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I’ll Know It When I See It—
  Oh, my, could you be more wrong?

You will not
  know AI
when you see it—
  That is the
whole point of it

And so
  typically human
  to at once
put this technology
  to destructive use

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The Sisyphus Conundrum
  And what he does wrong

Sisyphus’s problem
  is that he
  never makes it
all the way up

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The Writer’s Life
  and the Mundane

Live so well that
  the mundane
  sparkles

Write so well that
  the mundane
  lives

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The Way Out
  Simply Let Go

Softly relinquish
  the body-mind-
  viewpoint complex
Softly let go

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May You Wake Up
  To the one true sun

May the one true sun
  rise for you
May you know peace
  and strength
  and letting go
May the stillness inside you
  guide you
May you find your way
  back home

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Expansion

As ego
  diminishes
I expand

Bars and
  boundaries
fading

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The Rememberer
  I named by hummingbird Sati

He who hums
  a hundred eights
  a second
just to remain
  in one place

He who remembers
  a thousand nows
  a second
just to know
  this now

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Relief

My Ego has gone
  to see the Dodo—
That solved a problem
  or two

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Looking for
  versus Looking

Looking For means
  a made-up mind
an interfering mind
  Sunglasses

Just Looking means
  an open mind
no resistance
nor interference

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Gross versus Fine
  is a lie

The body is
  no less
imaginary figment
  than is the mind

Gross versus Fine
  is artificial
  and arbitrary
And a lie

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Collecting Awareness

Samadhi collects
  all awareness
from wherever
  subliminally
  engaged
for wholesome
  use in
wide sky seeing
  and insight

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The Karmic Self

Every day
  I am dealt
  very similar
but not the same
  cards

Every hour—ditto

Every minute—ditto

Every second—ditto

Each mind moment
  I am dealt
  very similar
but not the same
  cards

Every life
  I am dealt
  very similar
but not the same
  cards

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Nirvana

Nirvana is
  that part of you
that does not
  vibrate
at 3K Hz

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The Creation of Self

It is
  the separate me
  that is not eternal
I, on the other hand
  am eternal

I am pure awareness
  and pure awareness
  is selfless
but at some long-ago point
  did somehow manage
  and that is the mystery
to do some selfing

managed to fragment into
  sentient fragments
into sentient selves

And then some more
  and some more
times a trillion
times a trillion
times a trillion
  ad infinitum
(well, almost)

And then
  for good measure
   some more
  each little self
with its own little view
  and its own little pain
and its own little pleasure
  and its own little
me, me, me, me, me
  to maintain
  at all costs
That’s its remit

And its own little hands
  and its own little feet
and its own little tentacles
  and its own little sorrow
and its own little past
  and its own little future
always me, me, me, me
  me, me, me, me
  to maintain
  at all costs
That’s its remit

And the price of
  all this selfing?

For all this me-ing?

You must not
  remember

You will not
  remember

You cannot
  remember

You must remain
  ignorant

You will remain
  ignorant

For remembering
  truly remembering
will cause this whole
  edifice to crumble
to dissolve
  to unite into
 a once again
pure, self-less
  me-less
very infinitum
  awareness

And that would be
  the not at all
miserable ending
of us all

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