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Manic Meditations

John J. Rohrer

Copyright © 2014 John Joseph Rohrer

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“A Thread to Enlightenment, Part 1”

Every moment carriesthe potential of unwritten futures…Shrouded deep in mystery,the heights of possibility…Through understanding, we enable changetoward a fate that we create.

Hope escapes a prison of despair,unleashing pure potential,driving a deliverance of dreamin search of higher meaning.

Save the world – move on, move forward.Write the wisdom not yet known to man.To cure the world, first cure yourself,and what you learn along the waymay do some good.

The evolution of understanding rains upona drought of meaning,nourishing a growing soul directlyand through those it changes.Will we ever be the same?The universe is pure change…

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Science of the spirit bears a purpose:to, through understanding,elevate the consciousness of manto heights impossible forthose who place their faith in fantasy.

The gift of life is oursto fully claim,in love fulfillment,aims of purpose,and transcendent joy.Our better humor seesthe brighter sideof souls and life event;it opens us to beautyand the peace of harmony.

A community of bonds createdby the active listeners of love,who seek to understand the souls of those who share a common home…Together we relate asfellow conscious facets of The Whole;we find our kindred spiritsuniversal after but a while…

Peace and wellness dawn upon me,as I let my tensions go…

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I think of nothing butthis precious gift that I have foundwithin my heart,which I knew not, in pain.

From a good place, I act in life, conscientious for the caring,tolerant of evil to a point,at which I vent my wisdom’s grace.I seek a sound solution tothe wrong that troubles me…Happiness-thieves must learn to see:the beauty in another’s joy,the ugliness of others’ pain,the truth that one is not alone in life(and others matter too).

My well-being is in harmony withhappiness for all,for I care and bare the wisdom ofexperience that I recall.With aims to help anotherin society to suffer less,I hope to find my callingin discovering how I may bless the world.

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Here we are, where we will never be again.Time and place are both unique,and ever is it now, renewed…The churning of the cosmic seahas given rise to this great blessing;borne beyond all memory,The Everything endures…and in my mind,the pinnacle,the purpose,builder of community,appreciates a beauty that will never be again, as it is now.

Meaning-for-the-soul,significance for my core purpose,born of insight’s understanding,through my cares, becoming joy and pain…Such is the process ofthe good and bad alike,whether in deep profundityor shallow thrill.

My conscience is my confidence, my soul.In strength of love and reason, I live,wishing best for allwho suffer and who care…I dominate the dominators,

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speaking basic truthupon the platitudes of attitudeswho disrespect the souls around them,high in ego air.. because I care.

People are perfectwithin their awarenessof caring and wisdom,of ethic and efficacy.What they fail to considermust all be forgiven,and where’s our compassionfor their tragedy?The dysfunctionsof ignorant innocencepull at the heart to becomea good teacher and guide.What we need arethe truths of existence,inspired and accessible,that which a parent confides.

Hyper-righteous dominationtragically offends my spirit,paining me galvanically.I seek to make things rightand be a light for thosein dark of ignorance or innocence.The source of evil in our worldis every domination.Only by relinquishing our powermay we find our love.

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All is well, and cares I leave alone,a sleeping mother and messiahready for evils unknown.All one may do is speak one’s mind.The search for wisdom now may findthe path of efficacy that insight has shown.

I go outside to breathe the breezy airand feel the temperature of any night or day.I wonder at my passing feelings –are they granted to a soul by God,manipulated in the momentby the passing breeze?The gifts that I enjoyare as rich as life in all its wonder.I turn my gaze up to the heavens,searching for an inspiration,lost inside the revelation of Infinity…

“In the Moment”

The pinnacle of effortless,of truly letting go to life,is felt in deep acceptance ofthe moments as they come

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and pass to nothingness,forever gone,an echoin the soulwe feel in depth.

“Potential”

Slates are cleanedin every moment.Freshly I attend to life.You’re uniquein every instant.Wonder shinesa clarity in me,as I consider you anew –potential friend and teacher,source of a fulfillmentI could know at any time –at such a time as now.

“Genesis”

Genesis, a frame of mind –the moment of beginning…Conception of another life,as simple as to recognizethe subtle shift of timein its potential re-envisioningof consciousness in evanescent life.

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“Introspection”

Alone with my thoughts,beyond pressure to talk,I discover the peace ofmy candid abandon.Acceptance of selfis restoring the healthof my inner expressionof care and opinion.Dredging my memory,flirting with fantasy,swimming the sea ofmy deep intuition,I soak in the meaningmy focus is gleaningand finally assessthe most likelyconclusion that brings.

