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Insights or Non- (Part 11)

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The comatoseness of the average-ordinary mind is the result of a cadaverous education.

Merely looking at life through a screen of symbols and labels — as most do — isn’t really looking at life at all.

Taking a shower isn’t good enough; cleanse yourself of the dusty, stale past.

One cannot be visited by that pristine ground of eternal sacredness unless one’s mind is of intense order and purity.

There is, despite what we were taught, no (real) separate ego or central “I” controlling thought/thinking; what occurs — other than what holistic insight and direct perception reveal — is mostly all conditioned reactions that one is not separate from.  

Being photogenic isn’t important.  Being whole, compassionate, and perceptive is important.

 

 

After a Shower … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

 

 

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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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Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee

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Tweedle-dum and Tweedle-dee
walked through some woods, but one had to pee.
Said Tweedle-dum to Tweedle-dee,
“I need to pee, but so you 
can’t see.”
“But I don’t want to go blind,”
said Tweedle-dee.
So Tweedle-dum did
not pee,
and remained good friends
with Tweedle-dee.

So the next time you are
walking deep in the observative woods,
hold it all in
as Tweddle-dum knows you should.

 

 

Spotted Green Tiger Beetle crossing the Urinary River … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2019

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Cuddling with our Animal Friends

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Many of my fellow bloggers
     have a close and wonderful
     relationship with the animals
     in their lives
     (whom they often photograph)…
     such as Scifi, Francis, Curious Introvert, 
     67steffen, and others, with their dogs;
     others with their cats,
      Linda with her pet-like squirrels,
      and others with their cuddly pets.
     So i tried to get close to one
     of my sweet photography subjects,
     a wonderful wasp.
     It stung the hell out of me!

 

 

 

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I was just kidding about the sting… but i was so close to it that i could have kissed it!   🙂
I did get stung by a wasp (while just walking along by the riverside) a number of days after taking this photo, but i am so impervious to bee and wasp stings — i don’t even swell up whatsoever — that it meant nothing to me.  

Not so friendly wasp … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

 

 

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Rollie Pollie from the Ancient Past…

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Similar to miniature armored tanks
from the prehistoric past,
you scurry along like ancient,
deep sea Silurian Period trilobites
(with shielding exteriors) 
to be envied by soft, fragile, vulnerable we.

 

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Much like M.C.Escher’s famous Curl-up Prints — these crustaceans probably inspired him — Rollie Pollies (or Pill Bugs) are capable of rolling up into protective balls, just like trilobites did many millions of years ago in the deep oceans.   This particular species looks to be more like a Sow Bug so is likely not able to fully roll up like an almost similar looking Pill Bug can.  Most Rollie Pollies live up to two years.  They are the only crustaceans that can spend their entire life on land.  They mostly eat dead vegetation.  They breathe by means of gills, which necessitates needing to be in a humid air environment (such as under logs).

 

Sow Bug from the Past… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

 

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Space

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Few of us, so very few of us, have deep, immeasurable space within (and “as”) the mind.  Most minds are endlessly chattering about one thing or another, filled with series after series of limited thoughts (which are merely symbols), images, fears, opinions, musical tunes, and past experiences.  Most minds are satisfied with remaining cluttered by what was poured into them.  Most go from one series of reacting thoughts and repetitive reconfigurations to another… endlessly.  Being satisfied with that is the norm, and that leads to depression, melancholiness, and division.

This space — of thought — which most people adhere to, and consist of, is of limitation.  It is the small space of fragmentary symbols, which thoughts actually are.  It is the little space between “self” and “other life forms.”  It is the fallacious space between a supposed “me” and the so-called distant thoughts that it allegedly controls.   It is the space between the past and the future.  It is the space between “us” and “them.”  It is the little space of sorrow.

