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Poetry

mistaken identity

I’m sorry
     have we met before?
you say you know me?
     I don’t think so

I don’t remember your face
     I don’t remember your feel
and though you seem congenial enough
     I can’t be sure the emphasis isn’t on con

for you act like you know me
     I can assure you, you do not
you talk like I can read your mind
     I assure you I cannot
you walk like I know you
     I assure you I forgot
you look in my eyes and I think you try
     to put a thought in my head
          but my soul is dead
               and I’m filled with dread
                    amongst this bread
               it’s crummy really
          but I can’t!

     I cannot read your thoughts
I know not how you feel
     I feel not what you know
I hear not what you sow
     I quietly mind my own business
so how surprised am I
     when I see a glint in your eye
as if responding to mine
     as if I should try!
                             try what?
I cannot try any harder
     I can’t try anymore!

          I feel as though I’m nerve-wracked
and body-wrecked upon unknown shore
               I never knew another soul existed
and I wouldn’t, couldn’t trust one here
     so excuse me, though you have insisted
I don’t think we’ve before been near
          and though I find it’s hard resisted
     I don’t think we’ll love sincere

though I bet your touch starts fire
     and somehow sets my heart aflame
I hope I lose this damn desire
     for you’re a stranger, only friend in claim
so I must say, I’m sorry sir
     I haven’t got the time
though by some you’re called master
     it’s your imagination, not mine
I wish I knew a bit more, boy
     like who you think I am
I wish I knew your mind, man
     there’s no mistake I’d be a fan
though you’ve mistaken my identity
     mistook me for somebody else
I became curious, intrigued
     fuck it all! it can’t be helped

Categories
Poetry

objectification

(alternative title: Self-Assessment)

I think my leg would make a nice lamp
   soft, supple, curved, and round

a good squeeeeeeze

if you look me up from down
   squish in the right place –
        and in the wrong
in front, a bright and lumpy face
   from behind, like every other PAWG
near-perfect ass – not too phat in size
   nicely shaped when I fold in half
        showing off some thick-ass thighs
   and big-ass ribs
an hour glass shape
   with small-ass tits
        deceiving, yes
        disappointing, almost entirely
   but most aren’t interested
in being surprised or disappointed
and so I’m left here unanointed
unbaptized but virginal – ah! a wish!
almost believable, but deceitful kiss
      when every swing returns a miss
except for the three, a perfect strike-out
who pitched to me? and filled me with doubt?

I think my arm would make a nice branch
   muscular, freckled, smooth, and strong

nice to tooooooouch

to whom does it belong?
   what soul could search and find
        a truly existent body
   independent of a truly existent mind?

no one!

   could it be a limb to build a nest?
 could it be a place of eternal rest?
could these arms wrap you up
 and hold you firm?
   or tickle-torture until you squirm?

 and would you understand
such impermanent nature?
or is your reliance political,
 predisposed to legislature?

squeeeeeeze instead

evaluate

and don’t forget
   your mind creates

and ever empties your plate
   but also fills you up

objectify this human creation
   dismantle parts with imagination
      for the whole is empty but of name
   and our mind is non-separate
we’re almost the same

 let last words be of virtue, love
      a wish for other’s happiness
and though I fit you like a glove
we play this silly game of chess
              you read these words,
            you leave them here,
            we’re left confused
           filled up with fear

       and then I pray and dance about
and use this body, to move, to shout
        and once again I live so free
   to end all fears and misery
all I’ve got’s one disbelief
        – how could it be only me?

Categories
Good Fortune Poetry

True Freedom is Self-Control

I am free

               listening to
The Fear’ by Ben Howard

               realization after realization
blessing after blessing pouring in

               no longer worrying
that my time is a little unclear

               no longer worrying
that I’m losing the ones I hold dear

               no longer worrying
that I live my life in the confines of fear

               I must not fear

listening to
Is That All There Is?’ by Peggy Lee

               Fear is the mind-killer

if that’s all there is my friends

               Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.

then let’s go dancing

              I will face my fear.

consistent joyful effort is clearly worth it

               I will permit it to pass over me and through me.

the prayers, the meditation, the patience

              When it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.

listening to
Self Control’ by Laura Branigan

               Where the fear has gone there will be nothing.