“Shy Sage”

Understated understandings,hidden, humble, healthy-hearted,learning of the stuff of life,withholding wisdom earned…Perhaps one day to speak the substancecuring in a core of caring,growing in the sunlight of

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experience, discerned…

“From Timid to Sunlight”

The freedom to say anything in honestyis granted by the peace of the secure.The calm acceptance of the self-effacingbears a disinhibiting allure.In giving love that’s unconditional,we find, in our relationships, a curefor broken spirit angst.We open to a sense of self as pureand find the meaning ofa silence grown mature.

“Effortless”

Moving at the pace of pleasure,effortlessly mining meaning,born in grace, a new regardfor all that I perceive…

“Optimal”

Free of artificial burden,grounded to an inspiration,

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balanced in consideration,making moments home.

“The Will of All”

The elements were with me,as the wind of changecaressed my love.The steeling breezedrew out my depth,as essences we fused,becoming one in melting souland in the progeny embodying our hope.The summer’s rain began to soak usin the tears of letting go,as we embraced the ether,stretching outintothe will of all.

“Gravity and Levity”

Take a breath and greet the day.Though many moments punish us,they’re grounds for laughter –the absurdities of moral irony.You’ll make it through,and it is training you to copeby finding levity

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in spite of gravity.

“A Late Spring Day”

Doesn’t get much better, really…Shade and breeze and the beautiful trees…Skies flying by in a natural ease…I can see, the day ispleasant, pleasing, perfect,somehow suited toa creature such as me.I feel so lucky just to Behere in this life,happy for now.

“Electric”

Panic is the ride that I convertto electricity an d laughs ofthe absurdity and vimwithin the risk ofsweet success.

“At One”

It’s okay to be happy, John.Relax into the moment, son.There are no valid reasons anymore

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to keep abandoning the energies you feel.

“False Authority”

Flummoxed by the tragedy of idiots abound,I start to laugh at the absurdityof sophistry’s authorities.We pay them just tospread the specious word,while truer insight remainsshackled to the walls of their domain.

“Bad Mood”

Bad mood? Accept it.It’s not bad. It’s natural.What’s bad is that none seem to care.So fuck ‘em. You’re alright –whatever your valid mood is.

“Respect”

Listen up, Self,and listen up, directors:I am how I wish to be,and I reject such bad advice

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as an assault upon my core autonomy.You have no claim to my perspective;I reject your poor directivesas a narcissistic insult I don’t need.Respect my will,or I will throw your will away.I need you not,at least in that limiting way.

“The Shame Switch”

Embarrassment relies onvulnerability, to take effect.So if another judges, turn it off.That soul’s not worth your suffering.

“Radical Acceptance”

Radical acceptance isa buffer between stress and me.The nature of a change is tracked,and calmly it makes sense to me.I know just what to say and do,from everything that I’ve been through.I deal with passing life withina sensible serenity of soul.

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“Is it all just tragic?”

The only way outof the valley of doubtis to forge through to faithin existence’s meaning.Coming to terms withexistence of horror,one bargains thatlife is still worth suffering.

“Wonder”

Energizing basic pleasure,every moment’s inspirationbares an existential treasurefor our wiser eyes’ creation.

Wonder uses intuition,shutting down habituationfor a fresher soul-cognition,carried through in situation.

Life can be your spirit’s choosing,new or old in contemplation,moving forward, finding, losingevery transitory meaning.

Letting go to greet the present,void of any reservation,life becomes a pleasant heaven

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gleaned from every story one may know.

“Courage”

Calm is better.Psalms of pleasureguide us throughthe night we share.Beyond the reign of fear,a courage pushes past a dark despair,to meet each journey’s testand find the ultimate successof perseverance in the face ofall adversity we dare to challenge,hoping, striving for the bestconclusion of our care.

“Shifting Rich”

Inspiration thrives on change –any simple novelty of momentary stimuluswhich sparks a life digestion in the soul.So if you wish to move ahead in richness,choose the path of greatest providenceof vital shift, to keep things fresh.

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“Uniquely Now”

The only moment of its kindthat I will ever knowis every moment that I come to findso lost within the flow.

“The Shift”

All of that which now exists,a snapshot of eternal shift…This universe is somehow, surely,definite, if destined to be infinite,and, were there any way to see it truly,I believe we’d see, predictable,within that light of truth.

