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Appearance matters…

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Appearance matters.  However, what is much deeper matters much more.  To look elegant and spectacular on the outside, yet to have an inside that is corrupt, uncaring, tainted, depressed, and disorderly… is a bit of a sorry waste.  Many wear fancy suits and ties or fashionable dresses that look sensational; however, sensations are one thing, real order and profundity are another.  To have a marvelous house, an impeccable lawn, a stunning car, and name-brand clothes is one thing;  to be internally rich, orderly, caring, perceptive, and sagacious… is another.  Most of us were groomed and tutored to chase after — and care about — the outward things.  Most were not deeply encouraged to care about the inward things.

Though many have riches, possessions, and fancy clothes, a huge number of them are not beaming with ongoing joy and compassion.  It may be that real richness, in life, has little to do with possessions and things; rather, it involves order beyond separation, accumulation, groping, and mere desire.  A profound, inward order cannot occur when the mind merely falls for outward appearances and ordinary values.  The real treasure is not out there “to get”; distance and time have nothing to do with it.  Why have so many of us depended, so heavily, on distance and time?  At the precise moment that the mind seeks pleasure… joy is gone.  We are not suggesting that one should not do pleasurable things now and then;  just don’t get mesmerized by a pursuit that may often not be necessary at all.

With the real ending of distance and separation — not the mere abstraction of an ending or intellectualization about ending — joy is blossoming, compassion is blossoming.  Then there is no striving for superficial things.  Depth does not cling to superficiality.  To see this, one must perceive beyond the surface.

 

Just beeing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Just beeing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

 

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White Faced Circus Clown…

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There was a white faced circus clown

           On odd days he would smile

           On even days he would frown

He said he wished more people were odd like him

           with juggling all the whiles

 

There was a white faced circus clown

           who could easily summersault

           He realized that most thought that they were separate

from what they see

           but that it was not their fault 

 

There was a white faced circus clown

           who earned their whistles and cheers

           He helped them leave their troubles behind

though they were not separate

           from their fears

 

There is a little circus clown

           with long orange floppy awkward feet

           and if you ever meet with him

(who you are too)

           you’re in for quite a treat

 

White Faced Circus Clown (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

White Faced Circus Clown (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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The Measureless Mind

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“I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.”  — T. S. Eliot

 

Most of us are perpetually measuring with the brain.  We, so often, compare ourselves or our possessions with other entities (or what they have).   We measure time, perpetually, as the past, present, and the future.  We endlessly categorize things, label things, analyze things, and recognize things via a series of measurements and sequential paradigms.  And, since the observer is really not so separate from the observed… we are what measurement actually is.  We think that we are somehow separate from this measurement… but we are not.  We are actually what the measurement is.  However, life — real life — is so much more than what mere measurement entails.

Many are very proficient at measuring their monetary achievements; some think of little else.   Many measure their power.   Many measure their day by how much entertainment they experienced.  This entertainment, however, is often merely an escape from their own emptiness, their own limited vacancy.  Recognition (of things), along with their categorization, is a continuity of measurement.  Thinking that you are “in the ‘now'” is a continuity of measurement.  Considering possibilities of what the “future may be” is a continuity of measurement.  Thinking that you are a separate “controller” with power over “other thoughts” is a continuity of measurement.  Trying to be silent (and supposing you are silent) is a continuity of measurement.  Calculating the length of your kitchen countertop is a continuity of measurement. 

Many of us are perpetually measuring.  Is that what life is about?  May it be that there is much more to life than mere measurement?   Is real love measurable?  Is real compassion what can be measured?  Is profound insight the result of mere measurement?  Can wisdom be measured?  

It may be that all measurements, by man, are limited, partial.  We have been indoctrinated to frequently use measurement; we have not been encouraged to consider living (at times) beyond mere measurement.  We will not be an intelligent divergence away from habitual reactions (with their limitations) if we remain exclusively in (and merely “function as”) measurement.  It may be possible to go beyond mere measurement into what may be — all measurements aside — truly unlimited.  Does it take a limited amount of time to get there?  Of course not.

 

Beyond Far (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond Far (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Springing from Youth… (Don’t let it ever happen)…

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These old shoes

           finished with hopscotching

           on colorful sidewalks

           and have put red and blue marbles

           and jump-ropes into cessation

 

These wrinkled hands

           interred their baseball bats and ping pong balls

           deep into the cobwebbed past

           and forgot about sweet kites soaring

           amongst the bluest of skies

 

Old,impaired eyes

           traded the joy of simple flower-filled days

           for the complexity of money

           while they finished with oak trees

           and became buried in paperwork

 

Enjoying the Flowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Enjoying the Flowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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A mind that is endlessly groping is of a certain kind of internal poverty…

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A mind that is not constantly groping may be a deeply profound mind, a sapient mind, not merely a mind that is lazy or unproductive.  Most of us pursue more and more entertaining experiences, more and more sensational things to see or partake in.  It’s our habit.  Once something is experienced, we usually then (eventually) get bored with it to one extent or another, and then want different experiences… further things to experience.  Few of us ever delve into this whole process and examine it deeply.  We were, for the most part, educated to strive for things the way we do, and we take for granted that that is the way everyone functions as.  

Of course, it is healthy and prudent to investigate into things, to have some interesting hobbies and interests to explore.  Few of us, however, perceive the wisdom that involves — in addition to striving and exploring — perceiving beyond mere experiencing and mental-cataloguing.  When he (or she) who is “experiencing” realizes that he (or she) is not really separate from the experiences… then a different kind of intelligence may be functioning.  That lack of separation may also involve, in a very sagacious mind, the cessation of time… (since it takes time to merely continue seeing things via separative psychological processes).  Psychological distance, for so many — such as between an ego and an object — involves psychological time… such as the time it takes to label or mentally categorize (i.e., recognize) an object from a so-called center, the time it takes to crave a certain ability, the time it takes to deal with (or come to terms with) a certain fear, or the time it takes to crave a certain pleasurable experience.   A mind that understands directly, without internally fabricated separation, is beyond these internal, contradictory sequences and, hence, is not merely involved in fragmentary, psychological time.  Ordinary psychological time always involves separative, fragmentary, mental constructs (that often grope, avoid, judge, resist, and pigeonhole).  A wise mind goes beyond these separative elements (internally) and often is beyond mere “reactions” and conditioned responses.  In such a mind, there is not always mere striving for more and more experiences, amusements, or entertainment; such a mind, being beyond mere separation and groping (which take time), may be what real bliss is.  This bliss has nothing to do with achievement, categorization, gain, or recognition.   

For so many, experience is like a carrot hanging by a string, attached to a pole; and the donkey endlessly keeps going after the carrot.  However, the donkey never perceives that the pole is attached to the donkey — that there is no real separation there — and that the donkey and the carrot are not separate whatsoever.  Groping and experience are splendid, at times, but so is not groping and not being a mere puppet to endless experience.  So many of us, though, are so immersed in the habit of experiencing and groping… that we are at a loss for existing as anything else.

Resting (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Resting (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Zilch…

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Diddle and Twiddle each played

          their own fiddle

          and since there were only two of them playing

No one was in the middle

 

They played tactfully(and as Diddle

          ejected a bit of spittal)

          Twiddle nervously giggled and said,

“It seems to be starting to drizzle”

 

Next,Diddle remarked,

          “Please don’t piddle;

the rhyme does have a middle”

 

And then,in his transmittal,Twiddle said,

           “This poem seems to

           have a riddle”

           Then,his third brother,No one,said,

           “I’m just a triple nobody

           stuck here in the middle,

          so please do not belittle”

 

And it’s enlightening to psychologically exist

           as nothing

With that,you need not quibble

 

[Note:   The following are photos of an old dead tree that is adjacent to a large, local hospital.   It is situated within the hospital grounds, right next to where many handicapped parking spots exist.  Almost as if it had been in tune with the comings and goings of the patients, face shapes exist in places where the tree’s bark fell off.  How many “faces” can you see within the tree’s patterns?]

