The Living Dead


Silly Fight

are you right or am I right
just to show our might
yet there is no reason to fight
and get ourselves uptight

never was it a question of plight
except not seeing other side
hence making one height
a delusional ego like

if you face such pride
remember it’s just a persona tide
choosing again in loving stride
else what is unreal turns real wide

don’t take such serious decide
except to listen to wisdom guide
live only your life ride
till you make it right


The World Teaches Wrong

We are taught to reciprocate
We are taught to return
Hence begin the errors

We are taught to return thanks
A gesture of polite
And so the mind learns
When thanks not given to us
We see wrongness
And so our gift of upset

We are taught to return sorry
A gesture of amend
And so the mind learns
When sorry not offered to us
We see unforgiving
And so our gift of anger

We are taught to return giving
A gesture of goodwill
And so the mind learns
When giving not returned to us
We see stinginess
And so our gift of illwill

If reciprocate our mindset
How can we live Now
How can we live New
Plague by past “to-return”
With guilt in our memories
With awaiting judgments our mind

Do we not see what arrived
Our conditioned entitlement?
Not because of he
Not because of she
But meeting of conditionings
Arise what needs to happen?

If this properly seen
Any arising no longer
Be returned a memory
No longer be reciprocated
Be it pain or joy
Except with gracious thanks
That what is given, pain or joy
Is now All over

Only Now can then be lived, now
Only New can now be perceived
Only then Eternity be realized
Only then the Generous Heart
Can be savored constantly

Will then reciprocation, a necessity?
Will then guilt, a mind dis-ease?

Ney! Ney!
For the Generous Heart
Is the birthplace of Love

Who else need our return
Who else do we need return
When the Generous Heart
Already emanating Love
Is a natural balm of return
Without any “thought” of return

Only then the world is save
Only then the world is safe
Otherwise “return” a disease
Perpetuating mankind
Separating humanity
Distancing God.



MIND is not an easy topic to talk about due to its intangible and non-existential nature yet paradoxically it is the mind that gives meaning of existence, very real. A good analogy to represent the mind is the sky. When we look above us, the sky is always obvious. Yet, the sky though able to be seen, is not “something” that can be arrived at. Simply because the sky is not a thing. It cannot be arrived no matter how far we try travelling to reach it, yet it seems to cover our planet wherever we are. In the same way, there is no one moment we are out of the mind. Not even during sleep or death! It is seemingly looming around in the now, taking charge of our moments without fail yet it is not easy to place a finger over it and say – Ha! Caught you!

The mind in reality is not “here” per se as it is not something that is in place. It can be felt, no doubt about it, but non-local. Strange, isn’t it? Just as the sky seems to be overseeing, making us feel as if we are in some kind of an enclosure, similarly our mind too at times makes us feel trapped, so much so that we just want to get out from it. Yet getting out was never the question as we were never trapped at all in the first place, except a kind of illusion at play.

MINE – And that leads to this word that always seems to be in existence. The mind is not something that can be owned as it was never a thing at all. If the mind can be represented by the sky, then conveniently “mine” can be exampled as clouds.

Clouds seen from a far, looks solid and real, and at times threatening with its darkness that overwhelms the sky. Yet, when we are above in a plane, looking at it, the clouds is not something that is solid or even touchable. It can be seen, yet cannot be held. And do you also notice that the clouds were never in the sky at all? In fact, both the clouds and the sky never meet! They are not connected in anyway except when seen afar.

What is “mine” then? The sense of belonging, of possession, mooted from the origin of I-ness, is something that is seldom explored. Because of its persistency in place, the “I” has been taken for granted and it is from it, sprung the world so to speak. When “I” is not fully understood and realised, “mine” comes to be. From “mine” arises ownership.

All mainstream faith has denounce I-ness as real, except an optical illusion of sort. Yet, this can only be spoken by those who have finally arrived in comprehending its true nature. It is not something for us to believe or even to follow. Doing so only makes the “mine” ever deeply entrenched into it.

The journey of awakening, or God, or whatever you called it, is not an overnight waking up. It takes skilful manoeuvring of a specific path given by those who have made it. Even that, it is severely dependable on how well the path has been articulated and conveyed for any pilgrim of faith to follow, else it can be misinterpreted in any way to suit each self-perception, making a deception out of it. The journey can be so near, yet so so far.

The Game of Delusion, but only a Function

Note: The word “God” referred in this article is written from the perspective of what cannot be mentally comprehended except realised. It is just another word pointing to what Is, whatever word it can be to replace God.


