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From the moment of arrival, this vessel guides my way, Perceived reality, the ever changing hues of the day. Within the depths of my soul, the cosmos begin to swirl, In silence, we unearth wisdom, revealing hidden pearls.

Drop the grasping mind, reach the heart’s true root, In the depths that reside, eternal bliss takes its suit. With wisdom as our light, and love to pave the way, We waltz into the great mystery, where unity awaits.

Release unvirtuous thoughts, chart a sacred course, Dharma’s clear instructions, a path within the source. Beyond the realm of words, where knowledge truly thrives, Through the heartways of intellect, where understanding strives.

From birth to eternity, our spirits gracefully unfurl, In the symphony of life, where all colors whirl. May we seek the truth, in stillness and in motion, Discovering unity’s embrace within this vast cosmic ocean.

Verse 1Today I faced the fear that held me down So I stood tall and I held my ground With love in my heart and truth in my mind I knew I could overcome and be just fine

Verse 2In holding the world, I hold my own A power that’s pure and never shown For in each connection, we grow and become A strength that’s unbreakable, never undone

ChorusEverlasting love, it shines so bright A guiding light through the darkest night With every breath, I feel it grow Unity through love, that’s what I know

Verse 3What a feeling to believe in oneself To rise above, to become the wealth Of joy and peace, in each and every day With love, we can change the world in our own way

BridgeLet us join hands, let us stand as one With love in our hearts, we’ve already won For love is the key, the way to be free Together, we can change the world, you’ll see

OutroSo let us spread love, with every step we take For together, we are stronger, we won’t break With everlasting love, our hearts will shine A beacon of hope, for all of time.

In the tapestry of life, love’s song arise, Where beings find solace, under compassionate skies. A Bodhicitta symphony, a harmonious string, Weaving peace through suffering, on compassion’s wing.

Problems and possibilities, like clouds they glide, In the open awareness, where all troubles subside. Breath like a breeze, body like a dance, In the spacious sky of mind, a timeless trance.

Sounds of the universe, a gateway to space, Listening deeply, a serene embrace. Ear door open, to the river of sound, Mind expands like the sky, vast and unbound.

The open sky of awareness, a grace so divine, A boundless canvas where endless truths align. Within the open sky of the mind, a sanctuary grown, Discovering our true home, where seeds of wisdom are sown.

I am not permanent. Death happens—is happening now, a whispering tide in the marrow of life.

Death is another word for change, a verb, not a verdict, a river you cannot hold.

What has passed drifts like smoke from unclenched fingers. There is no point in resisting.

Death doesn’t grip; it flows, loosening the tight threads we weave to bind the world, until it simply lets go.

The ultimate change— a wave breaking on the shore of the unknown. It doesn’t cling, it transforms, and in its wake, we are reborn into something else entirely.

What are these forces that propel the world forward? Twelve links in the turning of time— all creations of the mind. So I train to be free.

With care and supreme awareness, I follow the breath from the outside in. I feel its temperature— lukewarm yet breezy— rising from my gut to my chest, to my collarbones, and above.

My whole body fills with presence. I am now connected. I am whole, though made of parts.

I am... Wisdom FM, tuned in just right— the dial not too loose, not too tight. My body relaxes and evaporates into the airwaves. Emptiness lies in plain sight: a dynamic and luminous frequency.

I know this because my mind is clear and knowing. Within the eye of the storm, all is luminous, all is perfect, all is one.

Five skandhas shimmer in the light— form, feeling, thought in constant flight, perception, consciousness that sees: not solid things, but processes.

They weave the fabric of each day, these threads that will not, cannot stay. To know them deeply breaks the chain, releasing us from clinging’s pain.

Not separate parts but rivers flowing, in body, mind—forever going. This human life: a fleeting dance where no fixed self can take its stance.

Look closely at what seems most “me”— only impermanence we see. No soul residing at the core, just patterns shifting, nothing more.

Examine deeply, find the space: emptiness holds each form in place. All things arise dependently, intertwined in mystery.

When impermanence becomes our sight, attachments loosen, soften, light. What seemed so solid melts like snow— temporary streams that come and go.

Beyond the narrow self we thought we were, wisdom, clarity, and compassion stir. We sought our joy in fleeting things, and wondered at the pain that brings.

But understanding cuts the root: ignorance falls like withered fruit. Insight blooms where shadows were— the aggregates become our teacher.

Five rivers meeting, parting, flowing, showing us the truth worth knowing: no separate self to grasp or keep, just this vast, interconnected deep.

Walk the path with patient grace, freedom opens boundless space. When suffering’s nature becomes clear, the dance itself holds what we revere.

In the shimmer of the five, find the peace of being alive.

Just living— isn’t that the dream? Say it isn’t so, but I woke again in paradise.

What a feeling, what a luminous existence— I sit here breathing paradise, alive, alive, alive.

In this eternal moment, I know who I truly am: the dreamer of the dream, the great magician meeting the venerable saint, the alchemy of holy magic and the grail of everlasting love— unconditional, immeasurable, radiant love.

My friend, the antidote to suffering waits to be uncovered. The universe expresses itself through a body like mine, like hunger wanting satisfaction.

I befriend the potential that arises, giving birth to the cosmic serpent, moving beyond the shadows of wordless whispers to the universal frequencies that bind all existence.

I am the knowing that knows I’m free.

What is on the mind?Some of yesterday’s thoughts still lingering, some even percolating— to it, add a dash of the future, but in the present tense.

The cheeky wind is here to remind us of what has not come to pass— of the unborn dream in its final gestation.

A felt sense in the blink of the wink, and the natural rolling laughter that fell from my lips.

I’ve come to tell you— to paint the still life, picture within picture, the macro within the micro, the part of the cosmos that can only be experienced in silence.

I beckon the benevolent deities to let me dance with them as I do with my ancestors.

Together we flow through each other like a glittering spider web, whose dewy drops create the unraveling, spiraling trail.