Faces in the wood (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Faces in the wood (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Are you involved with the Poem of Questions?

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?Are you evaluating this poem

      as it is being read

?Are you wondering what the motive is

      behind the writing of this poem

?Is a good poem a poem that helps

      you to look at yourself without distortion,

      without fragmentation,without preconceived judgments

?Is a question within a poem 

      a good thing to exist as

?Is the mind really separate 

      from the questions that are asked of it

?Is Saturday near,but the living organisms

      (that one looks at)…distant

?Why would a question mark exist

     at the beginning of a written question

?Can real empathy exist when there is 

      distance and separation

?Is intelligence without empathy and compassion

      a superficial kind of intelligence

?Is “More all Day?” a cholesterol-laden,superficial question, 

       or is it a deep question from entities who really care about human beings

?Can one blossom beyond mediocrity

       and staleness

Is one separate from the words 

      of this poem?

 

More All Day? Hooray! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

More All Day? Hooray! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Citi-zens of da U.S. of A., are your Taxes in?

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Sweetest little red thing

                     sitting in the trees 

can PeterPan fly whenever he wants to

                     into the breeze

 

Precious tiny life

                     looking all around

needn’t pay taxes

                     wears a feathered crown

 

Beyond the Internal Revenue So-called Service (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the Internal Revenue So-called Service (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Caught in a Cult…

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People who belong to a cult will — as members of the cult — insist that they are there of their own volition, and are not (in any way) being brainwashed.  They will inform you about how secure and happy they are.  The leaders of the cult will inform them about what is what and how things should be done, and they (the leaders) will not (under any circumstances) invite them to question everything and to go beyond the patterns provided.

Society, as it currently exists, is largely like that; it is very “cult-like” in the way it operates.  However, most people do not want to go into that possibility… just like the way cult members do not want you to question their position within the cult.  Whether we care to admit it or not, politics, religion, education, and similar branches of society are very cult-like.  Suggesting, for instance, that the Catholic Church — with its (pointy hat) bishops, with its robed members who claim to be middlemen between you and God, with its symbols, methodical (esoteric) gestures, ringing bells, threats of punishment/eternal damnation, and strict practices/beliefs — is a cult would shock and disturb many people.  However, just because something is immensely popular does not nullify the possibility that it is, indeed, a cult.  So many of us are mesmerized by our orthodox religions, by nationalism, by ingrained educational precepts (that we adhere to without question) that we would even fight or kill for them.  In fact, this is what is largely going on in the world right now — as it has been for many crass generations — this fighting for what they taught us to believe in.  They don’t tell us to intelligently question our patterns, to go beyond our divisive patterns and beliefs and to love without promise for future rewards.

When you accept being a pawn, and have accepted it for many years, it is very disturbing when someone challenges you to transcend beyond being in that rigidity.   Most of us were educated by those whom (themselves) have been produced by (i.e., indoctrinated by) the system.  Some of this education, of course, has value.  However, some of it is extremely deleterious; yet we accept all of it without question.  Most of us were educated about what to think… not how to think.   Most of us were educated to be specialists and to react in certain definite ways, not to be what sees and acts holistically.   Most of us were educated to accept and to believe… not to deeply question.   The end result, of all this, is that most of us are not dynamic, whole individuals but, rather, are brainwashed puppets (who think that we have freedom).

Psychologically, the very way we look at the world has been heavily tainted by others (and by the language that we absorbed); and through that second-hand screen, we look.  Instead of considering that the observer may not be separate at all from the observed, we look — as we were taught to — with separation, division, and symbolic labeling.  Where ingrained separation and division exist, there must be friction.  The world is full of friction and conflict and is far from being an orderly place.  Few of us flower beyond all of the cold, programmed rigidity.  That must change.  

Frozen in Time (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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The Smile and the Frown that were swallowed by a Crocodile…

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An elemental Frown

wore a serendipitous gown

and danced with a Smile all around

 

They flowed through the night–

what a breathtaking sight–

if only there was enough light

 

Eventually,the Frown was kissed by the Smile

It was most definitely worthwhile

until both were swallowed by an enormous crocodile

 

The crocodile swam west

as his gastric juices began to digest

(and inside his stomach muscles)both were depressed

 

The crocodile choked

The two were ejected,soaked

Happily,as they ran away,they were very stoked

 

Though both were together,the Frown disappeared

and a Grin kissed a Smile next to his beard

(while the crocodile hunted,just as we feared)

 

As for the croc,well,he inherited Frown’s prior frustration

as he slowly died of starvation

Now,museum kept,he’s under sterling preservation

 

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

One mean, old Croc! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Political Leaders (especially those against green energy) are a sign of Primitive Life on any Planet…

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One wishes that things were much better, such that one could just blog about wildlife and nature’s flowers, but they are not.  The ship of the world, whether we realize it or not, is in a very precarious condition and it, due to indifference, is most definitely sinking; too many of us are walking around as if we are on a luxury cruise.  

 

In ancient Rome, the conniving politicians held the masses in complacency by providing them with plenty of entertainment in the Colosseum; there were many forms of entertainment that involved death.   Now, dancing from the strings of fossil fuel corporations and big industry, most politicians robotically react, and people get big fossil fuel transportation vehicles to have a lot of fun in.  If all fossil fuels ended today, our atmosphere would remain critically polluted for 60 years.   At the Colosseum, there was a lot of indifference among the endless entertainment back then; many of us haven’t changed from that paradigm whatsoever.

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The fusty,old politicians have succeeded,so far,

      at keeping myriads of us(in this particular

galaxy)at bay

 

So many of us sit complacently,hog-tied mentally,

      while hitching a ride with hypocrisy

laughing at jokes along the way

 

Most of us should be pronounced DOA(not

      necessarily down in any hospital,but just

psychologically,upstairs)

 

They divert our minds,consume our integrity,

      and want us to philander with superficiality

as we lower our underwear

 

Old, antiquated, and in control. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Old, antiquated, and in control. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Old, antiquated, and in control. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Old, antiquated, and in control. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Vegetarianism and beyond…

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This post will not try to lure you into being a vegetarian.  I sit and eat comfortably with people who eat meat, and i don’t try to convince them to do otherwise.  I’ve been a vegetarian since 1973.  My reason for vegetarianism is mostly related to a compassion for animals, rather than simply for health reasons.  Currently, i am an Ovo-Lacto vegetarian, though for a few years i was a vegan (not eating any animal oriented products, including milk and eggs).  I do not use much (at all) in the way of dairy products, but do eat eggs fairly often.  Over the years, one has met all kinds of vegetarians and non-vegetarians.  It has been an interesting ride.  Some vegetarians, whom i’ve known or lived with, were simple and non-arrogant about their vegetarianism.  They were simply that way, and they didn’t flaunt it or look down on those who were not like they were.  I was appreciative of the way they were… of their non-judgemental approach.  I’ve also met plenty of vegetarians who were rather arrogant and pretentious about it… looking down on those who did not fit into what they thought was the only correct way to be.

Years ago, i was introduced, by two female vegetarian friends, to a man who was a fruitarian.  He did not eat plants because he thought that plants had feelings.  He was rather pitiful to look at… looking very emaciated and sickly (though he was only in his 20’s).  He claimed that it was “wrong” to even eat bread… since yeast — used to make bread — is closely related to animals.  To me, what he said didn’t carry much credibility… especially since he looked like death warmed over.   For a meal, he would eat some fruit… and he looked down on people who ate plants (as if they were immoral).  One can take idealism to levels that negate the correct and proper care of the physical organism that the mind inhabits, causing irreparable harm to that organism.

