Friday, April 6, 2012
Monday, August 29, 2011
I want to dissolve into the wood of this ancient temple, to be such a true green made in a monk’s bowl and applied lovingly, with such devotion
It would be enough for me, just to be a spot of pure color in the midst of all the fine details, a background for everything else to shine against
Pigment dense within the grain, a saturated, living coolness pleasing to the eye, beckoning contemplation
The very shade of a certain kind of calm, alert and relaxed, filled with an undeniable vitality yet soft and yielding
Like fresh rice shoots in an early morning field against a crane’s legs that patiently awaits the subtle rustling of a frog.
Monday, June 13, 2011
there’s nothing to it.
sit upon a moment in time & pin it to a thought a process a page a desire another moment….
another moment passing & another & soon all the time in the world becomes no time & you look into your hands & find there’s nothing.
watch your mind wander lonely as Wordsworth’s cloud
but Wordsworth’s metaphorical you arrives in a field of floral gold & just like that:
there’s something you’re not going to quite pin down, a thought you can’t quite complete, a process of understanding never fully understood.
you & I are not the question asking we are the intaking thoughtbreaking wave thinking to formulate an answer
some method of response…
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Disturbance. A disturbance of factors, a chaos of challenges...what are the group names for packets of events in life??
A quantum of solace, indeed!
Buying time and gaining experience...
I feel chained to survival and absurdity.
I continue to feel that somehow, someway, it is possible to unleash a chain reaction of liberation, and I do not mean death, I mean embodied, vibrant, here and NOW change that can make living a coherent bliss.
Naivete is another word for truth, one truth, the truth of the child.
And in the abstract, the child--as a sensory organ of the planet--is keen, uncorrupted. Lacking context in the adult regard, but having a much more basic contextual map for determining right and wrong, happiness and disappointment, for what enjoyment is and the purposes of a body and a consciousness.
I am grateful that I've retained a significant amount of my naivete into adulthood, even though it makes me churn through a lot of confusion often, even though I am made to feel the fool by people who are more pragmatic and realistic than I am.
which could be just another example of confirmation bias, but one must have an internal compass, a gut instinct to follow in life.
Tools for vanquishing fear.