The mind by its nature is innocent until delusion comes into the picture and thwart what is Real. It creates an optical illusion. This is the only veil that separates the meaning of ego and God. Yet, in truth, there is no ego entity per se except an experience of delusion, not yet noticed. It is but a clever projection made by this nature of delusion. Can we say delusion is against God? Not really, as it was never “against” anything except playing up its unique function. It is as if saying that the mirror can delude you to make you see your own reflection instead of just seeing it as a mirror. Your job is just to wake up to the reality that it is but just a mirror and reflection is just its function!

In other words, delusion is a separator that makes “forgetting God” possible – not “I” forgetting God but rather, “God-forgetting”. Thus, there is only either delusion, or God. Yet how can God forget itself as “forget” was never in the equation of God, not to even mention “remembering” for both can only exist in this dimension of being.

It is but only the function of delusion doing its work. It brings about the seeming function of forgetting. It cannot make God forget, as that is utterly impossible. For God is not someone or something and thus will never experience forgetfulness. It is only a matter of coming in contact of this function that plays out, strangely, forgetfulness. In other words, God-forget is actually Delusion-forget. It is but an experience, not God. Thus to recognize this function reinstates God again. The ability to recognize delusion is the function of wisdom. Just as the Holy Spirit is the bridge to God, wisdom is what makes God realization possible.

Yet the “delusion-forget” is different from the forgetfulness that occurs in our daily life. Our forgetting experiences is nothing but a play within the realm of delusion, not delusion itself. As such, the ability of us to remember – which is the opposite of forgetting – is also delusional, as it stops us from experiencing God itself.

The forgetfulness or remembering which we experience in our lives is an effect of delusion. Thus, when we try “not to forget God” as many faiths profess – we are unknowingly perpetuating and playing up a delusion that is already in place. The journey towards God was never about “doing” as in a certain form of practises, penances, or even praying. “Doing” anything can never lead to It. Hence “practising” spirituality is a nice camouflage meaning of delusion. It will be more precise if one were to REALIZE the delusion that is already present and that can only happen when one is able to recognize or wake up to it.

Realization reinstates God immediately. Not that “you” arrived at God. There was no “you” in the first place here in the realm of delusion except an optical illusion of what Is. There is merely a reinstatement of Presence, for a better word. Yet, how to “realize God” when delusion is not something that can be easily recognized, not to mention seen?

Just as if you have never seen a cat before, how would you be able to know or recognize a cat or even realise it is a cat, if you were asked to look for it? And “God” is not something of form or even formless where one can “easily look out for” as it is beyond the mind’s comprehension. For that, one has to rely on information of those who have so-called arrived. And that information are the scriptures of the world where it has been expounded by those who has awakened to It. This is the only means at this point of time for us to explore unless we have the special capabilities of a direct realisation with It, which would have meant we are enlightened now, but we are not! Those scriptures are not meant for us to “practice” as they are but realized experiences documented with words. They act as means for us to explore by putting it into test. They are pointers or indicators leading us to It. Hence, to come to It relies heavily on our own wise intelligence to investigate and realise rather than advocating a blind practice of it.

Those information found in scriptures is not similar to the kind of information found in this world that helps us live a better life – that is not the aim, although we do experience a happier life somehow upon realisation. They are information that comes upon awakening, to mean from the other end of spectrum of an awakened state to our human plane. When we hear these information we are hearing it from this plane towards something that is incomprehensible since we have yet to awake to it. Hence, we can only hear or read it from our own perceptions, which is of this world.

These unique information paves the path of moving beyond this so-called world of delusion into a realization of God-waking-up again, or enlightenment if you wish to call it. God-Realizing will be a closer word to that. Nirvana, anyone?


Awake or Deluded?

Though we have slept many uncountable times and woke up from each sleep (else we won’t be reading this!), we hardly acknowledged that the world we “exist” in does not arise at all in our field of awareness until we “return” to it from sleep. Yet, on the same note, we cannot say the same with dreams as we don’t “return” to the same scene we left in our previous dream.

When we “return” from our sleep, is it really a waking up or merely a remembering of the world before we went to sleep? What if our memory fails us? What if we cannot totally remember who we are or where we are? Would it still be considered a waking up? What if this world is but a memory instead a wakeup? What then will a real wakeup entail?