When one was a vegan, after a period of time, though eating a good variety of foods, there developed unnatural cravings to eat more and more.  Something was missing in that diet.  Eventually, one went back to an Ovo-Lacto Vegetarian regimen.  I was taking Chia oil capsules for the essential fatty acids.  However, skin started to come off of my inner legs by my thigh area; it literally fell off!  When i started taking Fish Oil capsules and/or Krill Oil… the skin problem went away.  What i didn’t know before then, was that vegetable oils, including Chia, Flax, oils from nuts, and such, are in the form of ALA fatty acids.  Most people cannot readily convert the ALA into the needed DHA.  DHA is critical for proper brain function and body chemistry; many vegetarians are lacking in information about this (and in the necessary DHA).   In a big way, this is a real crisis, and few are knowledgeable about it.  Even non-vegetarians can be very lacking in DHA… which can lead to all kinds of problems, including cognition problems and Alzheimer’s disease.  Recently, DHA from algae has become commercially available, which is great for vegetarians and even vegans.  I currently use the Diet Standards brand called “Prenatal DHA”; please don’t laugh (like my wife did)!  It can be purchased for less $ (than on some sites) on eBay, if one shops around.  Fish oil and Krill oil, additionally, contain very large amounts of DHA.  

As we age, we — vegetarians and non-vegetarians alike — especially need plenty of DHA; the brain consists largely of fat and DHA; DHA is essential!  DHA is the predominant structural fatty acid in the central nervous system and in the retina of the eye, and its availability is vital for the development and health of the brain.

Lately, one has been into studying Native American culture, before the arrival of Europeans.  They ate plenty of vegetables (back then) as well as meat.  They respected nature… and lived in real harmony and balance with nature.  Many of us, these days — vegetarians included — don’t even come close to that genuine harmony… that genuine balance.  We, with our fossil-fueled cars, fossil-fueled plane trips, excessively large homes, overpopulation, and endless plastics, are far from that harmony.  (One has been trying, with geothermal home heating, a small home, with using small cars, not having children, and recycling, etc.; but one can never do enough.)  Being a vegetarian does help environmentally and with nature; however, there are many other factors that affect life in very significant ways.   

Please — vegetarians and non-vegetarians alike — take the time to read the following regarding DHA:

http://www.lifeextension.com/magazine/2012/11/dha_essential_brain_food/page-01

http://www.dhaomega3.org/Overview/Conversion-Efficiency-of-ALA-to-DHA-in-Humans

Not for eating (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not for eating (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not for eating (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Not for eating (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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America’s wrong direction…

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If we all did more regarding green energy, if we all wrote emails (concerning cleaning up the environment) to the White House and to our Congressmen… then our little planet would have a chance.

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Excerpt from E.E.Cummings:

so rah-rah-rah democracy
let’s all be as thankful as hell
and bury the statue of liberty
(because it begins to smell)

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On the other side of nowhere

while everyone believes they’re somewhere

they numbly make their children(and nature)waltz completely out of time

and voting to ruin the environment is not a crime

Standing with you. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Standing with you. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Standing with you. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Standing with you. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Can one decide to meditate?…

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One has read blogs (recently) wherein those composing them write about meditation as if it is something that one can make one’s mind do… as if one can decide to do it (like turning a light switch on or off).   Real meditation is not what one can decide to do.  The accumulation of knowledge, as the past, cannot (under any circumstances) decide to be what it is not.  Any planned or deliberate meditation is not real meditation.  Charlatans abound, however, who are all too willing to tell you how to meditate.   (It must be very easy to mesmerize yourself, in a rather self-hypnotic way, and then be all too willing to encourage others to do the same with themselves.)  There is no “how” to real meditation.  If it takes place, it is like a sudden spontaneous silence or quietude that was not (in any way) preplanned and brought about by a mental blueprint or calculated procedure.  It may happen when one is walking through a wooded area, or when moving occurs from one room to another, or when sitting (without motive) takes place for a while on the back porch steps.  When a bundle of memories, as the accumulated past — called thinking — decide to meditate, what they strive for is loaded with reactions of motive and acquisition.  Whatever they reacted to become is an obtrusion of thought that projects with — and reinforces — a learned reaction constituting an image of “me” or “I,” which is itself another extension of thought/thinking.  Deciding to sit down and meditate (for any motive), via a learned procedure, merely strengthens the fallacious “I” and its supposed ability (which it really does not have) to alter consciousness to a true and profound silence.  The known cannot decide to be the unknown.  Conditioned reactions, even sophisticated ones, cannot decide to be the unconditioned.

Awareness can — without the separative nonsense of an “I” apart from and controlling “its” thoughts — function with thinking, and if intelligence functions without calculated, separative psychological nonsense, then perhaps real meditation, without effort, may actually (naturally) occur.  However, one cannot decide to meditate any more than one can decide to have — or be — an insight.  Neither can one decide to be what humility is.

Another thing that people have been posting about is how they are so sure that everything in their world will turn out to be rosy and wonderful.  Fanciful ideas!   Because of underlying fears, many have an indoctrinated belief (either on the surface or deeper in their psychological unconscious) that a deity somehow is benevolently pulling the strings for things that go on in their world.   Their security blankets, born out of fear (stemming from thinking and psychological time), are their beliefs.  Fear, in people, is often buried in the hideaway of concocted belief.  These beliefs, unfortunately, often encourage waiting for some future after-death utopia or some external power (to make things better in time).  I am suggesting that we grow up (from those blankets), face the fears without separation, and not presume that God created this universe (and continues to manipulate it); (one is not suggesting that the sacred does not exist… on the contrary!).  Additionally, if you actually want real security, perceive (without mere imagery) what is actually taking place, and act (don’t merely react) with intelligence and care.   Perhaps you could write (like i have done many times) to governments, asking them to curtail nuclear armaments, fossil- fuels, and wars.  Do environmentally friendly things, join the Sierra Club (or other such environmental groups), work for a more peaceful, environmentally cleaner world, do more and more green things, actually help life, and then maybe things will be truly wonderful.

Only in pairs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Only in pairs (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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We need to evolve beyond having “leaders”…

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Look what having leaders has gotten us so far!

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At the forefront of all the political drivel

            kingsize greed and the lust for power

            reigned supreme

 

While(elsewhere beyond “will be”)supple intelligence 

            innocently perceives without the cadaverous trappings

            of frigid and oblivious experience

 

The more one gropes for it,the more it eludes

            and our complex and fearless leaders(full of fear)

            are too disconnected to simply see it

Ice cold bureaucrats (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Ice cold bureaucrats (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Caught within the System…

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Many of us feel that we are in the network of things, operating freely and doing what we choose to do according to our own individualistic preferences and whims.  Few of us consider that it may be the other way around.  Few of us consider the possibility that the vast majority of us are a projection of the system, an extension of the system.  Most of us were inculcated by the system and, when we function and react, it is the system operating.  That system, developed and maintained by man’s tradition, seems to give us much security and order.  However, if that very system is largely based on fragmentation, separation, domination, and friction — which it is — then the security is fallacious… non-existent, or limited.  Many of us accept — without question — that there are separate countries and separate individuals (these individuals each with their own separate ego).  None of this may be truly separate, but the system has us perceive and react to accept that; then friction and wars (and suffering) go on and on.

We were taught that we are separate from our fears.  We were taught that we are separate from “others.”  We were taught that nature and man are (somehow) separate.  Our “I”s, our “me”s, our separative countries and religions, may be essentially a projection of the system, where there is no real freedom whatsoever.  Few of us step out of it (into a larger whole that is not merely absorbed). Most of us are content to remain in (and “as”) the system.  We think it offers security and joy.  However, look at the world around you and how people react in in it (and “as” it).  There is overwhelming disorder in what is currently going on in (and “as”) society.  We need to change.  We need to change, not according to more ideas about how things “should be,” not by more political and religious differences, or according to the same old, traditional ways.  Real wholeness, real integrity is beyond the system; however, few care to truly move beyond the system.  It is like forever staying in a limited, rusty old cage (and thinking that you are joyous and free).  