I, I live among the creatures of the night

               Only I will remain.*

I’m living in the forest of my dream

               but I have self-control

I am free


*Frank Herbert, Dune

Categories
Holiday Cheer Poetry

My Tears

My Tears*

I’m crying all the time now.
I cried all over the street when I left Jack’s near Montebello Park.
I cried listening to Heart.
I cried looking at the winter leaves strewn across the yard, I cried at the sadness
            of the now-ignored trees.

Happiness exists I feel it.
I cried for anger, I cried for delusions.
The world is addicted to anger.
Joy appearing to be seen, but lost, a mirage.
                                     Overflowing tears of Avalokiteshvara.

January 1, 2025
*a tribute to Allen Ginsberg’s “Tears,” 1956

Categories
Poetry

lack of need

as in neurochemical warfare
this lack of need arises
I broadcast completeness
even as you redial your radius

do my cells respond differently
on this higher plane of functioning?
am I intimidating in this energy?
here, let me mix my mind with thee

let my coherent electromagnetic field
press through yours, transform the rooms
of your psychic home as I enter, invited
though I lack the vampirism you once desired

I do not fill voids, nor create them
I am expansion, a field of possibility
a humble being, deferential
do I operate in abundance?
                              yes! I do
do I create your potential?
                              no! you do

have I stepped into my power?
ever saying yes, ever saying no,
ever acknowledging limitless maybe sos,
feel my field around you grow
let it draw you in, ebb, flow
why resist?
           it is not your neediness
this attraction, enchanting pull
it’s purpose and purposeful
in this quantum entanglement,
                          there is always
fresh opportunity for plentitude
independent growth
                creation of abundance
with virtuous oath
        see this force of nature and rejoice!
rise to your own highest potential!

no one is responsible for me but me
there is no one for whom I lust or need
a statue of such purity
in body, mind, and speech is she
there is no one to save inside of me
don’t say that would threaten thee
for only strength could be my key

and please do not pretend to be
an interference pattern
to escape the thought of me
     and rocket off to Saturn
I do not plan to chase or run
for that is never any fun

I have no need for satisfaction
of temporary yearnings
I find kindness, love, and patience
offer far greater learnings

and yet!
     of course if proffered
it certainly would have me hot
                      not bothered

you want results?
just create causes
that’s what I do!
I show them the receipts
but keep my plans secret too

opt for resilience
growth and independence
never in childishness
    except in play, harming none!
       so plan to endure my completeness
                             and come undone!

our mission is not to fill holes or voids
       or other tedious contract work
but rather the happiness and joy
                        of sexy contact perks

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

never clingy, helpless nor hungry
never confusing love and greed
and still if you were simply wondering
I’m definitely a different breed
ever wishing to be free

and still not freed
from this lack of need

Categories
Buddhism Dreams Poetry

cursed & okay

could it be worth the pain?
sure it could hurt (does hurt)
but it always can! (and will!)
samsara’s blessing, and its curse!

there’s always suffering
it’s always there
agony & heartache
these endless cares

unfulfilled wishes
we ain’t some dying breed
we’ve been wishing and craving
burning with need

since beginningless time
(that’s time without beginning)
we’ve been lost in self-grasping
our delusions are winning

then enter love, a virtue
not some object of wanting
but a wish for your happiness
not taking, not haunting

like once, a vampire sucked
my energy, my time, my luck
even when I yearned to fuck
he made me feel yuck, yuck, yuck

no more! I just yearn to give
I wish to love, to laugh to live
and even though I know it hurts
I just think it could be worse

so I’m willing to try and bear such pain
I’m even willing to go insane
(okay, never mind…I’m already there)
and I really wish I didn’t care!

but it seems I don’t have a choice
and I have a lot of choices –
normally – a lot of control
not over external matters of course…

but in this dream world,
control over matters of mind
apparently not matters of the heart
but definitely matters when being kind

alright I want to wrap this up
like a Christmas gift, my loving cup
a trophy that I wish to offer
filled with jewels as if a coffer

and yet, I awaken from the dream
to grasp at less than air between
this reality, mind-made, of you, of me
and now give up the fantasy

because it’s never worth the pain
it’s never worth the endless grasping
it’s never worth insanity
or the infinite, familiar clasping

and on this evening drear and gloomy
under clouds all grey and doomy
I curse my love life, I confess to crime
I accept the loss, and I’ll do the time

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Buddhism Good Fortune Meditation Monday Motivation Philosophy