Remain plastered there, if you wish.  However, it may be most prudent to intelligently consider going beyond the norm.  Will going beyond the norm necessitate more methodologies (from the stale past of the old teachers and religious/philosophical/political leaders)?  Will going beyond the norm require following certain patterns in time, as in the ways we have merely functioned in throughout the past?  Surely not!  Love cannot exist deeply and profoundly if limited patterns and limited space crowd the mind.  It is the mind that is full of walls of separation and limitation that is the prejudiced mind, the hating mind, the callous and uncaring mind.  Love cannot enter what is limited, fragmented, contaminated, and “unwhole.”  

 

Perpetuity… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Snakes Alive! Haiku

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          (thou)
                    gh
                        man
                      y hate
               you
             Some 
         see you
         r true
      full
             beauty.
                      That’s
                         all
                    th
                at
                    mat
                          ter
                       s

 

 

 

Bull Snake Admiration… Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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What Makes the Muskrat Guard His Musk?

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What makes a King out of a slave?
Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave?
Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk, in the misty mist or the dusky dusk?
What makes the muskrat guard his musk?
Courage! What makes the sphinx the seventh wonder?
Courage! What makes the dawn come up like thunder?
Courage! What makes the Hottentot so hot? What puts the “ape” in apricot?
What have they got that I ain’t got?
(All Four):
Courage!
(Lion):
Then you can say that again!         — Words from the timeless (and indubitably immortal) Wizard of Oz

 

Muskrat carrying leaves to his underwater den…(Photo taken last spring) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Today is World Wildlife Day!

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On 20 December 2013, at its 68th session, the United Nations General Assembly (UNGA) proclaimed 3 March, the day of signature of the Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species of Wild Fauna and Flora (CITES), as UN World Wildlife Day to celebrate and raise awareness of the world’s wild animals and plants. The UNGA resolution also designated the CITES Secretariat as the facilitator for the global observance of this special day for wildlife on the UN calendar. World Wildlife Day has now become the most important global annual event dedicated to wildlife. 

It would be a good day to join (or donate to) the Sierra Club or any similar animal/plant loving, environmental organization; additionally, it would be a great time to think about doing more environmentally-friendly action.

 

http://www.wildlifeday.org/

 

 

Here’s looking at you! … Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Eyes for you! Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Group Mentality

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Scientists say that we evolved from fish (over millions of years of evolutionary time). Many fish remain together in large schools.  We, as human beings, still cluster together in groups (often, just as the fish do, out of fear or out of the desire to be associated with something more substantial). When one “belongs” to a sizable group, it allows one to identify oneself with (and “as”) something larger and (apparently) much more significant. One identifies with (and becomes) the group. “It is ‘my country'”… which is so vast, powerful, and beautiful… and, so they say, “It is what I am willing to die for.” The aforementioned sentence is a typical thing stated often in various countries, each thinking that their ways and systems are better and more righteous.

Similar things happen with political parties and organized religions. Each person identifies with that large organization (which takes him away from his obscure, unsung, little self). Or, similarly, one identifies with one’s images of God; one identifies, then, with images (that one is) of something powerful, large, and almighty. People identify with something larger that is (they believe) “protecting them,” keeping them safe in a world of full of disorder and chaos.  Some people — full of indoctrinated prejudices — exclusively identify with their race, culture, political group, or family units (apart from all others).  Often, unfortunately, it is mostly about their race, or their culture, or their political group, or their family… and the rest can (more or less) go to grass.  Few of us identify with the little, poor woman or man who labors all day in the vegetable fields under a very hot sun and who gets next to nothing for payment; few actually see a little, defenseless animal as a reflection of the whole.  

Many of our man-made groups, however, are usually not as safe or as necessary as we have been lead to believe. People clinging to individual countries and religions have created wars (against each other) for millennia. People have fought about their different projections of God — and about their little idealistic groups and separate systems — for eons.

Fortunately, there are those who see beyond mere boundaries and groups and who simply help all others.  This affection and care for all others goes beyond the realm of humans and extends into the beautiful realm of animals and plants.  Some help, with real action, not for mere monetary reward but, instead, because they have real love in their hearts for all (beyond what any herd-mentality dictates).  

