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I Had a Pet Frog (named Infinitum) but He Croaked… This Poem is Dedicated to Him…

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AD INFINITUM                                                        😦

 

My wonderful, magnificent
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.
But then, my wonderful, magnificent 
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.  
But then, my wonderful, magnificent 
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.  
But then, my wonderful, magnificent 
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.  
But then, my wonderful, magnificent 
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.
But then, my wonderful, magnificent
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.
But then, my wonderful, magnificent
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.
But then, my wonderful, magnificent
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.
But then, my wonderful, magnificent
pet frog croaked, and i was very sad.
The next day, he was quite alive,
and i was very happy.  

Ad Infinitum…                                                                🙂 

 

 

My Eastern Gray Tree Frog named Infinitum … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

 

 

 

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Lens of Awareness

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Many of us bloggers, who take pictures often, are scrupulously concerned about keeping our camera lenses clean and spotless.  Many of our minds (and concomitant actions), however, are not taken care of so very diligently.  We look at things through tainted, jaded, contaminated lenses, according to the way we were programmed to look.  We see what we were programmed to see.  We think what we were programmed to think.  Most merely react, very predictably, according to the ways in which they were molded to react by.  If one desires to clean the mind, to polish the lens of the mind, it is usually merely according to someone else’s system, methodology, or beliefs.  That may merely be an extension of the crass conditioning.

Before considering cleaning the lens of the mind, please consider who (or what) is doing the cleaning.   If the “perceiver” is not something separate from the perceived, then the cleaning itself may be part of the programming, part of the conditioning.  Yet, most will just want to go out and take some mighty fine pictures. 

I am quite aware that my blog only helps some people.  Most will not see the seriousness of it.  That lack of seeing the seriousness is what i have seen all my life, ever since childhood.  Our world is going under because of it and, in the long run, our superficial images of things won’t matter one damn bit.

 

 

 

Leopard Frog Time… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Froggy

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Fast not last
and ditty dance
circulated bound

Not slow or first
or spongy thirst
or rivulet round

Not here just there
not underwear
resplendent like a clown

Just slippery soggy
not so groggy
a leaping up and down

Hop and jump
splash cur-plunk
a wishy-washy sound

 

 

 

Leopard Frog Ribbit Ribbit (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Leopard Frog Ribbit Ribbit (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Froggie

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When)you croaked I cried for days

                   (four days)

Then eye saw hop

        splash

                                       jump

                                                                   slurp

moths dis

                                   appearing

(a peering here and there)

and then(Suddenly)                  I kicked the bucket

                                                                                                     Some folks wept

(it is useful for hauling

                             things         like

                             leaves and

                             sticks

and wasted t

                            e

                               a

                                   r

                             s

Froggie (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (1). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Froggie (2). Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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This Movement

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 True poise, as we have said, includes intelligence, compassion, awareness, humor, balance, and transcending separation and conflict.  Part of the reason that many of us don’t have it has to do with wrong education; or, despite a wrong education, many just don’t care to go beyond the parameters of limitation.

   In previous posts, some time ago, one wrote about the brain as being like two halves of a walnut… and about how certain surgeries splitting these two halves — by severing the corpus callosum — left each half not knowing what the other half was thinking.  So, in actuality, two fields of consciousness were produced from one field, via advanced surgery.  Therefore, times and evidence has changed; yet so many of us continue to cling to the erroneous (primitive) notion of a central “I,” a central “me” or controller.  For a very long time now, one — when thinking — instead of using the term “I,” has been using the words of “this movement.”  Of course, one doesn’t verbally say “this movement,” instead of “I,” when actually talking to others; (things are at a rather unrefined and strangely unpolished level here in the Midwest U.S.A., and the rest of the world, so one just talks to them in the way that they are familiar with.)

   Clinging to the notion of a central “I,” by repeatedly using it, reinforces the perception and feeling of separation.  We were taught to function in (and “as”) this separation throughout our lives; just look at all of the competition and indifference in the world.  This separation includes — and involves — internal and external forms.  “I” am apart from “you.”  If “I” hurt “you,” “I” will not be hurt.  This “I” thinks that it is apart from the fears that “it has.”  This “I” is supposedly apart from the jealousy that it can later “deal with.”  This “I” is supposedly something separate from the unhealthy habits that “it has.”  This “I” is supposedly apart from other organisms; and it is “their” suffering.  This “I” is going to quiet thoughts in order to “get something spectacular out of it.”  This “I” has freedom to do whatever “it” pleases.  

   Instead of thinking “I,” thinking “this movement,” however, doesn’t tend to reinforce the notion of any (so-called) center (that is fictitious anyway) from everyone else.  “This movement” can include — and does include, in a big way — everyone else.  (Therein lies responsibility.)  “This movement” need not be separate from the perceptions that take place, including butterflies and fears.  Fear may not be separate from what “this movement” is; however, thinking there is an “I” that is separate from fear, controlling it or managing it freely, is conflict and utter nonsense.  When “this movement” is used, it negates a lot of energy wasting conflict that inherently goes along with the separative (erroneous, crass) concept of a central “I.”  Eternity, the sacred and the timeless exists, but it has little to do with robotic, fragmentary, illusory, virtual, isolated, central images; that is one of the reasons why “this movement” is sharing this.

Defying gravity. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Defying gravity. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

 

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Give…

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give the stripes back to the zebra

give the bark back to the dog

give the insanity back to the politician

give the bulging eyes back to the frog

 

give the climb back to the mountain

give the remote back to the television show

give the red blood back to the warrior

give the water back to the plant (and watch it grow)

 

give the turn back to the brass knob

give the yellow leaves back to the fall

give the Cretaceous back to the raptors

give the baseball bat back to the ball

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Bulging Eyes. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

Bulging Eyes. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

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Internal mirror of distortion…

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True integrity is the honesty of perception; not being one thing… and then internally claiming (to yourself) to be something else; and it’s not pretense to others either!  A truly mindful, wise being is unrelenting regarding seeing the actions that he or she is (precisely for what they are); in this, there are no lame excuses, cushioning rationalizations, or softening distortions.  You are what you are at (and “as”) that moment in time… plain and simple… without all the extraneous deceit.

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A frog not a prince. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

A frog not a prince. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

A frog not a prince. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015

A frog not a prince. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2015