The above enquiry came up in my mind one morning. I have always been curious about sleep. For awhile now, I came to realise that the mind cannot “sleep”. How I came to know about this is during one session of grogginess after a lunch meal, I was noticing this dullness of mind yearning for a sleep and suddenly it dawned upon me that the knowing mind is alert and running in parallel with the contrast of dullness. It is as if there are three partisans of experience occurring at one moment – dullness, knowing mind and the mind that knows both happenings. It became obvious to me that whether I notice it or not, the knowing mind is already doing its job all the time – sleep was never in its vocabulary. So what is it that sleeps then?

Yet strangely enough, the reality of the here disappears from the mind once it enters into the sleep mode. And “wherever” it is, the part of the knowing mind will take whatever object there is as a reality, forgetting what was before that. It is kind of bizarre, as one moment you are here, awake, so real, yet another moment, a total cut off with a temporary amnesiac experience setting in. Within the sleep, amnesiac was never the experience as what is in it becomes our reality. Thus, when we “return” from the sleep, we do not actually wakeup, except recalling or remembering a familiarity that make us think we are “out” of the sleep. It is obvious that it is a remembering activity rather than a true wakeup because it is the experience of forgetfulness that make us remember again, since both remembering and forgetting are mere opposites.

The question that pops up in my mind is, if there is really no waking up in my present experience, what the heck is really here? If there is truly a waking up, what is it then? The Buddha used the word “I am Awakened” when someone asked him who is he, just after his enlightenment. Surely if we are able to wake up from our sleep each morning, we can considered ourselves awake. Yet it is not true, as we would all have been enlightened by now!

What I only know until now is that, I am in a deluded knowing. There is so much unquestioned reality that I took for granted as real. Yet upon deeper probing, I start to realize there are flaws and unrealness in practically every meaning I have about the world.

All been said, it is either I forget about all these silly abstract questionings that my mind has come to observe and go back to enjoying life to its fullness, irrelevant whether it is happiness or suffering, or to continue exploring the possibilities of insights that could arise from those questions. But then again, do I really have a choice to change the direction the mind takes….

Of Gurus, Loved Ones and Dead Bodies

There is a picture of Sai Baba hung on the wall near to my altar where I have placed the Buddha as a centre image, together with Jesus’ photo at one corner. One morning, when I was looking at the picture of Sai Baba, it dawned upon me that he is no longer in the human form, to mean he has passed on.

Not that I am unaware of his passing away, but it does not strike in me that he is “dead”. It does not matter whether he has entered mahasamadhi or any name given to that something greater, but to my mind he is no longer around.

It was at that moment, that I started to ponder about the meanings of other photos. What if I had my mum’s photo placed at the same location? Surely, my mum’s photo would have immediately been seen or reminded as a deceased. It is something already done by my mind, irrespective how I would like to see it otherwise, just as other meaning in the picture of Sai Baba.

Yet again, if it is a photo of someone that I do not know, and already dead, and given prominence as the picture of Sai Baba in my hall – would I have had the same perception as what I have towards my mum; or that when I look at it, a certain fear would have came up in my mind?

I remembered years back about a photo that I had in my computer folder of someone who has passed away, used for the purpose of insertion in a Buddhist book. It is tradition to encourage the immediate family of a deceased to reprint sacred books for free distribution as an act of dedication of merits to the departed. Being a layout artist, it is normal for me to receive images of the departed for final insertions. Somehow I always felt that I would not like to store these images in my computer, having a fear to look at those faces again. Only later did I realize that the mind has a meaning of looking at some kind of a “ghostly” figure when it comes to such images. But for my mother who has passed away two years ago, there was never such a perception. Why is that so? Is there really something outside there that makes us frighten or it is merely our own conjured meanings of such images?

That brings me to another story shared by my friend. When the books I printed in memory of my mum arrived at a particular Buddhist centre, she overhead someone saying that there is a dead person’s face on the book and for that, she did not want to have anything to do with the book! It is interesting how we view images in our mind. Isn’t the Buddha, and for that matter, all other images representing a past individual who once lived, died before? Or is it death that we do not want to be reminded of?

It became so obvious to me that the so called “real” world I live in is the meaning my mind gives to it. From it, respect, fear, sadness, happiness and others emotions are derived. That includes the “me” that I value so much.

On the same note, if I had blindly followed a certain religious faith without being open minded enough to explore any other faith, I might have quietly scorned another for having other images in his or her house, nevermind whether it is done silently in the mind, or expressing it out. Disrespectful or intolerance will be a more realistic statement. Yet the cause was never about what is outside but the meanings my mind gives to it.