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Donovan…Universal Soldier…Type Four

Donovan – “Universal Soldier” He’s five foot-two, and he’s six feet-four,He fights with missiles and with spears.He’s all of thirty-one, and he’s only seventeen,He’s been a soldier for a thousand years. He’s a Catholic, a Hindu, an atheist, a Jain,A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.And he knows he shouldn’t kill,And he knows he […]

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In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver–Type One

“In Blackwater Woods” by Mary Oliver Look, the treesare turningtheir own bodiesinto pillars of light,are giving off the richfragrance of cinnamonand fulfillment, the long tapersof cattailsare bursting and floating away overthe blue shoulders of the ponds,and every pond,no matter what itsname is, is nameless now.Every yeareverythingI have ever learned in my lifetimeleads back to this:

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Self Observation without Judging Oneself–by Red Hawk

Observing oneself without judging what one sees: Thus, to observe without judgment means to hold the attention steadily on bodily-sensation,* stay steady and unmoved in the body, relax the body, and allow the process to dissolve. When the intellectual-emotional complex triggers any movement not called for by the situation at hand, let that movement of

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Preparing for the journey…from ‘Views From the Real World’ by Gurdjieff

Go out one clear starlit night to some open space and look up at the sky, at those millions of worlds over your head. Remember that perhaps on each of them swarm billions of beings, similar to you or perhaps superior to you in their organization. Look at the Milky Way. The earth cannot even

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DUNGEON…A Type One Daughter Survives Alcoholism

DUNGEON…A Type One Daughter Survives Alcoholism by Michael Naylor You visited last night and a casket had you in its grips death holding you tight, squeezing blood from the stone of your heart you, wrapped in an iron veil.             Casually you mentioned you had another day when death wanted you. Or you wanted it.

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