The Firstborn : The Unclenching of Fists
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1. TORN FROM WITHIN
Perceive
This timeless, breathless figure,
Stone-like against the coming storm
In desperate vigil Torn from Within
Torn from Within
I am
Having seared in my mind
The anguish, the loss and the pain
Reborn from Within
I am
One with the wind,
And one with the plains
I drowned, in laments
And rode on, reborn
Yet torn
2. TO ROAM THE ENDLESS PLAINS
I am now the raging fiend
Riding the wings of a frozen wind
For the horizon beckons me forth.
Wanderer without perception
Wanderer without direction
Is it my fate, to roam the endless plains?
A dead world blazes behind
A dead world burns in my mind
And the flesh with it
A spirit of the steppe
I became ethereal
I perpetuate digression
And the illusion
Of ascension
In circles dimmer and dimmer
To find, one must know what to search
3. PERCEPTION
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4. PATH OF THE MINDWALKER
Reborn
Vaulting the waters of the vast Oceans of pain.
I embraced the Diamond Paths
And elevated the Self.
I wander, solemn
Unrestrained by carnal bonds
Channeling the essence of the parallel I
Through mind-searing channels of Fire
Towards thresholds to be
As the thousand faces of Perfection
Gaze upon me
Supratemporal.
Wandering Motionless
Discipline does convey transcendence,
And with it, the splendor of the unseen
I stand, in defiance of Death
Upon this Path.
5. VOYAGE
Drifting,
In vertical motion
Beyond an horizon
That bleeds
Chanting,
In shamanic trance
As shadows dance
In spirals
Of longing
Voyage Static Pilgrimage
Shifting,
Shattered husk of Delusion
Beyond myriad horizons
That bleed
That bleed its seeds
Onto frailest skin
Fiery, within
Remembrance seethes
Voyage Static Pilgrimage
Dreaming,
Of still waters
Held in mid-air
As spirals
Spirals of Wisdom,
Wherein peace lies
Vastness I cease to be.
6. FIRE CHANNELS
Visualize,
Exorcise
The multiplicity of the Self
In layers
Of liquid Flame
Burn, soiled flesh o´mine
Burn, and begone!
That I may ascend
In fiery grace
All-knowing,
All-consuming
Equilibrium of perfection
Of perception
In purest Flame
Blinded was I
By the radiance of Enlightenment
A Seer I became
In labyrinths of Flame
7. MOVEMENT FOR PRACTICING THE WAY
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8. THE ROARING VOICE OF THE GOD OF DEATH
The Roaring Voice of the God of Death
Journeys do end
So others begin
Greeted by echoes
Of the Unseen
Abandonment
Is the Harbinger of abstraction
Essence of dreams dreams of realities
Beyond and Within
The claws of the Black One thrust forth,
Tearing the I asunder.
Abandonment
Frail to the point of non-existence
Abandoning the husk of flesh
Towards transcendence
The Roaring Voice of the God of Death
Drinking of Heaven
On the roof of the World
Outside a shell
So fragile and cold
Joining the echoes
Of the Unseen
9. OF TIME AND ITS ABSENCE
Wandering
Slowly above the conceptualized Mind
Changing
Awaking a dormant, developing Mind
Beyond Time
Beyond Flesh
When Time is absent
Meditating in silence
Experiencing a deep connection with Padmansabhava
I beheld, as the whole Universe transformed into Guru Rimpoche´s mandala
Surrounded by a circular rainbow from which light radiated and flowers fell like rain
Wherein stood his eight emanations
In radiant warmth...
Amidst oceans of dancing daka and dakini,
Focused in highest samadhi
Dpal gsang-ba ´dus-pa´i gnad kyi don gsal-ba
(Elucidating the meaning of the essential point of the Shrî Guhyasamâja)
Destroying attachments, developing rigpa
Focused anew, within highest tantra
I beheld, as the whole Universe transformed into Guru Rimpoche´s mandala
Surrounded by a circular rainbow from which light radiated and flowers fell like rain
In compassionate warmth...
10. TEN OFFERING TO MAHAKALA
Step forth, Black One
Take our flesh
In your six-armed Embrace.
Great Dark One, nag-po chen-po,
Drink our Souls
And spit them back,
That we may perceive
Our one thousand Deaths
Take our meager offerings
Unveil our eyes
To Magnificence
Beyond the five senses
That we may reach
The sixth
Six-armed Gönpo,
mgon-po phyag drug-pa;
Fierce protector,
Guard our Earth from Evil.
Mahâkâla,
We greet you in praise,
Grant us Strength,
And Wisdom
11. GOLDEN LIBATION
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12. ABSOLUTE
Absolute
A circle´s completion
Is blinding Perfection
All and naught again
All I sought again
I am but the Vigilant learner,
In Wisdom enlightened
By the blazing thousand-fold memories
Of my Pasts,
Of my distant Pasts
Absolute
A circle´s completion
Is entrancing Perfection
I am but the Silent beholder,
In Wisdom uplifted
As dust from long-dead Stars
That we are
That we all are
13. THE UNCLENCHING OF FISTS
Born of flesh and dirt, cleansed in liquid Flame,
Through Oblivion and Despair, beckoned forth in blissful, Absolute clarity
Transcending the cycle of mortality, I revel in the Absence of Time,
Beyond the boundaries of physical Space.
My fists, at last, unclenched
Crushed by Enlightenment, the Longing is no more
No longer clinging to this frail existence
Subduing Yama´s magnificent roar
Bondless, in Time and Space
Envisioning Nirvana
Meditating on ati yoga views,
I destroy the three roots of Ego (Ignorance, Passion, Aggression)
With the energy of Yamantaka Trochu
Trampling the host of woes
I have risen from Flesh
My fists, unclenched
Beyond mind and karma,
Envisioning Nirvana
Born of flesh and dirt, cleansed in liquid Flame,
Through Oblivion and Despair, beckoned forth in blissful, Absolute clarity
Transcending the cycle of mortality
Facing the poison of molten Iron
I revel in the absence of Time,
Beyond the boundaries of physical Space.
My fists, at last, unclenched
Cutting past the chains of Duality
Towards the aspect of Manjusri
Fully awakened, enlightened awareness
Beyond the five elements
I have risen from Flesh
My fists, unclenched
Beyond mind and karma,
Envisioning Nirvana
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