missing consciousness and honesty

One must first have recognized one’s own mistakes,
Only then one can start to change
However, how much blindness is in us
Not to recognize most of them…

DidiArtist, 15.09.2021

We are blind towards ourselves

Would we see the mistakes we make
How many times a day would we have to apologise

Would we see why we do or say something
We would see our selfish motives

Would we see how we treat other people
Our pride in ourselves would leave us

Would we see how we treat ourselves
Our theatre towards ourselves would end

Would we see how we struggle to gain advantages
Our self-respect would be at rock bottom

Would we see what we are doing with our lives
Would we be ashamed to the core

Would we see where our attention goes
We would perceive wasted time

Would we see the meaning of our life
We would become a different person….

DidiArtist, 06.08.2021

How often

How often do we hurt
Without knowing it?

How often do we ignore
Unintentionally, unintentionally?

How often do we overlook important things
With open eyes?

How often are we deaf
To hear the truth?

How often are we blind
To our own mistakes?

How often do we look away
Without helping?

How often are we different to others
Than to ourselves?

How often do we think differently
Than we act?

How often do we have to fall
To learn from our mistakes?

How often does everything repeat itself
Like Sisyphos rolling a rock uphill?

It may be avoided,
When in our attention lies consciousness
Right understanding…

DidiArtist, 16.08.2021

Falling into the ditch

We think we are free
Yet we are sitting
In the middle of a big prison
We are so blind
That we are not even aware of it

DidiArtist, 11.05.2021

Blind to ourselves

Many of us do not even notice
When our behavior
Through words, gestures and deeds
Hurt the feelings of others

In such a way we are blind to ourselves…

DidiArtist,24.06.2021

Led astray

 

 

We believe the more of here and there
In all directions of “spirituality”
The greater the “weight”
The better the “taste”, the “spices”
The deeper the realization
The more developed we are
On the “path of spirituality”

We mix everything in one pot
And wonder
Why we still suffer blindly
Without proper background knowledge
Proper understanding

It blinds our power of discrimination
Makes us walk thoughtlessly on thin ice
Because not everything is tolerable for us
Not every “spiritual ingredient”

We can even drown in this process
Without even knowing it
While stepping on dangerous ice

Eating wrong mushrooms
May cause dangerous consequences
Taking the wrong medicine
For body and spirit
Will have dramatic effects

Before we prepare a “spiritual diet”
We should know its “ingredients” very well.

Do we not blindly follow what is in fashion?
Such as countless types of yoga and meditation?
But in truth do not know where they lead us
To the purpose of our existence?

Who only knows the night,
Knows nothing of the light of the day
Everything is then limited within the range of the night

Are we not blind in a moonless night?

Didi’Artist, 03.05.2021

 
 

Honesty and Awareness

 
 

 

We are not aware of all our mistakes,
How can we then be honest
Where mistakes stay hidden?

Honesty goes along with awareness…

How much blindness is still in us?…

DidiArtist, 17.11.2020

 
 
 

Selfishness has no hope

 

 

He can do nothing but stir up hatred
Separating people from each other
He boasts, is in love with himself
Defends himself with mockery and poison
In his words and gestures

He is a lout, knows no manners
Makes a mockery of himself all over the world
He cannot control himself
Entirely, he is an egoist
Knows only his own person

Are we blind not to see that?

He is ignorant, does not know what he is doing

Selfishness has no hope…

I feel sorry for such a person who is so blind

DidiArtist, 27.10.2020

 
 
 

Again and again

 

 

Again and again
Involved in patterns
Similar cases
Reborn in shadows

Again and again
Falling in ditches
Following patterns
Programmed steps

Again and again
In circles of deeds
Old traces, same patterns
Captured acts and reactions

Again and again
From old to new
Inherited patterns
Tests, temptations

With courage and consciousness
Understanding in the moment
To escape patterns
Prisons of life

DidiArtist, 07.10.2012

 
 
 

Fight against lies and malice

 

 

Those who use the mistakes of others
To gain an advantage
Have a heart of dust and ice
They take these mistakes of an individual
To eliminate the opposing forces
To generalise it as a mistake
To make themselves look great
They burn in the fire of their greed for power
They will do everything to maintain this power
They are slaves of their own ego, mind
They are hungry for power, see only themselves
Others are only means to an end
Others are their versals, their servants

Who is there brave enough
To stand up against such malice?

Who is there who can still distinguish?

Who is there who sees the truth?

DidiArtist, 10.10.2020

 
 
 

Forgotten what we are

 
 

 

Disembodied is our Home
There is some power in the body
That controls it
But we think
We are bodies
Are identified
With matter and dust
Buy dust and material
Through wishes, money
Matter to matter
Dust to dust
Purchased happiness
Accumulated power

Disembodied is our Home
As we are spirit and light
Conscious beings
Prisoners in the fog
Of mind and ego
With distracted attention
Have forgotten who we are
Lost our purpose of life
Are blind, outside and inside
Have eyes only for illusion
Are chess pieces on the battlefield
Of positive and negative forces

Are fighting against each other
And do not see the brotherhood
The light in every heart
The source of sunlight
Forgotten that we are one
Separated from light through darkness
May we become a lighthouse
For searchers of the truth
Out there on the dark sea
Showing the way to light with light

Consciousness, fire of right understanding
Torchbearers, igniting the light within the hearts…

DidiArtist, 28.09.2020

 
 
 

Playing with the truth

 

Like the season returns
Within the wheel of time
Life and death are reborn

Like the echo in the mountain
Mirrors back to our self
So our words and deeds resound

Unless we are really aware
Of the inner light and truth
Our sharing increases confusion

If we share without real knowledge
Our thoughts, experience, opinions
Are a contagious disease from mind to mind

If our motives are of good nature
And our deeds are a leaf in the wind
The credit goes to the street of darkness

May we fear of what we give and take
And turn our little “we” into His Will
To live divine knowledge, His sharing

Then we will understand
That nothing we can give from “ourselves”
So ultimately become His humble servant…

But sometimes we pretend to be humble
Not knowing that we cheat us, bear a mask
Just another way of the colour of mind

Seeing is believing…

DidiArtist, 16.03.2012

 

Blind Allegiance

 

 

The leading sheep bleats loudly
Runs and falls from the cliffs
The other sheep follow blindly…

DidiArtist, 24.08.2020

 
 

Is such a person trustworthy?

 

 

How can we believe a leader
When he accuses many of lying
And spreads countless lies himself?…

Who is not able to see his own mistakes…

DidiArtist, 24.08.2020