Beyond the cage (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the cage (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the cage (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Beyond the cage (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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Impossibilities?

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Like an ocean spray in Iowa

Like a tidal wave in the middle of the Sierra 

Like a wise man aiming his gun to kill

Like a happy tree frog  in an early March snowfall

Like up without any down

Like a “For Sale” sign on Europa

Like mind not separate from poem and fundamentally changing

Sticking to the facts (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Sticking to the facts (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Sticking to the facts (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Sticking to the facts (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Mushroom Tree Communication

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looming flux(therefour)

          from symbiotic muck

summoned by Mother Oak

          now spurt from mycelium

to merge near and welcome baby

 

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By Dr. Mercola:

The name mycorrhiza literally means fungus-root.  These fungi form a symbiotic relationship with the plant, colonizing the roots and sending extremely fine filaments far out into the soil that act as root extensions. Not only do these networks sound the alarm about invaders, but the filaments are more effective in nutrient and water absorption than the plant roots themselves—mycorrhizae increase the nutrient absorption of the plant 100 to 1,000 times.

In one thimbleful of healthy soil, you can find several MILES of fungal filaments, all releasing powerful enzymes that help dissolve tightly bound soil nutrients, such as organic nitrogen, phosphorus, and iron. The networks can be enormous—one was found weaving its way through an entire Canadian forest, with each tree connected to dozens of others over distances of 30 meters.

These fungi have been fundamental to plant growth for 460 million years. Even more interesting, mycorrhizae can even connect plants of different species, perhaps allowing interspecies communication.

More than 90 percent of plant species have these naturally-occurring symbiotic relationships with mycorrhizae, but in order for these CMNs to exist, the soil must be undisturbed. Erosion, tillage, cultivation, compaction, and other human activities destroy these beneficial fungi, and they are slow to colonize once disrupted. Therefore, intensively farmed plants don’t develop mycorrhizae and are typically less healthy, as a result.

Communication (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Communication (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Communication (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Communication (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Awareness beyond the “me and mine”…

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In real mindfulness, in profound awareness, there is an eternal simplicity (i.e., an uncomplicated movement) beyond excessive and needless mental ornamentation.  Then there is not a separate watcher apart from the observed… perceiving from a so-called center.  In profound awareness, there is no separate center that is perceiving thoughts or emotions that “it has.”  One is the thought or thoughts (or emotions) as they occur; the idea that something separate “has” them is just another pattern of thought (that is primitive and fictional).  That so-called center, invented by the other thoughts, is not only unnecessary… it is what leads to needless conflict, friction, and separation in (and “as”) the mind.  This internal friction then extends out into society.  Awareness of the illusory self need not take place if there is no projected, illusory self.  In profound awareness, one cannot “know” that one is deeply aware, nor does one care to; profound awareness exists beyond mere measurement (and that is part of its beauty).

When the real beauty of awareness exists beyond all of the unnecessary complexities and friction, then needless patterns (of thinking) do not take place.  Such an occurrence is not a lack of intelligence; on the contrary, it is supreme intelligence (that goes beyond repetitive, second-hand reactions).  Without effort, awareness beyond all of the superfluous patterns goes beyond mere disorder, mundane experience, and recognition.  A learned, isolated, fallacious center would be incapable of understanding the depth of what the aforementioned sentence means.

Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

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Our Universe is Expanding…

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Our universe is expanding(the slick scientists say)

            We’re headed in that direction,come what may

Elite physicists tell us all about energy and power

            But to me,they’re like a bug on a little,swelling flower

 

They’re studying their “Big Bang” and its incipient phases

            like a spider on a protuberant bud who inquisitively gazes

But the eternal whole can’t be understood by studying mere sections,

            nor by looking from a bogus center that is a primitive projection

Studying the Universe (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Studying the Universe (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Studying the Universe (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Studying the Universe (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Beyond words and psychological time…

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To wield witty words, to accumulate a lot mentally and in the material world, to have power, and to have security, is zilch if one is not of a holistic compassion beyond the so-called central self.  Holistic compassion (beautifully) does not depend on any outside or inside authority for guidance.  In holistic compassion, there is no direction, no blueprint as to the right way to go.  Society spoon-feeds us everything.  So many of us are used to being spoon-fed.  We are so impressionable and easily influenced by (and “as”) reaction.  Our propensity for looking with what others have spoon-fed to us runs deep.  What may be intelligent is a quantum leap going beyond all that.  That quantum leap may not be of time.  Psychological time, as the associated past of what one has learned, and as obtrusions from the past as what the future might be, does have some place.  However, the timeless, beyond that limited domain, is also of great significance.

In the timeless, there is no seeking, no authority, no goal (projected from, and “as,” the past), no direction, and there are not mere tokens and labels (as words) that keep one in fragmented, sequential symbolism.  In the timeless, real compassion and holistic intelligence — beyond the limited, isolated, coldly indifferent, and false — manifest. 

Frozen through (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen through (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen through (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen through (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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This little world…

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This little world needs more jubilance and wholeness

         and intense insight and sound compassion

This little round place doesn’t need fossil fuels

         nor indifference that kisses the behind of out-dated political drivel                  

         and doesn’t need complacency when separation and

         fragmentation devour all inside and out

Frozen in Time (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Frozen in Time (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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When the Universe asks Itself an Immense Question…

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upon the universe

                    only one extensive thing was asked,

                    and the asking was without

an “I” doing the asking

 

when the universe asks

                    itself an immense question, 

                    there is no need for a fallacious(little)”I”

(and there is no self in the vastness of eternity)

 

so,the next time you

                    have something infinitely special to ask,

                    negate the pottylittle psychological you

and the answer may be in the question

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Chicory Bloom with Insect Visitors (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Love…

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Profound love is like humility… one cannot know that one has it.  One can suspect that it may be there, but considering (in depth) about oneself “having love” is a bit of a narcissistic action and, as such, negates love; additionally, love is not a possession (so is not what one can merely “have.”)  Real love is not (whatsoever) what is measurable; love has an essence of immeasurability.

Unfortunately, the so-called love that many are involved with pertains to images that they have about others (and about other things).  These images, however,  are what composes their minds from patterns absorbed from the past (and held as the accumulated past).  Love, involving absorbed and learned images, is usually very superficial and limited.  Profound love is not, for example, a learned and absorbed image (called “I” or “me”) subsequently associating itself with another image called, for instance, (her).  A relationship between two learned, fragmentary images is not much of a relationship at all.  Love goes beyond the fabricated walls of mental images and psychological symbols.   Love is not possession, attachment, nor identification.  Profound love may exist when the ego (the image of self) is not.  Merely identifying the image of self with other living things is not love.  Profound love transcends fragmentation, is eternal, and is beyond the ordinary patterns in time (and of time).   Timelessness is an immeasurability beyond self-fabrication.

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Harmony (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

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Beyond the mind’s “would be’s” and “should be’s”…

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Beyond the mind’s “would be’s”  and “should be’s”

                    and “maybe’s”

Beyond all “could be’s” and “shall be’s” 

                    and “rabies”

exists an effortless awareness not just of

                  death’s parameters and time’s “crazies”

 

Beyond what tries,lies,and sighs

                    Beyond what must propagandize and theorize

Beyond the “why’s” Beyond revise

Beyond everything that can

                (infixatedeyes)hypnotize,

exists a wisdom beyond all

                    “I’s”

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tyrannosaurus rex at the museum (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Beyond Sadness…

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Happiness is

          a stringed balloon

tied to a kite

          that flies so noon

 

Sadness is

          a melancholy frown

that never looks up

          and always looks down

 

Wisdom is

          a tiny winged creature

that sprung from a worm

          without the sermon’s preacher

Tiny 'n Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny ‘n Winged (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny 'n Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Tiny ‘n Winged (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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One’s Relationship with Nature…

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To have a decent rapport with nature, one must perceive beyond the limited walls of an isolated self.  To really be in harmony with nature, one must (first and foremost) be harmonious psychologically.  A mind of inner dissonance (and lack of harmony) does not perceive holistically; it sees fear as something that it has, not as something that it is not (at all) separate from; it sees nature as being “over there,” not as something that it is not separate from.  A mind of conflict, fear, prejudice, and inner distortion will often — even if it insists otherwise — perceive nature with fragmentation, indifference, and corruption.  Likewise, a mind of conflict, fear, prejudice, and inner distortion will perceive other human beings with fragmentation, indifference, and corruption.  To perceive beyond mere contamination the mind would necessarily have to be pure and unsullied.  Is psychological purity what can be accumulated, by someone, over time?

