Trinity

From: Hymn to God, My God, in My Sickness by John Donne

“I joy, that in these straits I see my west; 
For, though their currents yield return to none, 
What shall my west hurt me? As west and east 
In all flat maps (and I am one) are one, So death doth touch the resurrection.”

Blue Creek

I have no identity
But what you would have of me. 
A friend I would be, 
Or son, brother or father, 
To your mother, sister, daughter. 
But If you ask me,
Nothing here to see. 

Guitar on the knee,
Twangy variations of Bluesy E
With a found blue A.T.C. 
Somewhere south of Tennessee.
Where the Creek would  roam,
When they were free,
Before losing their homes and way
For the sake of foreign liberty. 

Delights of the Arcane in the Garden

Dhamma wheel
From The Gospel of Mary Magdalene
“All that is born, all that is created all the elements of nature are interwoven and united with each other. 
All that is composed shall be decomposed;
Everything returns to its roots;
Matter returns to the origins of matter. 
Those who have ears, let them hear.” 

Heaven’s Door

Dhamma wheel
Bardo of Becoming: 
Now when the bardo of becoming dawns upon me,
I will concentrate my mind one- pointedly,
And strive to prolong the results of good karma, 
Close the womb-entrance and think of resistance;
This is the time when perseverance and pure thought are needed,
Abandon jealousy and meditate on the Guru with his consort.      
-Bardo Thodol

Colliding Particles in a Bubble Chamber

Dhamma wheel
Bardo of dharmatā
Now when the bardo of dharmatā draws upon me
I will abandon all thoughts of fear and terror,
I will recognize whatever appears as my projection
And know it to be vision of the bardo;
Now that I have reached this crucial point,
I will not fear the peaceful and wrathful ones,
My own projections.
-Bardo Thodol

Cosmic Background Rose

Dhamma wheel
Bardo of the moment before death:
Now when the bardo of the moment before death draws upon me,
I will abandon all grasping, yearning and attachment,
Enter undistracted into clear awareness of the teaching,
And eject my consciousness into the space of unborn mind;
As I leave this compound body of flesh and blood
I will know it to be transitory illusion. 
-Bardo Thodol

Dream of a Sun Dance

Dhamma wheel
BarDo of Dreams
Now when the bardo of dreams  is drawing upon me,
I will abandon the corpse-like sleep of careless ignorance, and let my thoughts enter their natural state without distraction;
Controlling and transforming dreams in luminosity. 
I will not sleep like an animal 
But unify completely sleep and practice. 
-Bardo Thodol