Can real intelligence stand alone? Without being a hermit, can one not identify with — or belong to — anything (i.e., to anything that, through limited groups and systems, separates man)? It may be that real and lasting peace may come when we go beyond the limited groups, systems, and images that we — so robotically — identify with. The mind that is seriously and intelligently aware transcends separative borders and, hence, goes beyond conflict.  (This “going beyond borders” goes beyond mere external borders and, additionally, involves transcending internal borders, false separation, and internal mental conflict.)  Such a mind, if it is truly intelligent and pristine, is beyond belonging to separative groups that cause havoc, friction, and indifference in the world.  (Our inner conflicts and separations project out into society as outer conflicts and separations.)  Prudent emptiness (which is freedom beyond being lead) — beyond crude traditions and beyond images of the past — does not need to identify with anything. Humility and real innocence need not clutch at (and identify itself with) something “larger.”  Profound innocence is a vulnerability that does not merely turn to violence (i.e., violent ways) to achieve continuity.

 

 

Group of Aphids (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Group of Aphids (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

 

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Directionlessness

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All of us function, in life, with regard to various motives.  We react in (and “as”) conditioned responses involving these motives.  Each motive gives us a certain direction to move in; we follow these specific directions, based on motives, throughout life (just as we were taught to).  Very few of us have considered directionless.  Very few have inquired into the possibility of perceiving without being constantly influenced by motives or directions.  Each of us has motives and directions that each one clings to and functions from, (even the so-called great scientists).  Often, these motives conflict — with the motives or directions of other people — and friction ensues.  Desire and greed are often involved with the motives that people have (and desire and greed tend to function from — and “as” — the reactions that they are psychologically).  One’s mind, too, can harbor conflicting motives… conflicting directions to pursue or go in.

A very wise mind, however, is involved with a measureless directionlessness.  To observe purely, without tainted motives or covert conditioning influencing what is seen, requires a highly unprejudiced mind that does not merely perceive via fragmentation and limitation.  Looking in a certain direction — which most all of us tend to do — by its very action (or, rather, reaction) precludes other directions and is always limiting and partial.  Even precise scientists are limited — in their own fields and by their own (learned) processes, habits, prejudices, and procedures — and most would likely laugh if one suggested that they consider directionlessness.  However, a truly sagacious mind would perceive the limitation and fragmentation that motives and directions inevitably bring with them; such a wise mind may then go beyond mere motive (and beyond mere direction).

A mind that perceives beyond merely having a “motive” or “psychological direction” must be a very dynamic mind.  To look (at times) beyond mere motive or beyond specific desire takes tremendous intelligence and great purity.  Directionless is not a stagnant state that one mesmerizes oneself in; rather, it is a causeless explosion of awareness without mere motive and without the influence of psychological conditioning.  It truly is an explosion without any cause.  It is a movement without any direction.  Greed and desire have nothing to do with it; greed and desire are of motive; greed and desire always involve a specific direction.

There is a vast difference between a mind that often is of directionlessness and a (common) mind that always functions by way of motive and direction.  Of the two mentioned in the aforementioned sentence, one of the two always (without exception) reacts (via motives and directions set up by limited influences); the other, of the two — though it also often reacts and is choicelessly aware of the reactions — may often go beyond that… such that it exists with (and “as”) motiveless perception (beyond borders).  Only one of the two can ever perceive and understand the whole (instantly, without mere sequential process); the other must be caught in time-bound, sequential parameters that manifest as fragmentation and limitation.

The beauty of real ecstasy occurs only when harmful (i.e., fallacious) ways are finished while true joy blossoms without motive. 

 

 

 

 

Jagged Ambush Bug in Cone Flower (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Jagged Ambush Bug in Cone Flower (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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Blue

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Blue skies

           quick upon a florid day

Sun swell

           in a sea of shine

Still fate

           frozen beyond nowhere bound

End sorrow

           in a jaunty rhyme

See far

           beyond horrid dream

Love lots

           perennial sunbeam

 

 

 

 

Blue Damselfly Sunbathing (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

Blue Damselfly Sunbathing (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2018

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The Passion of Awareness… (and Happy New Year!)