What follows is a lengthy collection of (half) wisdom

In Buddhism, the Peacock is considered an auspicious bird for it thrives on plants and berries that would typically be poisonous to other birds. Just as peacocks live off toxic plants, so can a Buddhist practitioner thrive on adverse events by transforming them with Buddha’s teachings. This has been my practice since Winter of 2016 when I started General Program Meditation Classes with Samudra Kadampa Buddhist Centre.

from “About

Today, as I received my peacock tattoo (created and tattooed by the talented and amazing Ally “Peacock” Sweitzer-Koabel), as a reward for transforming the (somewhat adverse) events of my summer (and beyond), I was able to look back on a particularly “interesting” and transformative (trying not to say “difficult”) time in my last decade and rejoice in the progress I’ve made in taming my previously wild & uncontrolled mind into a calm, happy, loving one.

I even came across this journal entry-cum-quasi-article I started back in 2023 after our Foundation Program (FP) class finished studying the amazing text Meaningful to Behold, a commentary to the great 8th century Buddhist Master Shantideva’s Guide to the Bodhisattva’s Way of Life. What follows is how I applied Dharma before and while studying this text after a particularly difficult break-up, during a particularly challenging time in my life, some time ago now.

This is my personal experience and does not necessarily reflect the experience of other practitioners. This experience was encouraged by understandings I attained by participating in the NKT study programs and attending NKT celebrations and festivals whenever possible. I was able to quickly develop understanding of several basic concepts over my first three years of study and practice in FP (and seven years of meditation practice) to gain the following results.


How I’ve applied the Dharma instructions to change my “reality” 

I loved reading Meaningful to Behold, because it is such a wonderful and practical Guide to living our Modern Lives as aspiring Bodhisattvas. As an aspiring Bodhisattva, one of the first things I did was change my aspiration while remaining natural (which I was fortunate to understand when I met FP class and studied my first Buddhist commentary text, Universal Compassion). 

The approach I took to remaining natural while adding a Bodhichitta motivation was through conventional work – something I had grown to despise. 

By changing my motivation, I was able to use “getting a job” and “going to work” as a vehicle for progressing along the spiritual path. My motivation had changed, and I was still doing something that helped me function “naturally” as a part of normal society.

