The Knowledge before and after Thursday March 17 2016 in France
Friday, 15 April 2016
by Simon Pritchard
Painting: The Light Owl. Artist: Simon Pritchard. Note: I did not realize at the time but I was very delusional when I wrote this. The ‘awakenings’ I was so certain of were not embodied in the world but subjective
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Thursday March 17 – 2016 – Turgon, France
Friday, 15 April 2016
by Simon Pritchard
Painting: Amrita Nadi. Artist: Simon Pritchard. Note: The following turned out to be delusional. Whatever ‘awakening’ I perceived was a subjective fantasy and was not embodied in the play of life. For a short time there appeared to be fearlesness yet subsequent events revealed fear, bewilderment and insecurity.
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Song of the Unenlightened Pilgrim (For Adi Da My Teacher, My World, My Universe Of Light)
Friday, 15 April 2016
by Simon Pritchard
Artwork: The Indestructible Heart Of The Beloved. Artist: Simon Pritchard. I came to you as a leaf is carried on a stream. I did not know you. Only did I know I was being carried. I tumbled over the stones you put in my way. I understand they were to smooth my path. I seemed
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The Flood
Monday, 14 December 2015
by Simon Pritchard
Painting: Boat Of Golden Dreams by Simon Pritchard Da Da Da It was the night of Da Purnima. The full moon shimmered purest white, a gloriously beautiful beacon of bliss illuminating the world and all worlds in all times and places with Brightest Joy. The Lord Da spoke tacitly in the hearts of all
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Psalms To my Teacher (4 to 7)
Monday, 14 December 2015
by Simon Pritchard
4. You reeled me in with a steady arm of love. Adrift, lost at sea. Consumed with loneliness. Then in Your arms. I shivered in bliss when You Touched me. You brought me Home. Alone with You. Alone in You. The trembling rivers of pain break their banks. Absorbed in Your Ocean of infinite embrace.
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The Mind Dived Deep
Saturday, 12 December 2015
by Simon Pritchard
Painting by Jackson Pollock – The Deep Swimming this morning, the mind dived deep in the lake of the Heart. A shimmering mermaid appears with fleeting precision, penetrating the skin of thoughts, touching me
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True Water
Saturday, 12 December 2015
by Simon Pritchard
Life always finds a way. This is sometimes said. I had always lived in the desert for as long as I can remember and I quickly learned to adapt. Like some desert plants I needed the extreme heat and lack of moisture. Maybe in a warmer climate
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Psalm To Adi Da – There Seems Only Darkness
Saturday, 12 December 2015
by Simon Pritchard
Painting by Odilon Redon – Fallen Angel There seems only darkness. The blackness consumes me. The landscape appears as unrelenting dark. The trees are scorched like black rust. The hills are dead to life. Nothing moves. The world is stillborn. Still to be born. The world freezes paralyzed in deep inner pain that spills
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A River Ran Through
Saturday, 12 December 2015
by Simon Pritchard
Painting by Nicholas Roerich – River Chandra – 1933 The pain started very small, tiny as a grain of rice. It began to grow watered in the dream of experience by the illusions of mankind. Society was cruel and soon the pain was fossilized in an underwater cave where no fish swam. And
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