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[Special Note:   Happy New Year everyone!  Though we need to go way beyond “happy” into deep perception, compassion, and environmental awareness (that matters).]

 

The passion of awareness — real awareness, not all of that phony stuff — perceives beyond the known.  The known consists of preconceptions, traditions, and limited patterns of the past.  Profound awareness goes beyond all those things.  It goes beyond the mundane and commonplace.  It is not enmeshed in repetitive, rather mechanized habits that dull the mind and expand sorrow.  (Most people are caught in sorrow and perpetually try to run from it.  Interestingly, they always run from sorrow in a particular direction, and that direction is always limited; then, sorrow remains.)  Awareness is a motiveless inquiry without superficial direction or desire.  Any inquiry with direction is calculated and limited.

Many people have preconceptions about the way things are; with (and “as”) those preconceptions, they look.  What they see, then, will inevitably be limited, predetermined, and partial.  To perceive without conclusions is real humility, real innocence in action (beyond mere reaction).  The constant labeling of things, mentally, is a repetition of memory and the known (which is the past recurring).  All thoughts are symbols that are both fragmentary and limited.  Limitation can never see the whole… but so many cling to their limited preconceptions and fragmentary patterns of thought/thinking… just as they were taught to.  Many remain circumscribed within the limits that were given to them as their foundation.

Recently one saw a science program about artificial intelligence.  In the near future, there will nanorobots (nanobots) — at sizes smaller than the cellular level size — that will enter the brain and connect with the neural pathways.  People then will be composed of minds that are part computer… part machine.  Ray Kurzweil, who works for Google, and other computer experts/entrepreneurs claim it can begin happening very soon; the year 2029 has been pinpointed as a date for when it can really (more fully) take place.  All kinds of beneficial things are allegedly supposed to happen because of this.  However, one questions whether is it taking us to a better place.  Human minds are heavily conditioned and mechanical enough; implanting the brain with machines will only make them more robot-like… more prone toward programming by the powers that be.  Some scientific reports maintain that 50% of the earth’s wildlife has been killed off by humans in the last 40 years.  Immersing ourselves in virtual worlds, which is what computer implants will likely do to us to a significant extent, will not help wake us up to what is alive and precious in the real world.   Additionally, people wishing harm to others will — more easily — access ways to make deadly viruses and nocuous substances.   We need to intelligently put a leash on technology; however, that is unlikely to happen unless more of us wake up; the leash, so far, is on us.  

Awareness, real awareness, is action… not merely secondary reaction.  Very many of us habitually react all day long (like robotic, mechanized, programmed instruments); and they want to implant more mechanicalness, more man-made concoctions into our (already programmed) brains!  

It is only the uncontaminated, pristine, innocent mind that can be entered by the whole, the timeless.  That which is limited, fragmented, sequential, partial, and prejudicial, is not open or unbounded enough to be visited by that miraculous, impersonal intelligence.  

 

 

 

Bee Flight (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Bee Flight (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Humans’ Psychological Walls…

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Everyone seems to exist with many psychological walls.  In the aforementioned sentence, the word “exist” was used and not the word “live.”  One is not sure whether existing with all of the psychological walls (that society had us absorb) is really living.  We… early in life — in grade school and similar places — learned how to incorporate these walls into (and “as”) our consciousness.  As adults, these walls have become heavily imbued into each one of us.  We perceive — without even realizing it — with (and from) these walls of separation.

What do these walls consist of?  They consist of a myriad of things; however, they are essentially ingrained thoughts.  We perceive largely via separation and a wall of division.  Each one takes for granted that the perceiver is separate from the perceived.  Many of us think that humans are somehow separate from the animals.  Many function with separative countries, religions, and traditions, and such people then look  — despite saying that they do otherwise — with division and fragmentation.  We were taught that we are separate individuals.

