Thursday, March 29, 2012
its a secret inside joke between yourself and you, that gives you the compulsion to derail - ..one that you must remain a party-to
- a pre-emptive tragedy: is changing the channel to auto-pilot; which never saw any evolutionary programming take place in the heart of your hearts.
better to alleviate with forgiveness.
turn off the need for excess
moderation in all things - +all viewpoints become clarified, or more so embodied with the ability to facilitate true-sight.
if you imagined yourself a great vast canyon ... upon a carved earth peak ...a telescope into forever
will you climb within to reach that vantage- or be satisfied knowing such sight is possible.
good question to put things into perspective as to the magnitude of importance of your ego,
an inquiry worth its salt- if you were standing on an unpredictable fault line,
would the earth embark on swallowing you- or would you dance upon it gracefully with appreciation for the utter innocent vulnerability of a planet so ready to open her arms to you-
while you judge and covet and argue blindly with the truth which is so inherently obvious it leads ignorant to seek programmed distractions with undermining messaging to digress them from healing - ...to perpetuate illness, and non-action and exploitation of that which is only natural...
the perfect grace that exists in the symbiotic connection of all living things, inspires a quiet truce within
if only we would get out of our own ways, we could truly know what the missing element for integration with bliss is. its found on a fault line, ready to break open at any moment- demanding justice
seems the transport's destination remains unknown, or im not sure who to call for a ride once i've missed the 11:43am or the 12:13pm stop.
...perhaps a consistent persistent attempt at getting home, feels that way when im in it,
the dream can never reveal just quite where im off to, but im running...
and im avid like a fujahtive,
or im primal like a refugee.
the nature of instinct lays in the ability not to debate, but to simply, intrinsically- trust.
it's faith that leads traveling warriors to rise up, run off into the nights and the days, wild like unleashed prisoners... escapees from a zoo.
...the real zoo of life is not in the outer-wordly obstacles but the chaos that's within
bound like a rooted sapling, or sprawling ivy vines striving to elegantly and effortlessly cover the side of someone's home...
either one is a starting point for beginning the pilgrimage to unraveling the balance,
discovering the counter point and breathing into the flow...
chaos disseminates with the exhale of realized mundane... a simple awareness of what is.
the way becomes clear, like a path fading into view within the heart of a great mossy forest, ahead- amidst a tunnel of leaves and a mile of unfaltering beauty...you can see
the distance between here and there, is here.
... the rest is barely visible, but the breeze of promise is a certainty.
or does it blare into reality remorselessly and randomly like a siren heralding awakening-
solemn are those who desist in controlling the volume of their understanding.
leap like a tragic hero in an epic tale of redemption into the racket...
alive in the instant.
careless out of the gate.
... worry is a tossed article of clothing removed furiously in a sexcharged encounter,
cast off like an obstacle defeated on the way to victory,
to nakedness, to fusion, to oneness of spirit..
enduring are the memories imprinted during moments of epiphany-
...turning points burn right into your cerebrum, tattooed by divine ink without a canvas,
for canvas is ephemeral- ...illusory and constructed only briefly, to navigate art to its most useful destination... - a reference point that becomes a rearview mirror by which to keep tabs on the lessons you have learned.
forward and inward ever stalwart, be no casualty to compromise or to surprise,
w/tbrilliant unexpected plot twists, not corrupted by previous suffering (for if you carry no whiff of retention the pain does not exist...all is an unopened letter, an envelope delivered by the universe.
-an unpretentious choice is one made without assumption or anticipation,
... but instead quietly and as effortlessly as opening an unlocked door
the energy flows in, the portal opens itself for transmission, submission to the frequency that dials us in to unified motion, devotion to...
The vision shared by those who stand beside one another, when is it the same? What fosters alignment? Is there opportunity to be separate ...
...be here now. carousing my way back to where i started seems like an elegant slip into the understanding i was unable to grasp without t...