…there would be no surprise, no mystery.
…there would be no surprise, no mystery.
pressure builds and
you will succumb.
Give into the pace,
Yes, breathe in-hale,
out it goes, down stream
with the flow, so it wants to go
And you will,
and always will
until you wake up again.
You’ll make a splash this time
your ripples will make great waves
and others will bob up and down
with our flow.
it is ancient.
until you wake up again
From the depths of time
the cold dark nothing
a seed of life
and a safe harbor
with still waters
reflecting your eye.
and be well.
The past gives us gifts and never really leaves us. There is only the now, be happy. 😀
Blessed are the creators, for they shall catch and devour the mature pests.
“…so we can learn to pick ourselves up.” – Alfred
( http://www.goodreads.com/quotes/391005-why-do-we-fall-so-we-can-learn-to-pick )
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Even the flowers fall, down with the sunlit leaves and debris.
From the nurturing soil, toward the nurturing sun,
We get past the fallen trees and tragically beautiful flowers by growing up and over them. They will nurture us all for generations yet to come. Even though we become separated we still hold each other in our hearts. The separation is an illusion. Just listen.
What do the voices of your dearly departed say to you? Who are the separated that encourage you to grow and become more of yourself? What long dead voices still ring true for you? What soil nurtures your roots? Where are you getting your brilliant sunlight? Where do you get your regular water?
Food and drink, for thought and nutrition, eat well and be well.
As I continue to pace along this brick path I come to the center and ponder with depth the situation at hand. Before any of us knew it, we were all thrust into what appears to be some kind of generational loop of dynamically and intricately woven connections between individual instances of living manifestations of matter, some of which seems self-aware. Here we all are journeying further and farther down our paths which were in part laid down by all who came before. Careening through space on this boat named Earth we get to spin round and circle the Sun as is flows around and around with the rest of the Milky Way. When you look up to the heavens a very different, very vast, and very long term perspective comes into view. Dealings back here on ground level seem mundane and trivial in a galactic scale, but in the labyrinth of our lives we know there to be great passion, love and meaning. There is great danger we must ward away, a bull headed monster roams this hedge maze. He is greed, hunger, violence, brutality, injustice and lives within each of us. He is not to be forgotten, but is easily kept at bay by our good will and charity.
“I must not fear.
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.
Only I will remain.” – Frank Herbert, Dune
“Knowing others is wisdom, knowing yourself is Enlightenment.” – Lao Tzu
“Regardless of the staggering dimensions of the world about us, the density of our ignorance, the risks of catastrophes to come, and our individual weakness within the immense collectivity, the fact remains that we are absolutely free today if we choose to will our existence in its finiteness, a finiteness which is open on the infinite. And in fact, any man who has known real loves, real revolts, real desires, and real will knows quite well that he has no need of any outside guarantee to be sure of his goals; their certitude comes from his own drive.”
― Simone de Beauvoir, The Ethics of Ambiguity
“He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being.”
― Jean-Paul Sartre
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