When a psychological fear takes place, if it is seen via psychological distance, then a manufactured psychological wall exists.  That wall divides the perceiver from the fear.  In actuality, the perceiver is not something separate from the fear.  The fear itself is a protrusion or swelling of consciousness… a consciousness that one is.  If jealousy takes place, the average mind sees it as something that it “has,” not as what it actually is.  “Having” the jealousy — in the mind — puts it at a psychological distance.  A psychological wall, in (and “as”) the mind seems to place the perceiver at a distance from “his jealousy.”   That very wall, which separates something from the jealousy, helps manufacture the image of a separate perceiver.   That may be a waste of energy; the perceiver is not (in reality) something separate from the jealousy.  (This is not to say that a human being is just jealousy; that would be ludicrous; each of us is a unique dynamic).   So, what is rather ludicrous — which, unfortunately, most people do not see — involves looking at what you actually are from a distance (as if it is not actually what you are).  This is really not complicated.  When you look in a mirror, you do not think, “There is a separate image at some distance,” … do you?  Yet, partly because of faulty education, when hatred occurs, most people see it as what they “have” and as what they control from a “center” at a distance.  We extend that inner separation outwardly (into the world, so to speak).   We were taught that each one of us is an individual and that each one of us is separate from all other life forms in the whole world; that may not be true whatsoever.  Manufactured walls, however, make it seem true.  (Transcending the falsehood of separate individuality, by the way, does not negate the beauty of eternity for us whatsoever.)  The world is in real chaos/decline because of accepting many (false) deluding walls as things that are true.

Many people can look at a hurt animal without any empathy.   Such people inevitably look with a callous wall of indifference.  That wall involves space.  It is a very limited, distorted space.  It is a very confined, circumscribed space that “exists,” and one would not immediately jump to call it “living.”  There is, in most of us, a sensed distance between “you” and “what is seen.”  This applies internally (such as involving fear) and externally (such as seeing a creature of nature).  Either way, that sensed distance (too) makes up the consciousness that you are (and so does the image of what is seen); so there really is no wall, especially internally where the fear or hatred is an extension of the mind.  

Though he harms others, even an extremely cruel man — in his isolated, cold existence — usually takes great pains not to harm himself.  However, for such a man, false walls have isolated that so-called self to a very disconnected, limited (fallacious and fictitious) realm.   We need to be more intelligent as a species; we need to go beyond our primitive walls and limited boundaries and stop butchering each other in archaic wars; we need to stop polluting the whole of nature, which we are not segregated from.  We can be truly intelligent and live in the holistic eternal.

 

 

 

Jumping Spider (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Jumping Spider (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

 

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We moved

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We moved and in that moving looked

                     and in that looking many things were seen

and in that seeing labeled things were from the storehouse of memory

We re-cognized from patterns of the past

We saw everything the way we were instructed to see

We looked from (i.e., as) the screen of conditioning

We never looked originally spotlessly wholly 

?Can the yes of awareness be beyond stagnant lies of no

                     as magic beautifully flowers

 

 

 

Depth with superficiality (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Depth with superficiality (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Gold, the Eternal Treasure

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Denzel Epinstein ambled with a very crooked leg

         His perceptions,though,were not jaded and askew

Mary Whitnun power-walked with perfect knees and thighs

         Her subservient perceptions were full of broken fragments and distortion

 

Ed Sedentary was perpetually glued to his television

         Temporary things were seen with separation and phosphorescent isolation

Tina Flow appeared to be alone in the golden meadows of nature

         She wasn’t,however,apart from all of the wondrous and magnificent creatures

 

 

 

Grasshopper on Tugged Sunflower (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Grasshopper on Tugged Sunflower (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Awareness vs. Conditioned Responsiveness…

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It is very difficult for people to fundamentally change.  One realizes, all too well, that whatever is written here, and in my other posts, will likely not have much of a meaningful impact for most who are reading this.  People cling to their traditions, to what they have absorbed in school and to what they swallowed from others in the distant past; they cling to deeply ingrained conditioning, and (though they claim that they are changing) they are unwilling to really drop all of that baggage.  It is unfortunate that most people cannot radically and fundamentally change.

