The Ponderings of Yaj Ekim

 

26

Anything can be hijacked.

Anything can be twisted.

Anything can be altered

Anything can be usurped.

Anything can be manipulated.

‘Tis the nature of the beast within.

 

 

43

Anything can be usurped.

Anything can be distorted.

Anything can be rationalized.

Anything can be obliterated.

 

 

106

Consciousness can only be usurped by identity,

For as long as memory sustains the delusion.

 

 

137

 

Absolutely anything can be usurped.

Truth has been an unwitting collaborator to every sort of lie,

Ever since consciousness first parlayed the whimsical notions of irony and paradox.

What would existence be without their ever-brewing absurdities?

 

 

221

Truth, usurped by ignorance, yet again.

 

 

294

 

There is likely not anything born of mind, that cannot be usurped by ignorance.

 

 

337

Identity is merely awareness, temporarily usurped.

 

 

347

 

The boundless awareness is, without any movement of me or myself or I.

It cannot be altered, claimed, manipulated, possessed, or usurped.

It is the untapped spring, the uncarved block, the tabula rasa.

It is the primal source of all; partial or beholden to none.

It is prior to all manifestation, equally present in all;

And ever carries on after the dissolution of all.

 

 

400

 

What hope can there possibly be, when the bar,

Is set at meaningless, irrational absurdities, across the board.

When nature is usurped, ravaged, squandered, in every way, in every corner.

When the absurdity of trivia and distraction, carnivals and clowns, power and fame and fortune,

Become the mainstay, the lifeblood, the prime directive, the raison d'être.