  1. When looking for a job in 2019 (before starting FP), I wanted to create the conditions for a life where I could access more Dharma and become closer to being a “good” person. I applied for a job as a dishwasher because I thought it would be humbling.
    I needed money (conventionally), so I had to get a job. But I changed my motivation and applied for something of commonly “lower” status and pay than my last several jobs (Event Planner, Volunteer Coordinator, Store Manager, etc) in order to align with my idea of what a Bodhisattva was at the time (compassionate, unattached to reputation, humble). I began to apply many Buddhist fundamentals that I was learning in 2020 before leaving that job in 2021. It was a rewarding, if frustrating, experience. 
  2. When looking for a job in 2021, I was still determined to make this a vehicle for progress on the path. I applied for a job where my neighbour worked. He described it as negative and terrible, and I felt very motivated to alleviate his suffering and the suffering of his coworkers by taking a job there. I began another humbling role, this time with a bit purer motivation (but perhaps greater stupidity ignorance).
  3. Prior to starting this job, I had also been contemplating and striving for fearlessness. This allowed a lot more flexibility in my practice as my aversion to confronting my ordinary fears was significantly weakened already. I was also able to dispel many fears through the practice of contemplating the emptiness of fear. 
  4. My perception of the workplace was that the work was easy and fun, but the people who worked there were making things terrible. There was a lot of crude, sexual joking that would have people instantly fired from my previous workplaces. There was nearly relentless complaining from almost every employee.  Every single issue was someone else’s fault, according to any complainer.
    I was overwhelmed by the negativity and tried to escape the situation almost immediately by searching for another new job.
    Very quickly, I received signs that I was exactly where I was supposed to be (not able to escape to another employer), so I continued my work as an aspiring Bodhisattva. (Although it took me some time to accept this). 
    I had to tackle this situation with many different Dharma tools I had accumulated:
    1. Patient Acceptance: Whatever was arising, I had to first accept it. Whether it was an unpleasant task at work, or the annoying environment at work or any other negative karma arising, too late to “stop”. Using a part of my mind to complain or wish it away was a waste of energy and absolutely no benefit.
    2. Understanding Karma: Whatever negative feelings were arising in actuality had NOTHING to do with how “terrible” my coworkers appeared. Everything I was experiencing was a result of my own previous actions. 
      (Good actions produce good effects. Bad actions produce bad effects.)
    3. Purification: as a result of understanding Karma, I knew I had to continue practicing “purification”, something I was familiar with engaging in while at my last job. It was becoming clear, no matter how many times I quit a job and started a new one, I would continue to experience almost exactly the same obstacles until the actual cause was purified.
      As a result of this understanding, I spent much time performing the four point purification practice, including regretting the negative actions I performed in lifetimes where I was a terrible boss, coach, mentor, absent parent, cruel ruler, betrayer, etc, etc. I knew that I would have to engage in the opponent power, virtuous actions, to oppose these negative actions and also to familiarize my mind with kindness, compassion, love — spontaneous virtue.
      I was also working on purification of finances, as it has become evident how many lifetimes I have spent as a miserly thief. I make special efforts to see the imprints arise (desiring to not pay for something at the store, not wishing to share with others), and I remember the effect that such a mind will produce in the future.
      I then destroy the delusion and make a promise to continue to weaken my familiarity with non virtue, seeing the connection between the imprint and my current dream appearance. 
    4. Effort & Mental Alertness: It has taken much effort to be on guard, disciplined and remain motivated. I have become an expert in self-encouragement and improving my mindfulness. It was clear that relying on external praise as a crutch was not working. I would either not receive it when I desired it. Or I would receive praise, and it would not stimulate the happy feelings I wish would arise. (As praise is never the actual cause of a happy feeling).
      After applying effort to attend every single Dharma class/event/course I was physically capable of attending, much wisdom was revealed about self-encouragement, and early on I was able to motivate myself along the path. This effort is also fueled by successes I continue to have along the path. This effort goes hand in hand with practicing mental alertness, so I am constantly on guard to what is arising in my mind. 
    5. Patience: I had to develop a strong kind of patience working for this employer. At the workplace, two coworkers in particular had a special negative influence on my mind. It took much contemplation and applying of Shantideva’s instructions in order to develop not just patience but absolute appreciation for these coworkers who would do things like be excessively negative, engage in bullying behaviour, act in hypocrisy, perform less work than others, all while willfully engaging in harmful actions. I was eventually able to be happy I received not one, but many Atisha’s Assistants. 
    6. Compassion: Watching these negative coworkers really awakened my compassion. Especially working with a “horrible” teenage boy. Not only would he constantly harass his coworkers, he would also gleefully kill all the insects in the restaurant. When he saw me taking spiders outside to save them, he would film me and send videos to other people we work with, mocking my actions. In even further evil action, he sprayed poison not only on all the spiders inside the restaurant, but also all the ones outside that had webs reachable in any direction. He took a special delight that the killing would also bother me so much.
      But what actually bothered me most was the horrible minds he was developing and becoming familiar with and the absolute horror of his future lives. I felt I had caught such a blatant sight of evil that it was nauseating and I cried with compassion for his future, wishing that all his negativity would ripen upon me right now so he would immediately cease creating these causes. 
    7. Taking and Giving: I would engage in as much taking and giving as I could at work. Especially for those that “bothered me” the most, as I could see their suffering was truly the greatest in this moment. I try to remove all the potential seeds of non virtue in the mental continuums of all sentient beings including my own. (I should specify the people I labeled as “a bother” were strictly those engaging in negative actions of body, speech and mind – not those who annoyed me in petty ways). 
    8. Increasing Bodhichitta: By working with these “negative” people, it became very clear that the only way I could help any living being is by attaining Enlightenment. Although this had been my goal now for a couple years, it is constantly renewed by observing the suffering on a daily basis and wishing all living beings to be free from it, and then following the instructions and actually applying the practice of Dharma in my life. This is a wish I almost only increase when I witness suffering directly.
    9. Releasing attachment to the Eight Worldly Concerns: especially reputation/respect.
      It became very clear that caring what my coworkers thought of me would become a detriment to my practice and my happiness. They were aggressively negative, and therefore their entire perspective was direly deluded. It became obvious they were impossible to please or change through external means (methods outside the mind). If you didn’t help enough or do something fast enough, they would call you terrible. If you did too much, you were also incompetent and terrible! It did not matter. So why was I trying to influence them at all through external methods? I had to apply:
    10. Wisdom realizing the emptiness of phenomena: Since sentient beings are not truly existent, from whom are praise and blame received?  (p. 497 Meaningful to Behold)
      With this specific wisdom, I was able to contemplate the emptiness of the inherent existence I was perceiving at work. In this way, I was able to relieve my suffering of caring what other people think. I made a wish to literally “lose my reputation” in order to truly satisfy this understanding.  It felt like I accomplished this wish in a number of ways, and I endured much hardship, But this hardship was very temporary in comparison to the lasting peace I now feel.
      I often contemplate the story of the Geshe Langri Tangpa who was left with a sick baby by a desperate mother and then perceived of being its father! Certainly, this would have had an effect on his reputation. His only response was virtuous action. I strive to attain that peace and wisdom by letting go of any attachment to reputation. 
    11. Moral DisciplineNot engaging in idle chatter: I observed that a large reason the staff was disgruntled was because of complaining and gossip. I had to make a promise early on in my job that I would not engage in complaining. Truly, my worst weeks were ones where I lost my motivation and got caught up in blaming others and talking about them to my coworkers. I now see the strong influence of anger and ignorance in my actions. Practicing refraining from idle chatter has made it difficult for others to engage in this negativity as well. 
    12. Moral Discipline Refraining from Anger: I realized that every time I was blaming someone for something I was experiencing anger (or its lower forms frustration and agitation). I had many antidotes to apply to this mind – identifying inappropriate attention, applying wisdom, understanding karma, purification, engaging opponent forces of patience, love, compassion, etc. 
    13. Offerings – During my workday, I try to constantly make offerings to my Spiritual Guide, Buddha, all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and other Holy Beings, to the Spirits, to all Living Beings. There are many opportunities to do this, especially during food preparation.
      It is very easy to remember to offer up the material offerings, as well as my actions and the virtuous minds motivating the actions. I developed a special routine when “dropping wings” or “saucing & cheesing” where I would bless the food, offer it and offer my service, and dedicate the virtue to benefit all living beings. 
    14. Dedication: I make a wish that all beings will benefit from my virtuous actions – that my cooking food for living beings will be the causes of all living beings to meet good food and hospitable conditions, and that these virtuous actions will be the cause of swift progress along the path, to my enlightenment and the enlightenment of all living beings, etc. etc, (see Shantideva’s extensive dedication).  
    15. Tantra: At the same time as the above practices, I bring the future result into the present so I am a Bodhisattva, I am an enlightened being, and I am helping every single person at work and my customers. I alleviate all their suffering by being a happy presence and sharing my positive karma with them. I know exactly the correct thing to say or do that will bring all living beings closer to enlightenment and further away from the consistent suffering of samsara. I am a happy presence at work that people love to be around, even if they can’t say exactly why. My pure mind of love, joy, and peace is constantly mixed with everyone around me, so there are no problems. Everything that arises is bliss and emptiness. 