If one merely reads these posts, accepts much of what is written, and builds a bunch of mental constructs out of it… it is not what is truly blossoming whatsoever.   Awareness flowers when there is a flowering beyond mere conditioned responsiveness.  That flowering has nothing to do with effort, agreement, absorption, practice, or dead tradition.  (There, of course, remain to be oodles of religions, armies, and experts who are all too willing to give you more of those essentially unflowering falsities.)

Most people are very good at responding and reacting.  That is what they were trained (i.e., indoctrinated) to do… and it is what they were trained to remain as.  Practicing something to “be” in some state beyond that may be a foolhardy waste of time.  As was written in the “Being and Becoming” posting:  “Being and becoming are essentially the same thing.  Being, as does becoming, reinforces the self, the center, with its dependence on sensations, pleasure, and time.”  

A person can go out in nature and then be a series of mere reactions… seeing everything through a screen of images and mental compilations that one has “absorbed” from previous others in (and “as” the past).  Then, a separate image of self is projected as a learned reaction, as an obtrusion of thought/thinking, and seemingly and pretentiously identifies that with images and with other mental compilations involving nature; it then claims “I am one with nature.”   Unfortunately, however, mere reactions and obtrusions of thought may not be “one” with much of anything.  Seeing with (and from) the past (i.e., from stuffy, old memory and imagery) is existing in (and “as”) the past.

As was written in the “Being and Becoming” posting:  The intelligent mind does not try to be in a state of being, does not try to be what is non-becoming, nor does it try to be in a state of non-being.  Such trying would be a further extension of becoming and would reinforce the self and its dependence upon time.  In (psychologically) not trying to be or not be… the mind may naturally blossom as what is beyond greed, dependence (on others for how to get there), and measurement.

Awareness involves a depth, love, and a total perception that the limited domain of mere reaction cannot fathom.   Such awareness, such love, and perception — though they are not separate things —  go beyond being, beyond becoming, beyond measurement.   Eternity is involved in such awareness.

 

 

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

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

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Without Make and How

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                                                                      Without

                                                              make and how

                                                      this lit

                                                 tlest no

                                            thing

                                      hap

                                 pens

                            be

                            yond

                                 being

                                      be

                                             coming

                                                   is

                                                         was

                                                                and(of course)

                                                                      will be

 

 

 

 

Male Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Male Eastern Tiger Swallowtail (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Many dead from the heart up…

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We exist in a world society that largely operates with a very amoral morality.  It’s a society where ruthless competition is so hammered into people that many do it without question.  It’s a society where it is largely accepted to destroy large parts of nature with chemicals, abuse, polluting fuels, and endless cement.  It is a society where little is said or felt about human population control (as humans, as a species, are taking way more than their fair share quantitatively/environmentally).  It’s a society where separation and division are often encouraged and reinforced.  It’s a society where it’s easy to fit in (and be accepted) if one is indifferent, barbarous, and manipulating.  It’s a society where, for example, one is often accepted and congratulated while one claims to love nature, all the while frequently flying long distances in fossil-fuel (very polluting) aircraft from continent to continent to take pictures of animals and plant life… although they are all are being choked off by pollutants and fumes.  Of course, there are some who are truly sympathetic and good (even in a society that, for the most part, is of corruption and chaos).  Many more are living in tiny houses, recycling, staying local, reproducing less, intentionally using less, using alternative energy, and are truly doing more to make a difference.

