Apr 2016
I have this voice inside of me which drives me to despair;
Even after every effort made — it still berates beyond repair.
I have this voice inside of me, it screams, it kicks, it yells;
Even as I lay in perfect silence, it commands from tortured hells.
I have this voice inside of me, it has multiplied beyond belief;
I see it lies in all I’ve met — proceeds in everyone — without relief.
I have this voice inside of me, one which came from you;
All the lies you ever told me — they grew, they grew, they grew...
I have a mind inside of me, it haunts me through and through;
If I should ever die by my own hand, it spoke to me, through you.
...
I know of parts inside of me, at first I couldn’t distinguish the two;
One from me and one from you, one was false and another, true.
...
Another part inside of me, seeks to end your reign;
Perhaps by then, I will be governed by silence, perhaps by then, it won’t have to be feigned.
Another part inside of me, pleads for a higher path,
It pleads for me to surface, all in the wake of your aftermath.
...
I feel a beating within me, which yearns to live and grow,
*Even in the screams and contractions, a substance beneath me flows.
Even after every effort made — it still berates beyond repair.
I have this voice inside of me, it screams, it kicks, it yells;
Even as I lay in perfect silence, it commands from tortured hells.
I have this voice inside of me, it has multiplied beyond belief;
I see it lies in all I’ve met — proceeds in everyone — without relief.
I have this voice inside of me, one which came from you;
All the lies you ever told me — they grew, they grew, they grew...
I have a mind inside of me, it haunts me through and through;
If I should ever die by my own hand, it spoke to me, through you.
...
I know of parts inside of me, at first I couldn’t distinguish the two;
One from me and one from you, one was false and another, true.
...
Another part inside of me, seeks to end your reign;
Perhaps by then, I will be governed by silence, perhaps by then, it won’t have to be feigned.
Another part inside of me, pleads for a higher path,
It pleads for me to surface, all in the wake of your aftermath.
...
I feel a beating within me, which yearns to live and grow,
*Even in the screams and contractions, a substance beneath me flows.
Head and Heart
"Buddha says that unless you **** your parents you will never become free. Killing the parents means killing the voice of the parent inside you, killing the conscience inside you, dropping these nonsense ideas and starting to live your own life according to your own consciousness. Remember, consciousness has to be more and conscience has to be less. By and by, conscience has to disappear completely and pure consciousness has to be lived. Consciousness is the law – let consciousness be the only law. Then whatsoever you feel, it is your life. You have to decide. It is nobody else’s life; nobody else has any right to decide."
-- Osho
"Buddha says that unless you **** your parents you will never become free. Killing the parents means killing the voice of the parent inside you, killing the conscience inside you, dropping these nonsense ideas and starting to live your own life according to your own consciousness. Remember, consciousness has to be more and conscience has to be less. By and by, conscience has to disappear completely and pure consciousness has to be lived. Consciousness is the law – let consciousness be the only law. Then whatsoever you feel, it is your life. You have to decide. It is nobody else’s life; nobody else has any right to decide."
-- Osho