As a result of this practice over the last 14 months, my workplace — that I once identified as toxic, unhappy, frustrating, agitating, inappropriate, stressful, difficult, impossible, and miserable — became a happy, smoothly-run, well-staffed, good-cultured, and enjoyable place to work!

There were many physical changes that happened as a result of taking responsibility for my behaviour, changing my motivation, and therefore changing my mind, instead of trying to rearrange external conditions to my benefit without success (again).

As a result of changing my mind, the following changes appeared to me:

  1. The super negative people either quit, were terminated fairly, or family circumstances pulled them away from the job (all peaceably).
  2. We hired several new, happy, (reasonably) well-adjusted and positive staff that took directions well.
  3. A new staff started posting up weekly memes/jokes and brought in a kettle, tea, milk and sugar, mugs to share, enlivening the environment with her kindness.
  4. Stressful things stopped appearing during my shift (for example, we stopped getting orders of four steak subs five minutes before close; we stopped running out of items mid shift; the dough stretcher we relied on worked or only stopped working at a “convenient” time; deliveries ran smoothly – CRAZY!)
  5. Far fewer mistakes made on pizzas/orders in general / Almost no burnt food.
  6. I received several raises and some opportunity for advancement (that I wished for, but never actually asked for out loud).
  7. If ‘stressful’ things did happen, I handled them with a calm and happy mind, and my boss also became more fair, cam and happy in his management, receptive to ideas and feedback.
  8. I had many, what I call, ‘special experiences’ – stretching the exact right amount of pizzas for a service; selecting, in advance, the types of walk-in slices based on what customers asked for that day (disappointing no one!); space/timing of orders coming in perfectly allowing for a great work flow; an awesome randomized shuffle on Spotify that all the staff seem to be enjoying; and too many more experiences to list (or that would be difficult to understand).