To really find out what happens at death, one must, first and foremost, understand life/living.  One isn’t, however, even actually living if one is a cadaverous clone of stale traditions and secondhand (accepted) suppositions.  Most were not encouraged to doubt, to question.  However, intelligent doubting and sensitive questioning may help an individual bloom beyond rigid, rigor mortis states.  Many end up being buried six feet down even though they were never fully alive in the first place, unfortunately.  To go through life merely reacting (from what was poured into one) may not be real living whatsoever.  Too many assume that they are actually alive.  It may be that if genuine enlightenment would ever happen to you, as a visitation by that sacred immeasurability, you would definitely realize that we truly live in the land of the dead.  Do not ever merely accept what i say or write.  Find out for yourself.  Please do not be like dead clay.

 

 

 

Buckeye Butterfly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Buckeye Butterfly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Mr. No-One and the Universe

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Squeak and Meek each went to take a peek

   and what they saw was delectably ever so sleek

It buttery flowed meltedly through slippery slopes

   and was spattered in sections beyond blind people’s hopes

 

Roly and Poly barrelled into town

   they joined the loud circus and smiley jolly clown

They circled around the rainbowed ice cream shop

   and drove to the intersection then came to a stop

 

Itchy and Stichy yelled into a huge microphone

   and no one heard them since no one was home

And the tree in the forest down with a loud crashing sound

   while the universe sure heard it because the universe was around

 

Skipper and Scatter burst onto the scene

   to become part of this skinny poem and the pickings are lean

What do you expect at this hungry time of day

   like some scrumptious corn on the cob in a splendid flowery kind of way?

 

 

 

Silver-spotted Skipper (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Silver-spotted Skipper (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Regarding the Current Abominable, Psychologically Sick, Trump – U.S. White House Administration

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Wilting Environment Unless We Change (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Wilting Environment Unless We Change (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Surrounded by the crap of others…

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We sat at the crossroads between two whys

and because came by and told us we couldn’t

We did anyway

and with great joy ran

And although there wasn’t anything where we were not

we unfolded outside in

to again when returning becomes begin

 

We mulled beyond the lackluster masses

past a jangled jeer of mediocrity

Literally we so deeply immersed in always

even though surrounded by cold clevers 

all permanently flushed by a potty-bowl of transient hows

 

 

Canada Goose Gosling (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Canada Goose Gosling (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Spiritual and Philosophical Inquiry

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As we have stated before, one must (in deep spiritual/philosophical inquiry) stand alone; one must go beyond seeking direction or blueprints from others (i.e., from supposed “experts.”)  We are used to taking direction and following direction from others; it is our habit.  We are obstinate in our deep dependence in regard to seeking and following direction.  We have followed religious and political direction for eons and we remain lost and in disarray (fitting well into this immoral society).  Inquiry beyond the direction and guidance of another requires that the mind stand alone.

Not following or seeking direction involves a directionlessness that most people are not used to or comfortable with.  We have associated directionlessness with confusion; we see it as a jumble that is without an intelligent goal.  However, there is an ineffable, intelligent directionlessness that is not a product of others.  This directionlessness may be a real key to unlocking and perceiving the whole.

When one looks for the whole in a certain direction, it is not there.  In quantum mechanics, if an electron isn’t measured it exists in many states (or places at once); once it is measured, it is in a limited state in a limited way.  We want to understand the whole by following direction from others… which is a form of measurement; it may essentially be an erroneous process.  

Psychologically, we each think that a central “I” or “me” provides necessary direction as to correct behavior.  Yet such a center — being nothing more than a learned image — is a fallacy that does not exist.  Split brain surgery, severing the corpus callosum, substantiates this.  Holistic awareness, without dependence on a fictional center (or absorbed outside authority), may be what functions far more accurately and healthfully, without the ruse of a (false) directing controller.  Even those who purport to “transcend” or go beyond the ego are (for the most part) just like everyone else; they constantly use images of “I” or “me” in a learned, automatic, passive-associative process.  They constantly operate from what seems to be a central “I” or controller, whereas deep awareness would see this as a lot of inherited, automatic-associative processes.  Going beyond this psychological ruse is nothing to be feared; going beyond any fallacious, illusory process need not involve fear.