Profound psychological purity is timeless; it is not the result of accumulation or mere cultivation.   Accumulation and cultivation require time.   To be pure, innocent, and spotless (mentally) does not take time.  Time, psychologically, is a postponement, a delay, and it involves a gradual change, a gradual (possible) improvement.  To perceive other life beings with (and “as”) that innocence does not take time.  To look at others (and at nature) in the same old ways does require time; it is time, as the stored (accumulated past) that merely recognizes separate things, sees with (and “as”) separation, pigeonholes things, and exploits people and nature.  Real passion, real love, real order is timeless and pure… unsullied.  Its spontaneity, its freshness, its aliveness, is instantaneously perceptive without distortion.  That lack of distortion is real love, not the spurious (small, self-oriented) kind.  That lack of distortion is wholeness as non-fragmented perception.  

To climb the high mountain, one cannot move far by carrying a lot of heavy baggage.  Very many depend so heavily on their psychological baggage, such that they fail to perceive the real beauty that is there (that excessive baggage cannot take one to).  

Somehow appealing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Somehow appealing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Somehow appealing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Somehow appealing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Wise Blossoms Flower Beyond Preserve…

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Here are very many nevers

                    each inexorably not together

There are ever few always

                    flying higher than the tall trees

 

?Why are there so many (shall be)s

                    striving for littlesome (maybe)s

?Why can’t feathers ask us why

                    when does wishing stop to try

 

?When did slow turn to fast

                    where did time change at last

In the deep of round no wonder

                    lightning cracks and speaks as thunder

 

As the toadstools dance and bloom

                    eons pass across your room

Zygotes form when gametes curve

                    wise blossoms flower beyond preserve

The wisdom of flowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The wisdom of flowers (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The wisdom of flowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

The wisdom of flowers (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

 

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Beyond the ego…

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A mind without that false center — without that fictitious, dominating middle point — is (unlike most) highly aware and perceptive.  There is, in such a person, no psychological radius from a center to a periphery.  Most people cling to a fictitious center in one form or another.  There is limited space — in such a mind — between the so-called controller (or center) and what it presumably controls.  If the central controller is (in fact) just an image, which it is, then it is just another one of the thoughts and is not something that is purely genuine or real.  (Do not make the mistake of becoming depressed regarding this; eternity and beauty can still exist for us, without the interference of fallacious centers.)

Oftentimes, when people think, they think in auditory terms which simulate their own (individual) voice (when talking).  This internal (psychological/rather parasitic) voice mimics one’s actual speaking voice.  It (one’s thinking) isn’t an actual voice; it is a copied template… a simulation.  These simulations and their associated images presume (because of what they were taught) that they are being controlled by a legitimate center.  This center, as was suggested, is another one of the manufactured images.  The mind can function much better without the manufactured image of a center or central regulator.  

Real (fundamental) compassion doesn’t often take place when a fictitious center sees others through (and from) a radius of distance and separation.  A man or a woman without such a fictitious center exists beyond such a radius; then real compassion often manifests.  Order of the mind does not exist as long as a fictitious center exists.  Such a so-called center is associated with a false sense of control and dominance.  A false psychological distance is involved with such a mind.  False psychological distance often means that one’s relationship to fears, desires, plants, animals, people, and sensations is of conflict born out of fallacious separation.  Fallacious separation is not of intelligent compassion… is not what will bring about real order and harmony in the world.

[Note:   This little green plant was discovered growing — in the cold, snowy winter weather — within a small, lawn (crystal ball) solar light in our yard!   All of the other outdoor green plants had already died from the bitter cold, but this one was still going strong in its little makeshift greenhouse!  Nature always finds a way!  🙂   ]

Green plant growing in lawn solar light! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Green plant growing in lawn solar light! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Two Special Poems about my dear Uncle Lefty

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When my dear uncle Lefty was in prison

          he wasn’t keen about Loop Quantum Cosmology at all

He was much more interested in the thickness

          of his cold prison cell wall

 

When my dear uncle Lefty finally left prison

          he wasn’t interested in visiting me nor my uncle Ed

He was more intent on staying permanently stiff

          and forever remaining dead

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[Note:    The attached photograph is either of my uncle Lefty (who may or may not exist) or of a model of a Neanderthal at the Chicago Field Museum.  Which is it?  I won’t tell you, but i do have a big smile on my face as this is being written.]

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          When my dear uncle Lefty was in prison

he’d secretly dig at his cell wall whenever there was loud thunder

           When my dear uncle Lefty finally got out of prison

the digging was all conveniently done for him(as he was six feet under)

My dear uncle Lefty (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

My dear uncle Lefty (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

My dear uncle Lefty (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

My dear uncle Lefty (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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The Limitation of Experience

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Many of us go through existence presupposing things and assuming so many things because of the way we were taught (i.e., because of the way we absorbed patterns from others).  We need to question more.  We need to question things deeply, wisely, and passionately.  There is a real art to questioning.  One can easily fabricate superficial questions that are not of great meaning and depth.  However, asking essential (fundamental) questions concerning the very essence of life and existence…. is not what a lot of people engage in.  Many are caught in a rut, and their lack of significant questions keeps them in that rut.  Often, when such people ask questions, the questions are a mere reflection of the limitation that they exist in (and “as”).  To be trapped in a morass and just remain there — without ever realizing that one is trapped — is a sad thing; such may be the lot of many.

We take for granted that experience and knowledge — which is the accumulation of patterns over sequential time — is the one and only modus operandi that all of us must function in (and “as”) in order to succeed and prosper.  Few of us ever really question as to whether there is an additional alternative.  Many who evolved to realize that there is value in quietness and silence have (for the most part, unfortunatly) made this so-called silence into another form of “experience.”  Along these lines, people (for the most part) practice methodologies — given to them by others — to attain so-called quietness or silence.  However, it may be that any methodology or practice devised to achieve silence — via following procedures — is erroneous, if sequential patterns (no matter what they are) cannot, when practiced, produce what is truly beyond time and sequential paradigms.  It may be that calculated causes and effects cannot produce what is beyond mere “cause and effect.”

Experiencing things often is a good, prudent thing.  The truly wise mind, however, also goes beyond mere experience, doing so without any effort or methodology.  (Engaging in experiencing is largely habitual, and one does not always have to depend upon habits.  Deep intelligence doesn’t always merely remain as habits.)  Experiencing things (in the ordinary way) involves recognition, reaction, labeling, interpretation, categorization, and (often) opinion-making.  Experiencing, for so many, involves the repetitive recognition of patterns via stored (old) memory.  If this takes place (ceaselessly), as it does in so many, then the “old,” the “past,” dictates current consciousness; there can be no renewal nor alive freshness in a mind merely bound to the old past in such a way.  Often, on the other hand, the wise mind newly (i.e., without dependence on the “old”) perceives (without psychological space between an observer and what is seen).  Oftentimes, one can sagaciously look without mere separation, recognition, labeling, and reaction.  Oftentimes, for example, one can joyfully walk where there are beautiful flowers, being fully aware of them just by simply (effortlessly) looking (and deeply seeing their shape and color), but one need not necessarily label them as being beautiful, need not codify them as being flowers, need not see them from a “center” that is separate, nor classify them as being of a certain species.  

