UNSPEAKABLE  SUFFERING  THROUGHOUT  CHILDHOOD – ONE  FRIEND, ONE  ESCAPE  METHOD  ONLY:  

I never knew the mainstream “God” that is starting to wear thin in people’s present awakenings. The only hope I ever had was the Absolute and It has brought me to unspeakable all- pervading freedom. 

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There’s no place to go

. . . physically or mentally, 

Nothing to do, no one to see

. . . or talk to. 

You’re here already, 

Listening ….

As you’ve done since early childhood … 

Crushed to the quick, by caretakers and the like. 

You had one … just one friend

You called me God and that was quite fine then. 

Now “I” don’t mind any name

. . . or none at all. 

Joel confirmed it. 

And now you see you’re not even here…!

All that backstory – nothing! Never! 

Avoid like the plague the Replacers

Keep listening, until . . .

Until . . .

It’s all dropped off.

We lie. Sorry, no offense intended. But we do. How are you? Just fine. Liar!
Prolly not a good opening paragraph but sniveling half- truths ain’t getting nowhere! We want want want some thing and we’re not getting it! So we fabricate and tweak our story to fit our perceptions of what we believe to be incumbent upon us.
Now we feel better knowing how dearly we deserve that thing we want!
We say i believe i believe when we haven’t a clue. And oh so patiently wait for that thing to drop into our proverbial lap.

Someone’s boiling potatoes

They suddenly toss one to you

No time to think … what do you do?

Drop it!

Upon further scrutiny
That dream “I” just awoke from
Seemed sorely lacking.
No birth, growth, maturity,
No history whatsoever
Just its own impudence.

“I” spent ten years schlepping
To and fro the university
For what?
Bought books and shit like that.
Pored over them, digested them
And spat them out.

Then this audacious dream occurs
Where’d all “my” learning go?
Why am “I” not turned around
At the slightest presentation anymore?
The dream doesn’t apologize.

It looks at … or, through, “me”
Says “your” examination expired.
Who says there ever was a “you”?
Who says there ever was?
Who says there ever?
Who says?

Robin Starbuck

Nothing needs to be done. That’s one of the “trickiest” points for people to “process”. This, right here, whatever it is, is absolute allness and absolute nothingness simultaneously. 

     It seems like an astronomical task to quit trying to make sense out of that which is beyond all sense and sensibility! Yet it’s so unbelievably simple … and breathlessly beautiful!

DrRobinStarbuck

IT’S ALL OVER

You don’t exist.
I don’t either.
Nobody does.

Not in some far-off
Esoteric “place” but
Right here, right “now”

Ponder it deeply
Before your pondering
Mechanism dissolves!

Every “thing” is departing
With fond alacrity
Good riddance to it all.

Alone at last – how sublime!
No more years to waste
On the treadmill of seeming life.

Nothing has changed . . .
And yet
Every thing is different now.

Indescribably wonderful!
Ineffable perfection
Joy without end.

There may be pain and fear
What of it? You’re not there.
Nor me, nor him, nor anyone.

The ultimate “finished” freedom
Is found in everyone’s
Ever-present absence.

-Robin Starbuck

YOUR UNFINISHED GOLDEN BUT PAINFUL OPPORTUNITY   

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it can be trauma gone amuck

things just aren’t as they should

stuff … unacceptable, never quits

and all you want is out! 

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You err my good friend. 

Yes you really have glimpsed

Truth beyond all this seeming.

Way beyond, but right here. 

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You could never have awakened

As you – yes You – have done!!

Without the trauma goading you

Since day one! 

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You must let go of the people

Who’ve trampled you down. 

No story, no conclusion, just

Drop them off alone. 

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Close every book, …….

Finished at last. ……

Even when symptoms persist ….

Don’t fail to open………