“Time”

Every day, a new beginning,every moment’s now, reborn…The last is in the past, forevergone, whether or not I mourn…The Dawn of Time, forever hidden,lost inside a mystery,defies my dearth of understanding,birth ‘til death, a hidden history…

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“Quantum of Time”

Endless moments, filled with photons,peopled by a glut of quarks…Every indivisible expression,somehow banishing the dark…Just one moment’s all we’re made of,small enough to hide its range…Time as past and future, shockinglyboils down to just one endless change.

“Patience”

Learning patience, time acceptance,simple wellness, pushing action…Letting go the urgent yearning,burning where my purpose grew,I discover deeper demons’doldrums of dissatisfaction,eating at my love for living’sbastion of enlightened view.

“Abundance”

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The notion of a spiritual abundancepiques the confidence and peace of mindwhich charges up my nature now to shinefrom the creative world within, to radiateupon the faces of the souls that fillthe home of my adventureswith their grimaces and grins.We share the purpose: finding meaning,and so we are less alone than one might think.We are the same in fundamental ways,and in these ways, we are related in our soulsof peace and fear, of love and hate,of joy and tears – why we createwhat we must ever rediscover,here and gone and grown anew as one again.

“A Universalist Acceptance”

Everything in life gets old,for those with working memory.And so it may be bold,but I don’t fear any mortality.Is there a meaning

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more than fleetingone may gleanfrom moments meeting?All is lost but born anewin vast diversity.

“Vessels of Significance”

So many facets of the human life,and here it is –the gauntlet of the gamut of them all.From basic drives to deeper meaning,feelings of success and failure,fusing with the purpose of it all…How understated go the onlyvessels of significance we know.

“Breath of Meaning”

Blank, I start afresh,from the convergences within a mood…Ghosts of those who peopleall my long years’ memoryseem as they seemedso long ago to different “me”,bonded in synergy – the same life energy –

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or so it seemed to one of pine for harmonyand meaning’s endless love inhale.

“The Breeze”

Pages fold into the breeze(the animator of the leaves)…A wistful meaning so conceivesthe weather’s transient flow…

“Paper”

Page, you are Potential,through which manifests my soul…The very thought of your unwritten future permeates my living goal.We bastions of infinity’s significance are thus enabled, realizing higher meanings,focused on the myriad of fleet profundity…What more is there?To touch the ground of knowing,ever here and ever flowing,grants a chance to find a visiongifted for the world to see.

“Fresh Start”

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Fresh-start paper,blank with budding inspirations,never written, only thought the onceand put with pen in pointer-middle-thumb…I’ll change the page, to change the world,in boundless hope for some success,a messianic quest for those whodream delusion to a vision anda wisdom tempered true.

“Spring Dawning”

New life dawns for every moment;spring is here with heat and rain,awakening the trees and soulswho’ve weathered winter’s frozen wait.From dormancy to active living,destined flourish once again,relief becomes romance andurgent, aching, spirit zest,as all the energies I’ve quelledare given life to realize, in being blest.The season ebbs and flowsits way to happinessfor we of frozen suffering,whose only wishes are

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to soak the heat of springand feel the cool, contrasting breeze.

“The Breeze of Summer’s Night”

Who can know from wherethe wind may cometo cool the warm and bringits gentle kiss-caress.It seems an entity,to my reactive empathy,If only rudimentary of soul –a playful, random spiritacting as a blessingin this balmy summer night.

“Willow”

Willow waving in the breeze,so graceful, flowing on with ease,most flexible of all the trees?A metaphor for life…

“Brainstorm”

I am just a twinkling star,so soon to be envelopedby the convolution stormof lightning’s inspiration.

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I can see the thunderheadapproaching my essential light,and I accept my unknown destiny,for I have faith in the design.

“The Gift of Life”

I realize the greater context,burning on and on, heedless of meand the designs I wish to co-create,from visions of a harmony,actualized in perpetuity,such stories writing life in meand all of consciousness,fulfilling hope and dreams,to celebrate the Giftthat we call Life.

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About the Author

John Joseph Rohrer is the author of several books and the composer of several albums of original music. While he has been institutionalized for more than four years, he has not let this circumstance define him, but has risen above it, to express his under-represented or unprecedented insights, through such art as this book represents.

Photograph © 2012 John Joseph Rohrer

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