The intelligent mind that questions fundamentally and prudently often functions as “experiencing” and “labeling” precisely, accurately, and compassionately; such a mind also often effortlessly goes beyond mere experiencing.  Sequential, fragmentary patterns, for such a mind, fade into the background and there is a wholeness beyond the fabrications of man, beyond mere acquisition, and beyond mere causality.  (This may sound esoteric or exotic, but it is really very simple, involving real integrity.)  There is real bliss when psychological fragmentation and piecemeal acquisition ends; ironically, those stuck only in the sequential patterns of experience remain there to often contend with inevitable monotony and boredom.  One can try to escape the superficial in so many ways, by so many different experiences.  However, one cannot escape the superficial via endlessly more of the superficial.  

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[Note:  The photo is of a Softshell Turtle.  Their shells are soft and rubbery; they are very aquatic; they have pointed heads, are quite flat, and they are very elusive.]

Softshell Turtle. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Softshell Turtle. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Story Time… Koan Time… (2)

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I took Eternity out (on a leash) for a walk today.

Upon reaching a fire hydrant she, of course,

took forever to do her business.

I said, “Why on earth do you take so long to do your business?”

Eternity just looked at me (with her little head tilted at a cute angle),

without replying, with an inordinate stare that seemed to

permanently transcend time and the separateness of space.

Then, for what I thought was a brief moment,

the boundless leash started pulling me, ever so slightly,

and we went on and on.

We, as we went on, passed by a beautiful, enduring damsel

sitting, persistently, upon a non-evanescent ever-green tree.

Please remember that whenever you and Eternity go (or may have gone)

out for a magical walk, perhaps with a leash — wherever or whatever

you move (or had moved) through, no matter how far or short it is,

no matter how many places you visited — your consciousness  hasn’t

really moved anywhere (other than where it always was).

 

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In the Ever-green Tree (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the Ever-green Tree (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the Ever-green Tree (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

In the Ever-green Tree (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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That Immeasurable Energy…

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There is an indelible energy that is safely beyond the conflict and turmoil of our world and universe.  It is beyond the grasp of corruption.  It exists beyond the time and space that involves competition, strife, friction, separation, and domination.  For it to visit one, one must be of an innocence and emptiness that is not a result of what others have fabricated.  Mere reactions, mere imitation, will never help it to manifest in oneself.  Reactions and any form of imitation are part of the conditioned responses that are components of the cause and effect continuum of sequential time (in limited space).  Its timelessness, its spacelessness is not what can be harnessed and captured by the limited concoctions of man.  Any methodology to “get it,” including any organized religion or plan of philosophy… is likely highly erroneous, as it is beyond sequential methods, systems, and practices.  It is too alive and immense for any dead system or calculated procedure to bring one to it.  

It is not at all likely to come to one who is immersed in corrupt and antiquated psychological frameworks involving separation and conflict.  A supposedly separate ego that (through a screen of concepts) sees itself apart from the whole of nature or mankind is not likely to be visited by it.  A (non-global) mind that clings to man-made, separative countries and religions that (directly and indirectly) divide man against man will not likely be visited by it.  A mind that thoughtlessly pollutes life or that indifferently harms life’s creatures will not likely ever be visited by it.  Although many distorted minds have no real relationship with it, they pray to (images of) what they think — and were taught — it is.  Not having an ego, it (of course) would not ever want to be praised or recognized in terms of devotion.  Additionally, it may be that it does not readily bestow favors to those who pray or ask for benefits… since it may not (at all) be biased to favor intelligent-oriented species (who can ask for favors) as opposed to equally precious species (or individuals) who do not have the intelligence to ask for favors.  Additionally, it would not likely interfere with a cause/effect universe that it is not a part of (nor the cause of).  Too many, always remaining in (and “as”) their conditioning, have no actual relationship with it, yet they anthropomorphize it and project their corrupt attributes onto what they fabricated it as being.

Few are ever visited by it.  Few are open and pure (beyond the desires and methodologies implanted within them by others).  There is no “how” for getting it to visit one.  Indeed, when one is truly wise, stable, joyful, and mindful (without constant measure and mere calculation)… then one does not spend “time” desiring its presence.   Without effort, real awareness goes beyond falsities and delusive boundaries.  Without those boundaries, reactions are not as prevalent (i.e, they lose their shadowy hold on one), superfluous (habitual) thinking ends, experiences are not merely depended upon for consciousness, space between things loses much of its significance, and the infinite is (beautifully) easier to perceive.  

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Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bumble Bee on Purple Cone Flower (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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In the Pursuit of Color

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In the pursuit of color

               levelheaded snapshots happened twice

at the heartflower of everything

               feathered sirens sang their song

 

Simply sweet as nature’s grace

               they nurture beauty and joy

far from apathy and indifference

               implicit order moves along

 

Not overwrought with stilted lies

               but beyond the obtuse pool

lone in the plush prairie preludes

               pristine charm transcends war

 

Here as there is nowhere

               beyond cold space’s creed

just as now always was

               the flower’s passage widens perceive   

The Flower's Passage (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

The Flower’s Passage (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

The Flower's Passage (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

The Flower’s Passage (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Timelessness Revisited

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I’ve written about timelessness in the past.  Some people, one has noticed, have mistakenly abstracted that “timelessness” to be a static thing… an inert thing.  On the contrary, the beauty of timelessness is not of the lifeless, the dormant, nor the comatose.  Stagnant minds — as so many, unfortunately, are — cannot be in a relationship with it.  It is too dynamic, too alive and energetic to be in direct relationship with the listless, cold, and lackadaisical.

Most of us never question things deeply and intelligently.  Most of us never wonder about whether or not existing in (and “as”) patterns (and experiences, which depend on mere patterns) is the only way in which to go through life.  Our religions, our politics, our everyday mundane routines in life are all based upon patterns and sequential cause and effect paradigms.  Need one just be that?  (If so, is one then merely a series of reactions?  Merely existing as a series of reactions may be what stagnation is… may be what a kind of death is.)  Most never ask about this.  Most never go beyond the limited domain that was handed over to them.  It’s like a fish bowl in the vast ocean… and the fish (within) never (ever) going beyond the confines of the bowl.  That bowl, that we have accepted and remain in so diligently, is limited, is confinement.  That limited bowl, for humans (who evolved from fish, by the way), consists of thought, fragmentary reactions, and conditioning. If you wish, stay there.  

All of the isolated governments, all of the standard, separate religions and traditions of the world keep you there, in what is limited.  Going beyond the limited doesn’t take time.  However, they’ll be more than happy to give you oodles of methodologies (that take time).   

Antennae on the lookout! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Antennae on the lookout! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Antennae on the lookout! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Antennae on the lookout! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Is one really separate from what experiences are?

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Passionate lipstick          Dreary clouds

          Angry vehicles          Bored jail bars

Smiling birthday cakes          Careful tightropes

          Dancing shoes          Hungry enchiladas 

Swearing beer bottles          Patriotic flags

          Sleepy beds          Frightened darkness        

Apprehensive boxing gloves           Giggling lollipops

          Complimentary babies          Relaxed swimming pools

Melancholy psychiatrists           Laughing balloons 

          Lost neighborhoods          Generous donation containers

Indifferent guns          Conversing ketchup bottles

          Impatient intersections          Whistling dogs

Proud properties          Disappointed traffic tickets

          Thirsty deserts          Indoctrinated religions

Upset bronze medals          Disenchanted politicians

          Peeing fire hydrants          Crying coffins

Thankful presents           Listening walls

           Reaching sandals          Talented pianos

Lying used cars          Flying flower blooms

          Inquisitive computer screens           Excited carnival rides

Nearsighted soup directions          Farsighted oak trees

          Insightful questions          Stagnant presumptions

Bee & Bloom (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bee & Bloom (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bee & Bloom (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bee & Bloom (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Comparison and Imitation dull the Mind…

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Comparing yourself to others is a two-fold process that usually involves measurement and techniques (involving duality) that are superfluous (and that may very well dull the mind).  If many are immersed in dull habits, superficial behaviors, and limited perspectives, comparing yourself with them and then emulating them may, indeed, tend to make the mind act (i.e., react) similarly.  Indifference, seen as normal and ordinary, easily breeds more indifference.  A unique person, beyond all the lemmings, perceives beyond mere comparison and imitation; such a person is more inherently free (than those who merely absorb, internalize, swallow, and imitate the behaviors of others).  Those who lazily internalize all of society’s values and traditions are not free (though they may, as a reaction, insist that they are); they are secondhand shadows of antiquated authority, old habits, and primitive patterns of the past.  It’s easy to be secondhand.  Then you don’t have to think or feel.

