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OSHO: The Art of Listening

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Tiny earth inside me can hear everything i muse on Good Friday’s little-me day. I am twice the lyric homing in on unborn infinity’s stillness symphonies. Elephant sending is earth ears receiving everything listening at once, so as Holy Spirit does the forgiving, enlightening liquefiable Love energy commutes every sound as my, own with the ease missing in the language of the ‘dead bury the dead’ censuring one ear arrogant Karmic-dissonant Mortal-unpleasant reception.

A whole herd of elephants just stillness rhymed a whole unheard symphony on deaf Earth ole one ear, bored to Death Undead-deaf tears, and what is a home, as any noun but, just another Dead Language Illusion as far away from invisible homing in on Good Friday can stop sublimating frozen solid Mortal’s stuck deep inside Earth’s slowest moving Mountain Karma-memory dead-pile unheard-before chattering Inglorious-glaciers.

Homing in on Crystalline Universal Cosmic Christ Light Existence Holy Spirit forgiveness nurturing “Light as a Fountain-feather” unborn infinity hears everything Mortal, as musical two ears Joy with an elephant Life of it’s own Symphony in Gentle Giant ONENESS Wonder Celestial Harmony. Elephants remember ONENESS with two big ears to Listen for miles away, up and down many invisible Fountain steps, on the way to the closest desert watering hole, even if to take a refreshing Love Ocean Freshet ‘wet mist of Spirit’ silent dip?

Holy Spirit Listens for us to surrender to devotion(devoid of ego) vibration, that is, so exciting to censor most of dead languages need to bore us to death in the mountain illusion of Body-memory Karma Dody-distractions. Can we hear gender one ear, without Holy Spirit devotion doing the TGIF Good Listening, or do we need to discuss the Karma-elephants in the Dying room, before looking Good gets replaced with a deep Holy Spirit thirst for Listening Well innocence?

I Love the poetry of Holy Spirit devotion because there is, always(timeless~reverie) more unheard before Alive~unsaid than any Mortal can, even pretend to hear, without invisible Love-devotion ‘twice the lyric’ in ONENESS musing Symphony Wonder, not so boring anger-filled anxiety shame-projecting. It’s a gift to be simple, and come round right in the valley of Delight, unborn as, only infinity can ‘send and receive’ as one Living Homing-in Existence-message.

Everyday Easter by Pine Cone

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