies

that were a part

of you.


Now I know

I was nothing more

than a puppet

to the devil

residing

in you.



Copyright by C. J. Spammer - 29 March 2017


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