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1973-10-04 Denise

Dennis — Thu, 04 Oct 1973 08:00:00 +0000

                          Denise
      ....Denise said that religion wasn't important.
      She wasn't sure if there was a God or not
      nor that it mattered save that she was a bit of 'God'.
      "Living is creating yourself, loving life is learning
      to believe you can cope with all of it."
      "Learning this until you get to the place
      where it doesn't matter, learning this
      until you learn what non-sense is and dig it."
      "The master plan, if such a thing could be so called,
      is that ultimately everything is without sense or reason
      and struggle represents the untogetherness
      of believing it otherwise...."
      I told her it must make sense
      cause it seemed to work for her
      and she laughed at me....
      I felt better, though.
                              Gallagher
                              4 Oct 73
                              LBSC

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1973-10-10 Grace

Dennis — Wed, 10 Oct 1973 08:00:00 +0000

                       Grace
      Perhaps I'm foolish to believe
      I understand grace
      but when she comes to me
      there's no doubt
      and when she leaves
      no mistake
      I mark her presence by the absense
      and absence by the presence of life's cares
      She comes when my best is realized
      and yet she's not a steady mark
      for she'll run one step ahead of understanding
      and fade with time unfulfilled.
      She enfolds you unasked
      and hides when sought
      I believe she is the reward,
      undefined as it seems,
      to those who seek truth and love
      by creating and living their best dreams.
                           Gallagher
                           10 Oct 73
                           LBSC

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1973-10-19 Creation

Dennis — Fri, 19 Oct 1973 08:02:00 +0000

                        Creation
            So reality is only limited by my conceptions....
         Then let me create God and order;
         as reversed as the process seems
         its yet not a paradox.
            Let me persue the mental means
         of growing out of each previous dream
         by riding the wheels of Karma around
         until the trip I've learned and the wheel unbound
         and then perhaps the wheels of Karma
         will become the limits to lay with some previous sum.
                              gallagher
                              19 Oct 1973
                              LB

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1975-01-29

Dennis — Wed, 29 Jan 1975 08:00:00 +0000

         Some men study it all their days
           and die with the question on their lips
         Some men find it with a lightening clap of insight
           and some men track it with rulers and logic
              until, at last, they have its form.

         Some men look outside and see just the is-ness
           ...great jeweled clocks at play.

         Some men look inside at their creations
           and find madness along the way.

         Some give up and some, some go on without hope...
         And some, like humming birds hover,
           and watch the question turn on itself
         until their reality and thoughts weave like snakes
           in the navel of sweet mother reality.

                                 gallagher
                                 29 jan 75

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1975-03-10 Transfer High

Dennis — Mon, 10 Mar 1975 08:00:00 +0000

                             Transfer High

            I hear the wind
              where others only see the leaves fall
            and I am, in some way
              the leaves and the wind
                 though I lack the difference
                    between them....

            I am some ever present sum
              at once complete and yet growing
            and as I become the leaves and the wind
              so they become me.

            I am the pattern, more and more
              focused on itself, learning its way,
            I am causality climbing itself
              looking for second sight,
            evolution about to
              find the mirror.

                              gallagher
                              10 mar 75

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1975-03-20 Summa – 20 March 1975

Dennis — Thu, 20 Mar 1975 08:00:00 +0000

                          Summa - 20 March 1975

      Getting a pattern of what I've been being:
        I've been finding my value in what I've seen
           as my spiritual development.

        Any conversation turns to it quickly with new people.
      I thought it was because it was interesting to me,
        but its for the ego trip of showing off my best!

      I think I'm back to intellectualizing as much now as four years ago
        when I first began to grow with Huxley and Nan and Norm Self.

      In encounter groups I'm honest without being emotionally open,
        with Wendy I'm deep but without showing myself,
        with Dennis Estabrook, I was straining to compare knowledge.

      It seems as long as I'm able to shape other's impressions of me,
        I do, and then I believe what they believe of me.

      But it's wearing thin; this pattern,
        thin enough that Dennis E. saw it
           and I saw it, myself, with Wendy.

      I'm tempted to decide what to do, here,
        but I think it would be better if I didn't.
      But rather just watch the pattern to avoid it
        and so, find my way by elimination.

                                       gallagher
                                       20 mar 75
                                       csulb

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1975-03-26

Dennis — Wed, 26 Mar 1975 08:00:00 +0000

         The experience of the experience vanishes
         when that stretched diffuse form of the ego
         which becomes the other's vibes
         is infinitely stretched.

         Until, at last, its very diffuseness
         prevents suggestibility
         through the lack of that
         which would be suggested to.

         Until, at last, its very lack
         prevents domination.

         Until, at last, every nuance
         is all the story and every story is all the one.

         And here where thoughts need no time
         to register their values
         on the scale of domination or assimilation
         the experience of the experience, vanishes.

                                 gallagher
                                 26 mar 75

1975-06-23

Dennis — Mon, 23 Jun 1975 08:00:00 +0000

      I should close my eyes against my sight
        it brings me no truth, only questions.
      It brings me no answers,
        only choices.
      It brings me no closer to understanding
        only closer to naked reality
      as it is revealed
        by the loss of my innocences.
            Each of us is potentially Adam
              each of us can leave the garden
                 of our ignorance.
            Sometimes faith whispers to me now
              out of her shadowed dream gardens
                 only mine.
            But as yet I listen reluctantly,
              unable to see her.
      But I find nothing worth seeing
        in my material sight either
      nothing to quench the thirst of my spirit...
        thirst for more than my senses can admit.
      Nothing there to to convince me that there IS more
        but my looking and my love.
                              gallagher
                              23 jun 75

1975-07-11

Dennis — Fri, 11 Jul 1975 08:00:00 +0000

         We each reflect ourselves
           and the others we care about.

         They become our hell and our salvation,
           all of our karma is delivered
         in the hands of our beloveds.

         Each subject to love and reflections
           in the pool of maya, ours.

         We all pause in our tunnels of time
           to witness our ends tied to our means.

         We each pause to count our successes
           against our failures.

                           gallagher
                           11 jul 75

1975-09-08 Breaking thru

Dennis — Mon, 08 Sep 1975 08:00:00 +0000

                             Breaking thru
         I'm coming down again, I think
           to mellower times with school and Rose.
         I'm not so sharp at figuring it out anymore
           but my heart moves me just as well as my words used to
         when I thought I could out guess
           God and his plans.
         He is the consequence inherant in my acts,
           the events which follow my choice.
         He is there...more subtly than I could have believed
           behind my acts and choices, behind my rewards and pain.
         He matches my every act
           with justice and responsability
         He's predestined it to let me make my choices and find my way,
           by my own choice, to His plan and my own, the same.
         I can no more live without his love and my concience
           than I could bear my pain endlessly without my joy.
                                       gallagher
                                       8 sept 75