Very many compare, imitate, copy, fit in, get comfortable, stagnate, presuppose things that were poured into them, and do not ask deep questions.  Why?  The man or woman who truly goes beyond all of this may not merely be some dishonest, mischievous rogue, but (rather) may be a profoundly insightful, majestic, free, independent, and truly compassionate person.  True compassion, true order, has little to do with following old authority, following stale customs, or following dead rules.  Real order isn’t what merely occurs from comparing oneself to others and imitating others; real order comes from that timeless (i.e., eternal) action that is not mere reaction.  

Away from the crowd. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Away from the crowd. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Away from the crowd. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Away from the crowd. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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It’s not something that can merely be attained…

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If you are truly innocent and perceptive (without motive), the mystery of the universe will come to you (and pursue you)… you won’t have to seek it.  Many others, out of boredom, out of groping for more, come up with methodologies for coming to the sacred.  Unfortunately, their mechanical blueprints, their dead systems, their fallacious fantasies, make an impression on others… and more and more mischief and nonsense ends up getting hammered into others.  

Having a humble, quiet mind is beneficial, as it enables perception to occur without being jaded and tainted by the fabrications of others.  However, unlike what many believe, a quiet mind does not bring about that which is sacred and illimitable.  That illimitability is far too dynamic to merely be brought about by way of silence (or by way of anything else).  A quiet mind is important, but no petty actions, inactions, reactions, methodologies, systems, absurd prayers or incantations, practices, or fabricated schemes can conjure it up.  Yet, it may visit a mind that is orderly, sane, innocent, living, and whole. 

Beware of those who tell you exactly how to find it or who write or talk about their struggle to come upon it.  It may not be a product of any methodology; it may not involve struggle or effort whatsoever.   Order of the mind is not a mere calculated product; it is a living, profound thing.  An orderly, living mind is not the result of some concoction or blueprint.  The result of some dead blueprint or mold is not living.  Any purposeful meditation generated or fashioned intentionally by the mind… is not meditation whatsoever.

Jumping Jack Flash (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Jack Flash (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Jack Flash (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Jack Flash (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Story Time… Koan Time…

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An enlightened man — one of only a few in this

particular solar system —

walked across the street.

He didn’t particularly care much for the pavement;

it was hardened, callous (like many, uncaring people),

and it covered a place where there used to be

lush, living things of great (soft) beauty.

There was awareness of the distant, oncoming traffic, but

unnecessary thoughts were (intelligently) not there;

there was no center, no authority to

merely see with (and “as”) separation.

As the street was being crossed, a wren came flying by.

Awareness was that little wren… not something separate from it,

(not something seeing it as being separate).

After the crossing of the street, a few steps were climbed.

As the steps were climbed, a curious squirrel was seen in a tree.

Curiously, that beautiful squirrel climbed the steps,

though it never left the tree.

What U R 2.  (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

What U R 2. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

What U R 2.  (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

What U R 2. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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In the Spectrum of the Whole…

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We’re all a part of the spectrum of holistic light

                              and just like the color yellow will never

permanently fade and disappear from that spectrum

each of us (including all life forms)

                              will never permanently disappear

 

With all the colors of life’s palette (life’s rainbow)

                              with all the dimensions of living light

we are there

There will always be yellow

                              and though yellow (and green) may fade now and then

they will always be there

Of Yellow and Green (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Of Yellow and Green (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Of Yellow and Green (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Of Yellow and Green (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Happy Halloween!

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Happy Halloween… and here’s a huge, new threat to horses!   Remember, however, nothing is quite as scary as the presidential campaign in the U.S. around now!   Ahhhhhhhhhh!  

A Huge New Threat To Horses!  Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

A Huge New Threat To Horses! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Mental Residence…

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Do you take up residence in the antiquated, fabricated, and absorbed patterns of man?  Or are you sagaciously swifter and more dynamically prudent than that, where they can’t (no matter how hard they look, with their old-fangled ways) ever find you?  Though it’s really not a mere place, are you where they can’t ever know you?  Concrete images of self are much of what they cadaverously exist as.  Concrete images of self are what they taught you to absorb, and such images and devised schemes of inner dominancy are petrified and calcified.  The solidified, isolated center of inner self-ish-ness (which really isn’t a center at all) is endorsed and condoned by ruthless others (who, themselves, absorbed from conditioned others).  To go beyond conditioned ways, significantly, requires that the mind shed its primitive caterpillar/chrysalis ways and, instead,  soar (as a fresh butterfly) free from all the inertness.

The beautiful butterflies and the colorful flowers of this marvelous earth are not separate things.  Please don’t merely yank the flowers out of the soil and shove them in cold vases; please look at them where they grow (and connect with them).  Please don’t net radiant butterflies and coldly stick them in framed wall-display-mounts; please enjoy them as they vibrantly fly (and please soar higher too).  Please don’t try to isolate yourself in a dark, dead little corner (of self, of “me”) and think that you are somehow separate from (and different from) the living whole.  Please blossom and open up your wings beyond mere stagnant (enclosed) ways.

We are each other (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

We are each other (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

We are each other (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

We are each other (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Chilling Halloween Creepiness…

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               I’ve got eight legs

you’ve got two

                      I’ve got eight eyes

you’ve only two

 

                    You run from us

and scream

                    but we’re much 

more afraid of you

 

                     You with your overpopulation

and polluting ways

                    are ruining this planet

We aren’t

 

                    With your hitting hatred

and your many armaments 

                    you mindlessly march in armies

We don’t march in any

 

                     So on Halloween

or on any other dark night

                    don’t run from us in hysterics 

It’s all so blatantly  ludicrous

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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Transcending Clinging to Old Traditions… (and Transcending Prejudice against some of Nature’s Fine Creatures…)

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Tradition has seemed to keep us safe up to a certain point.  Many of us cling to tradition in one form or another; most cling to many forms of tradition.  Many of us have our own special religions, nations, customs, leaders, priests, gurus, and methodologies… and to these, we ardently cling.  It has seemed to give us comfort and security by doing so.  With traditions, you don’t have to think much; tradition will have done that for you.  Most people really like that; it is far easier to let others do the thinking for you.  These others, however, have done the very same thing… (absorbing old habits from those whom they’ve similarly copied).  What we’ve inherited may be — unless we prefer to stick our heads in the sand as so many do — a lot of primitive nonsense that tends to separate and divide people globally.  (Where is the real security in that?!)  Each one thinks that his (or her) traditions, systems, ways, and areas are so very special and so much better (than that of the “others”).  We do this and end up with conflict, divisiveness, and wars.  Again, where is the real security in that? We become so comfortable that we allow the bureaucrats to continue polluting the world with fossil fuels, pollute our bodies with junk foods, and our minds with hate, fear, and antiquated ideas… while we don’t peacefully request change and don’t partake in significant alternative action that is beyond conflict and mere reaction.   Profound enlightenment never occurs to the mediocre mind that remains in the rut that indoctrinated others have dug. 

