Love can be in the air,if perception occurs without distortion,
if looking takes place without a so-called central ego
A center apart can’t have profound love in the heart
if everything is seen via ruptured partition and cold separation
They are not thoughts from a true center;
“I” and “mine” are merely accumulated,learned thoughts
Though often cooperative (within “their own limited,little tribe”),
diminutive ants perceive with much friction and separation…(Must we?)
Not “these” are “my” thoughts,
but… “these thoughts”… “these perceptions”
You did not merely “have” jealous thoughts about something;
jealousy was what you were
Not just: “the beautiful bird flapping its wings”…
The wings are the beautiful bird
Not just: “my ideas”…
The ideas are the consciousness
Not just: “I saw the tree”
…but: “The perception of the tree was what you were”
Not: “I see and feel the many branches”
…but: “The many branches are not separate from what one is”
Not: “I looked into the mirror and admired myself”
… but: “Due to some undistorted poetry,the truly intelligent mind can possibly reflect upon what transcends mediocre separation”
Not: “These lines of poetry are presently being read by me”
… but: “These words of poetry, as reading presently occurs, are not separate from from what one is”
Not just: “Now I am going to meditate” (as if conditioning can choose to be the unconditioned… as if the smoke can choose to be the flames)
… but (the realization that): All thoughts (the “I” included as another thought, which it is) cannot ever decide to become (and then actually become) the freedom and non-limitation that they are not
Not (if you are very wise): “I stopped for oncoming traffic”
… but: “The oncoming traffic stopped”
Friction upon treeland. Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016
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Interesting thoughts Tom. From self-centered to be centred on something and its impact on us.
Thanks, Majka! So many think that they are something separate from the environment… and they let the environment go to hell.
Hm… that is really sad, Tom. I am glad that here in Blue Mountains is the nature so nice and green. Jamaica is literally a green island. When I think about the High Tatras in Slovakia and how devastated it is I feel terrible.
>> Not: “I see and feel the many branches”
…but: “The many branches are not separate from what one is”
>> Not just: “Now I am going to meditate” (as if conditioning can choose to be the unconditioned… as if the smoke can choose to be the flames)
… but (the realization that): All thoughts (the “I” included as another thought, which it is) cannot ever decide to become (and then actually become) the freedom and non-limitation that they are not
🙂
Take care Tom
Regards
Some of my favorite lines too, Babu! Stay perceptive and caring! 🙂
>> Babu! Stay perceptive and caring! 🙂
Thanks Tom. 🙂
Take care
Regards
Amazing photo – and thoughts. 🙂
Thanks much, Sci! 🙂 Those ants were so lightning fast, it was difficult to get a shot of them. They were on a huge, old Oak tree in the backyard by the river.
Well spotted though, and two different types/castes?
Probably different species. 🙂
a little philosophy for Friday, dear Thomas, great photo, too, have a nice weekend, regards Mitza
Thank you, Mitza! 🙂 Without decent philosophy most of us would be lost. Most of us are lost and don’t give a hoot about decent philosophy (which is, really, the passionate love of truth and real integrity). Hoping your weekend is enlightening.
Even though many people have a head in the same size, the brain doesn’t always have the same size and philosophy is something very, very difficult, specially in a foreign language, Thomas. I give a lot of effort but sometimes I don’t really understand it, I must admit. But still I’m very happy that there are very intelligent people like you in wordpress, too, not only people that show their fingernails, if you get what I mean. Thanks for your wishes, we visited a wonderful exhibition from my favorite painter and it was very interesting and inspiring to see these drawings from close up.
Thanks, Mitza! I love the poet E.E.Cummings’s art… plus the works of M.C.Escher and Magritte. 🙂