In addition to my workplace changing, my life has been consistently wonderful:

  1. I have the opportunity to maintain good physical conditions – walking to work, exercise at work, safe apartment, just enough money to live on (no poor spending habits!).
  2. Meals at work or from friends, family, and always having exactly what I need materially, emotionally and spiritually.
  3. I do not own enough to be stressed or bothered that I may lose what I have.

Other practices I’ve engaged in that have contributed to these positive minds, reformed habits, and virtuous familiarities. These include:

  1. Giving: I imagine giving to all those that need it, all the time. I give material help and resources when I am able. I continuously generate wishes to be able to give limitlessly, especially the Four Givings (material help, Dharma, love and fearlessness) 
  2. Test Myself: I imagine scenarios where I have more resources/power and “watch” what I do – do I help myself first or do I act to help others immediately? Do I only help my friends or do I help strangers? How do I treat my enemies? (Usually I still try and benefit myself first, even in my imagination. This observation helps dispel pride that naturally arises with even minor spiritual accomplishments.)
  3. Seeing all Living Beings as My Kind Mother: this practice became easy for me once I saw glimpsed began to imagine the infinite possibilities in countless previous lives since beginningless time. (Key word: beginningless)
    Since time is beginningless, it stands to reason that all living beings have been our kind mother at some point. Buddha states that all beings have been our mothers many times.
    It is easy for me to then imagine being more kind and helpful to them – especially since I have an extraordinary mother in this lifetime. She is fierce, kind, strong, courageous, compassionate, believes her children capable of anything, encourages us, and would sacrifice anything for us including her self. She is a wonderful example who I love.
    Now, to imagine that all living beings have protected me like she has, have given me such amazing kindness and love… that is truly motivation to help them… or hold patience for them! Even if they are grumpy, moody, tired, harming me, or harming others. They need my help! (Sometimes that means keeping my distance, of course.) But this has been fantastic motivation and opportunity to “see” things differently and in a way that has had a beneficial effect on my mind and relationships with others.
  4. Test the Dharma: the only way to gain any faith and conviction in Dharma instructions is to put them into practice. Simply blindly believing these methodologies work without practice will not benefit a practitioner’s faith or joyful effort.
    We must actually see for ourself if practicing patience indeed makes us happy, reduces our anger. We must see for ourself that being generous to others brings us more happiness than simply benefiting ourselves. We must see the ugliness and harm that arises as a result of angry minds. We must feel the happiness that a peaceful, calm, controlled mind generates even amidst a stressful situation.
    We should be so lucky to meet these instructions and put them to the test!
  5. Reliance & Gratitude – I understand (through personal experience) that the only swift path to happiness is to rely upon Buddha, the supreme conqueror, Dharma, the supreme instructions to attain permanent liberation from suffering, and Sangha, the supreme spiritual friends. In addition, relying upon living beings in order to develop the supreme qualities we aspire to attain:
    Since living beings and enlightened beings are alike
    in that the qualities of a Buddha are in dependence upon them,
    why do we not show the same respect
    to living beings as we do to the Enlightened Beings?

Thank you! How Wonderful!

Categories
Poetry

Another Bloody Craving (ABC)

(alternative title: The ABCs of Growing Up)

Thirst coming in clutch
comes on too strong
the energy’s too much
lasts far too long
                 yet never’s enough

I once yearned
for a spot of light
until I learned
some like to fight
                 such fortune earned

I bent backward
I yielded growth
I bent forward
I broke my oath,
                 agony endured

Fabricated not firm
appearance dreamlike
so in dream pain squirm
in fog we hike
                 confused we burn

One time, way back
I felt this way
so out of whack
the sky was gray
                 her love was lack

Now this heart resists
cracked and dejected
while slow time persists
this heart again rejected
                 knowing the risks

I don’t plan to push
of course, I’ll pray
I don’t plan to rush
as hasty visions fade away
                 you’ll catch me blush

At last to end on happy note
may my mind be clear
may my face emote
may I hold all beings dear
                 and refuge close
                 and may I be free

Categories
Poetry

Wish for Wisdom

(alternative title: fucking begging for it)

             I want to cry
how is it possible
             once again
to become an emotional wreck
     of titanic proportions
          at least still safely submerged
too sensitive
        so overly sensitive!

