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The Supernatural Sound of Somethingness

By Alan Ayazyam

Dedicated to my Soul Mate

The Guide

The Guide is crazy and he leads you on a crazy adventure

But eventually you become a guide yourself

And then the journey is yours to guide others on

And you will know just what to do

Though it’s hard to believe, it’s true

You will flow with you as you

And you will know just what to do

One step at a time you’ll walk through

The gateless gate

Until the world and everything in it is a blue sky

And you’ll forget what it means to die

And you’ll forget how to live, and instead you’ll be alive

Welcome to the Moment

Welcome to the moment

No matter how you got here

You are here to stay

Welcome to the whisper

Nobody needs to know

What you’ll say

Just speak away

But do so quietly

The enemy isn’t far away

People Use People

People use other people

To accomplish certain goals

Now this one, now that one

There is an ongoing debate

You are the one to blame

The “is of the Uh”

Before a thought appears

Your mind clears

Before there is an “I”

Say Hi

Before there is a “the”

There is the “is of the Uh”

All Things

You are witnessing someone

This person is not you

You are the eternal

Including but not limited to

All things

The Dogma

The dogma is to sit still

And tell the truth

Do this one thing

And you will become the master of all things

Programming

Program the subconscious

To do your will

Quiet the conscious

Until it is still

The Frozen Tundra

Upon Waking I was disturbed

Wanting to stay asleep

In turmoil buried

Wanting a way out

The frozen tundra of waking life

Too much for me to bear

The Supernatural Sound of Somethingness

In supernatural hours

A saber rattles

Detailing my demise

And never ends, and never begins

And never ends

The White Page

The White Page opens

And blank

Asking to be filled

Does not wish it was not empty

But instead wishes for more wishes

A Way Opens

After a long trek through nowhere

Being given every kind of threat for non compliance

You may start on your own path

You will fight with all your might

Convinced that your will is better than the will of your master

Until one day you fall down

In agony and exhaustion

Unable to conquer your eternal foe

And then

Suddenly

A Way Opens

Nobody Here Likes You

The tired young creative

Trying so hard to fit in

Is told: “Nobody here likes you”

And feels it must be true

And no evidence exists to contradict the claim

But the creative carries on anyway

Unperturbed

Because

He is better than them

The Reason Why

As far as this road may go

I am yet further and beyond it

I cannot be described with words

Only words can blind it

Go beyond concepts

And meet me in the sky

I can show you how not to die

I am the reason why

The Means to Pretend

A mythic beast

When climbing, climbed too high

Was brought down to earth by the appearance

Of his favorite dream

Steeped in the blood of a good kill

Riding the wind of his wild will

Blessed from the beginning and cursed in the end

Without a friend except the means to pretend

Choking on a piece of Life

While Downloading this Life

You may choke as Nityananda did once

On a potato slice three miles high

If this happens do one thing for me

Retreat into the nearest tree

Find shade and wait for God’s hand

In the form of your most beautiful friend

Who is asking you for something

I want you to meet my student

Who is asking you for something

He will show you the way for now

Since I can’t be there with you anymore

Treat him kindly and he may share with you

His secret

I won’t tell you what it is

Oh, alright fine

Here’s a hint:

It’s jugs and jugs of wine

Showing You to Yourself

I cannot be blamed for what happens automatically

Even beautiful things like art

God acts through me

And I am not the one responsible

But I will say this

God loves to show you himself through me

God loves to allow me to

Show you to yourself

I Am Wishing

I am wishing now for the strength

To give you what you already are

I am hoping that life dissolves a little bit for you

So you can taste it like I do

A sweetness inside bitter coffee

If a Change Drives You

If a change drives you

To try to succeed

By any means follow your heart

Pretending all the while that it was always your plan

From the start

Just for Show

The Ice-warm heat of your makeshift basement

Moved me into the roundabout

Daydream I used to think

It was all just

For show

Without Knowing Why

Words have taken the place of action

This is no good

It can be the opposite

But not this way

When it is this way you know

We all end up jealous and afraid

Without knowing why

Having Fun Together

I may become the very thing you hate

If I do, I am sorry

But there is no way out except facing what you hate

So be my friend and we can

Have fun together

The Beginning of Our Life

I am attached to the sound of your voice

I am in love with your mind

Your heart is my heart

And if you might be inclined

Believe in me and I will do the same to you

And this is how our life can begin

Sattva

I am entirely certain

That being as such

Is not separated from doing

With one caveat

One must be clear

That the doing of something

And the being of something

Coincide accurately in a way that is able to

Make Peace

With and within itself

And finally be done and settled

Making It Right

I am directly being

Breathed into being

By the carcass of a direct witness

To control a narrative

About the unfairness

And duty of unfairness

To be made right