Besides these outer traditions, we cling to (and “are”) inner traditions.  When inner, crude, primitive traditions are warped, distorted, unbalanced, awry, common, and fractional… they reflect this disarray into the world.  Then we overpopulate it, abuse it, and mindlessly contribute to conflict while this fragile world and the beautiful animals upon it suffer the consequences.  We can do better.  However, the old ways are deeply ingrained in us (and “as us”), and the time for change is long overdue.  On a brighter note: We — some of us, at least — can change, blossom, and transcend all of the mediocrity.  

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[Note:  The nights have been getting cold, and this young Bullsnake came through the front door into our house.  I took it near the river bank on the property and released it in an area with a lot of fallen leaves (where it could dig into to find needed warmth).  However, before releasing it, a few pictures (of course) had to be taken.  (The second photo is with me holding the snake in one hand and taking a photo of it with the other hand.)  Steven Irwin, whom i miss dearly (since he passed away), was a superb naturalist who often (on his excellent television nature series) would reveal his deep love of nature.  He often shared the same sentiments that i have concerning snakes: They are beautiful and spectacular creatures if one looks at them without prejudice and old-fashioned beliefs.  Steve’s premature passing was a loss to nature; he was a true champion of nature.  Bullsnakes may look a little bit like Rattlesnakes, but they are non-poisonous and they do not have a rattle at their tail end.  Many people thoughtlessly kill them when they see them, which is a real shame.  All you have to do is grab one a little way up from the tip of the tail and take it to where you would like it to be released.  They are beautiful creatures that eat mice, rats, voles, and other pests, and they are totally harmless to man.  We’re so glad that our little friend stopped by!]

Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Holding a Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Holding a Bullsnake. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Childhood Time and Beyond…

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Childhood time is a magical time)

      and it’s all about magic (really)

               life is

It’s so beautifully full of magic

               life is 

And youthful joy is that wonderment

      and that feelingcloseto

               sweet immortality

So many adults lose those wonderous moments

      drink to their bitter depression

      and go through the motions without

               ever being alive

?Why do they stop asking questions

?Why do they with starched faces

      cadaverously walk right past joy and beauty

I don’t ever want to grow up

I don’t ever want to grow up

I don’t ever want to grow up

Childhood time is a magical time

      and it’s all about magic

               (really

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Silver-Spotted-Skipper (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

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That Nameless, Eternal Immensity…

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That nameless, eternal immensity that is beyond mere labels and symbolic words, rarely presents itself to humans.  Too many of us are of violence, separation, distortion, and fallacies to be open to visitation from that enormity.  Our psychological demarcations, which promote false, separative, supposedly dominant centers (i.e., the many obtrusions of “me” and “I”), tend to nullify any possibility for that boundlessness to be revealed.  Mental superficiality and illusion negate clear perception.  A false center builds a wall around itself and there is nothing much seen beyond the limited confines of that wall.  Too many of us have accepted limited viewpoints, patterns, boundaries, and methodologies… and to those we cling.  Fortunately, it is beautifully possible to emerge through the rigidities of miseducation and stiff falsities.

Fruiting Bodies (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fruiting Bodies (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fruiting Bodies (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Fruiting Bodies (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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The Honest Poem

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The honest poem,beyond all the mumbo jumbo,

          in a purgative way,tersely flushes out the detritus of words

exposing them for what they really are…

          fractional representations that are inherently second-hand

 

The genuine poem,beyond all the gibberish and hogwash,

          in a laxative way,wisely purges out the putrid,stale simulations

suggesting to,instead of dwelling in mere crappy accounts,

          go and holistically perceive as if for the first time

Butterfly Flight (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Butterfly Flight (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Butterfly Flight (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

Butterfly Flight (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c.2016

 

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Violence…

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When we are violent and mentally formulate an ideal of nonviolence, we set up an “idealistic image” for the center of self (which is itself an absorbed, learned image) to strive towards.  That “idealistic image,” being a fabricated construct of the brain, is a symbolic pattern that is not — much the same as the image of an isolated (controlling) center — real (other than being a fabrication of the mind).  It may be far more prudent to give attention to the actual violence as it is occurring (without merely looking at the violence with separation and imagery).  Then violence is not merely something that you have; it is what you actually are.  Then you are not separate from the violence.  Giving all of your energy to understand it may require that it be seen without a fallacious center trying to do something about it from a distance.  In this, there would be no distance of space, nor any distance of time; (there, in other words, would be no spatial distance between a fabricated “center or ego” and the violence… and there would be no psychological time for the fallacious “center” to “have” to try to get rid of the violence.)   Superfluous ideals of nonviolence need not (necessarily) be manufactured; if they were, they likely would create space, time, and conflict in the mind, sway attention from the actuality of violence, and would likely tend to support a false (isolated) center that focuses away from the learning, understanding, and true relationship regarding violence; a false center is (in itself) a form of violence; it is a man-made (isolated) image (that projects indifference, separation, and conflict).  

Instead of being aware of violence and deeply learning about it (and therefore fundamentally going beyond its many ways), merely mentally saying (with that old, procrastination trick) that one will be “better” in the future involves (the space of time).  The false center additionally forms (space) between itself and so-called others.  This space and the space of time (psychologically) are intrinsically the same in many respects.   Intentionally hurting so-called “other” life-forms is a form of violence.  Jealousy is a form of violence.  Envy is a form of violence.  Racial prejudice is a form of violence.  Indifference is a form of violence.  Violence exists in many formats.  If one fragment merely tries to get rid of another fragment (that is seen with separation)… then conflict continues (in one form or another) and the mind remains immersed in violence.  Most have no true relationship with others and no true relationship with violence; so the violence continues (in society) as it does.  

 

Eastern Amberwing. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Eastern Amberwing. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Eastern Amberwing. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Eastern Amberwing. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

 

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When this What If…

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When this WHAT IF

                                                               rumin

8ed on what MIGHT BE,

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as some

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2 be elimin

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by what considered 

                      itself

2 besomewhat sepa

                                                         r8ed from the

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                       ear

that thought thoughtithad

                                     & also con

sidered it

                                                 self

separatefrom(&controlling)

images projecting the

                                                                 possible future

&                                                                   also

separate from the

                                                                              whole of

                                                   time

toc

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Mommy Shortlegs. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Mommy Shortlegs. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Mommy Shortlegs. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Mommy Shortlegs. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

 

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Resting in the Holographic Universe…

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It is good to be proficient in life; it is good to be adept at getting things done (and then resting afterward).  Merely getting things done for oneself alone (or merely for some small, immediate family) may be rather small-minded and narrow in outlook.  Similarly, getting things done while concomitantly harming the environment may also be rather petty and narrow-minded.  A wise, highly aware, dynamic mind is compassionate, considerate, and does not put itself first.  It gets things done while loving the whole… not loving some silly little self-image or merely those who care for (and reward) that self-image.

Inner proficiency — in (and “as”) the mind — is to exist without needless conflict, without needless friction.  A mind full of limited, separative notions and perspectives (internally) is a jumble of friction, clutter, disorderliness, and disarray.  Such a disorderly mind will consist of many fractional images and ideals, all of which are limited, symbolic, partial, and which reinforce isolation and separation of a so-called “center” as being (supposedly) in charge of the “other” thoughts, (conflicting ideals and desires), and images.  When the mind is jealousy manifesting… jealousy is what you are; it is not something that some fictional center “is having.”  How can a learned — though fictional — and concocted center efficiently and proficiently get rid of the jealousy, when (all along) the center is an accumulated delusion whose very isolated manifestation supports feelings such as jealousy?  Inner separation and segregation extend from an internally disorderly mind into the outer world; indifference, conflict, hatred, jealousy, war, ruthless competition, and exploiting others are often results.

A beautiful mind of the humility of emptiness and of intelligent wholeness, with real inner order and with inner images in a harmonious relationship with each other, beyond delusion, will express itself in the external environment in ways that are cooperative, compassionate, considerate, wise, environmentally sound, empathic, and non-fragmentary.

Resting in the holographic universe. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Resting in the holographic universe. (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Resting in the holographic universe. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016

Resting in the holographic universe. (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2016