Morning Trip (218)

“…’I think about religion, most of it is same-same.’
‘Not everybody thinks so, Ketut. Some people like to argue about God.’
‘Not necessary,’ he said. ‘I have good idea, for if you meet some person from different religion and he want to make arguement about God. My idea is, you listen to everything this man say about God. Never argue about God with him. Best thing to say is, “I agree with you.” Then you go home, pray what you want. This is my idea for people to have peace about religion.’….”

–Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat Pray Love

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Morning Trip (280)

“The Evil One has tried before to use his power against mankind, and always before, God has been able to defeat him. But in the last one hundred years, Lucifer has gained so much ground in the hearts of man that the most evil who have ever lived, and the most evil who are among us now, could tip the balance of power between good and evil. And I am sure you remember the adage from Edmund Burke, ‘All it takes for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.”
–John Edward, Fallen Masters

**My Own Note: Taken from Master Number 22 (4 pillars of perfection, minus a center of balance from the 5, now, here comes that reason need for the 5,from the page of 5, as above so below, choice, a tipping of balance, paragraph 9 elevated master teacher, ascending, final lesson. Each energy coming from each breath and each ‘line’ our intent crafts and our body executes ripples out changing the shape and response of all else, a dance of consort. Wakey Wakey! 🙂

Morning Trip (275)

“How do we know that God isn’t in Hell, and Satan in Heaven, where he started out? Whose word do we have to go on? Dante? Milton? Literature is literature, my esteemed geniuses, but those poems of yours are just grand guesses. What if God simply couldn’t take Lucifer’s complaining and posturing and Sturming and Dranging day after day, night after night, and decided to pack his bags, get out of there, and go straight to Hell, to put as much distance as possible between himself and that irritating cocky bastard. And once that happened, let’s say that Lucifer calmed down and remained in Heaven among his fellow angels, who never gave a shit about him anyway, happy that the pious asshole was out of his sight, yet sulking that he had no enemy in his weight class worthy of railing against, or usurping. And let’s say that these two impressive personages have lived in both locations all along, from the start. So we have Lucifer out of place among the vanilla goody-goodies, and God sitting around with the fire and brimstone, and a bunch of cackling junior devils. Wouldn’t those newly dead people assigned to one place or the other be in for the surprise of their lost lives when they got there. Good would be mixed in with evil, evil in with good. And God would exist in eternal confusion. And Lucifer, too. Just like the rest of us….”
–Roger Rosenblatt, Thomas Murphy

Morning Trip (251)

“Stop reading. Lean back. Give me your mouth.
Your grace is as beautiful as sleep.
You move against me like a wave
That moves in sleep
Your body spreads across my brain
Like a bird-filled summer;
Not like a body, not like a separate thing,
But like a nimbus that hovers
Over every other thing in all the world.”

–Kenneth Rexroth, from When We With Sappho

Morning Trip (247)

“I think I could turn and live with animals, they’re so placid and self-contain’d.
I stand and look at them and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition.
They do not awake in the dark and weep for their sins.
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God.
Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things.
Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago.
Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.

So they show their relations to me and I accept them.
They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them
plainly in their possession.

I wonder where they get those tokens.
Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently
drop them?”

–Walt Whitman

“So the old people laugh
when they hear talk about the ‘desecration’ of the earth,
because humankind they know
is nothing in comparison to the earth.”

–Leslie Marmon Silko
Pueblo Nation
Yellow Woman and a Beauty of the Spirit

Morning Trip (194)

“Within each of our forms lies the existential mystery of being. Apart from one’s physical appearance, personality, gender, history, occupation, hopes and dreams, comings and goings, there lies an eerie silence, an abyss of stillness charged with an etheric presence. For all of our anxious business and obsession with triviality, we cannot completely deny this phantasmal essence at our core. And yet we do everything we can to avoid its stillness, its silence, its utter emptiness and radiant intimacy.

Being is that which disturbs our insistence on remaining in the life-numbing realm of our secret desperation. It is the itch that cannot be scratched, the whisper that will not be denied. To be, to truly be, is not a given.
–Adyashanti