Please!
     Take the sensitivity away!

Sensory overload
          at the slightest touch
and now  — my imagination!
                     runs wildly & in wild ways
        away
I’m a wreck
characters swarm my mind
barking at me
to write them down
and I cannot find my pen
where has it gone?
again!?

I cannot be barked at
       any longer!
It doesn’t make me
       any stronger!

I try and try
       to not yearn to hear
words of kind sincerity
       but again,
like salt water to quench my thirst
       a taste and I am thirstier!
       a taste and I need more!

Tell me I’m good
Tell me I’m GOOD
TELL me I’m good
Tell me I’M good
Tell ME I’m good

Am I good?

    and even if you tell me
    it doesn’t matter like it should!

because it’s my mind
that’s not good enough

to see reality clearly
to see past the real lies
deceptive tears, I moan, he cries
and I want him to pay dearly
but it’s that very fucked up mind
that wishes to take from others
in a selfish way,
        to have others pay
                    for my debts owed –

No! No longer!

Although I cannot crucify myself
I can rectify by patiently accepting
while my inner voice still screams
           I wish I was invisible
           unknowable as I must be,
still the outer quiet spoke volumes
and the sound of silence resonates
reverberates off the walls
as darkness consumes
a single lamp put out
a black night falls
           I was not as patient as I could
     be I was not as kind as I would
like others to do unto me

A little dramatic, yes
(I wish I wasn’t so dramatic)
                     but nonetheless
it’s an artist’s reflection I see

                        Carry on

It’s not temporary happiness I crave
but full abandonment
of these unacceptable delusions
and the permanent happiness
resulting from the stainless mind
that realizes emptiness directly

                        Please!

Make my mind good

Categories
Dreams Poetry

On Being a Writer (this time)

I have entered the dream world
          it is dark
                  madness ensues
      I’ve come unglued
monsters lurk and
      a peculiar quirk
has taken hold of me
      reality      not what it seems

I have entered the dream state
           it passes over my waking eyes
a film, betraying a wild guise
      a darkness taking over me
absent     absent is the light
      in a nightmare world
full of haunting fright
         how could it feel so right!

I have entered the dream
  I see its walls surrounding me
seemingly limitless,
      yet I cannot run further
than my limitations
      in a meat puppet state
I cannot wait any longer
      to start becoming stronger
I must lucid make
            my dull dreaming mind
I cannot afford to become unkind
                             — not now! —
and forget …

I must remember the dream
             has taken hold of me
it’s pulled me in and under
and threatens to rip asunder
                        all that I’ve worked for
all that my continuum has worked for
                  to lose all I have and more
           futures of past work
            I cannot be the jerk
that throws it all away
and yet,
            I cannot be the one to stay

I must wake up!

Still, I have been pulled under
         I have metamorphosed as a cicada
to scratch my way to the surface,
      crawling above ground
            to birth such sound
and to shed such skin and skeleton
     like the selfless king
               abandons his crown!
while in samsara’s sea they drown
                                          no more

I must wake up!

In the dream world
     imagination is the creator
of all sights and sounds
   and smells and feels and fears
      and tastes and don’t forget
         the touches you don’t get
      — your mind creates those too
in the dream world
     the artist thrives or dies
depending on will and disposition
          — or is it now our despotism?
for it is time I must remind        
                                                   (who?)
      it’s  pure       imagination
         —    creepy factories aside    —

I have entered the dream world
     and so I say goodbye
to the ordinary people I once knew
   to the human race in which I grew
      to the good friends, in numbers few,
oh how when I write, I will miss you!
      but only a solo journey ensues
(the synonym is madness)
      for it’s certainly not entirely lonely
with all those characters arguing in there

          CAN YOU SHUT THE HELL UP
                   FOR JUST A SECOND
           SO I CAN PRETEND
                   TO BE NORMAL?

  Nope.

         Not fair.

This familiarity is based on
     past impressions
          with no guarantee of
     future impressions
           (& little return on investment)

            you think I’d shift gears

Alas! like so many lifetimes
       before me
                      I write
   I enter the dream state
                      I strive
   I will realize my mind
                      this time,
   with a qualified Spiritual Guide.