Holistic perception beyond the false exists as true health, harmony, and bliss; eternity is one with it.  Is there a manufactured method to get there? No! However, there are innumerable charlatans who are all too willing to tell you or sell you the way.  They tell you how to pray, how to chant mantras, how to concentrate on your breathing, how to behave… with their stale methodologies; and many people, being very gullible, easily follow their directions, edicts, and stale blueprints.

 

Stability (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Stability (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Inquiry into the Sacred…

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Today, unfortunately, if you talk about the sacred, people look at you as if you are completely off the beam.   We, as a society, have shelved spirituality into the potty toilet area.  If you are different from “mostpeople,” if you are truly interested in finding out if there is anything really sacred, what will your first step be?  If it is to merely look within the parameters of the particular edicts and beliefs of the organized religion that you happen to have been brought up to accept, then that “looking” will be dictated — like an old, worn out, secondhand pair of pants — by what others want you to believe is the truth (which may not, at all, be the truth).  There are so very many different religions (and sects), each with their own versions and beliefs as to what constitutes the truth. 

If you look for a great philosopher, a wise man, a guru, a special kind of Zen monk, priest, or authority to lead you to the truth, your choice (of that person) is based upon supposition and confusion.  If you were not confused, you would not need to pick someone else in the first place; enlightenment, and its absolute and concomitant certainty would already be a part of you.  Out of your confusion and lack of having been enlightened, you choose another to guide you; that very choice (of that other person) may be — since it does not come from absolute, clear certainty — erroneous and very foolish.   Even Hitler “felt right” to a lot of people.   (A lot of people quote others and say things, concerning what they are sure is “truth,” and, it may be — as far as the rare individual, who was truly enlightened and visited by that profundity, is concerned — that what they say is often very erroneous and unfortunate.)

So what is one to do?  If one is not very passionate about this… if it is merely some minor inquiry, then (of course) not much will happen; it will just be some rather trivial pattern on the marginal side of a large group of concerns.  If one is not very passionate about this, one will merely remain as “mostpeople,” who all get wrapped up in the details and only seldom (or never) care about looking into the whole.  They have children, they have money, they have impressive homes and automobiles, but they do not have any deep understanding of the whole; (nor do they really care to.)  So then, essentially, they are in (and exist “as”) sorrow; because a mind without that profundity is, by absolute and natural law, a sorrowful mind… an empty shell.

So what is one to do?  Obviously, the mind that deeply inquires into this must first examine the mechanism that is doing the looking.  If the mechanism of the mind is distorted (and not clear) then, obviously, what it sees will be tainted, perverted, contaminated and not true.  So the mind must understand itself.  It must understand itself as it actually is (in life and in relationship) and not according to the opinions and beliefs of another.  If the mind merely analyzes itself according to set and held patterns that it has absorbed from others, it is looking with (and “as”) others’ patterns, which may not be looking with an untainted, uncontaminated background whatsoever.   Unfortunately, many of us depend upon others for instructions, for patterns.  This inquiry, however, if it is to be pristine and honest, may demand that one stand alone.   That means not depending on anyone.   Most of us have no clue as to what it means to truly stand alone.  

 

Inquiring Wild Canada Gosling (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Inquiring Wild Canada Gosling (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Awake

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That everywhere is awakingly here

           is ouryourheshemy joy and compassion

           until we

take

        that

               first 

                      step

(which is also quite the

                               last)

           in sequential perpetuity

(at which point some will wonder 

why God doesn’t intervene or

show us the answers)…

We had them all along,you see

           but eyes were kept perpetually closed

just as everyone else’s were

           since we’re a facsimile of them

           and they’re a facsimile of us

           and everything conceived is

            second-hand and artificial

And there are dreams while we sleep

           though most are never really awake

 

 

Baby Katydid on Day-lily (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Baby Katydid on Day-lily (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Enmeshed in the chaos of the world…

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At the precise moment that desire takes place, instead of merely running after some goal — like myriads of people do — deeply perceive/examine the desire.  You cannot examine it very well unless it is examined very closely.  How closely must it be examined?  More closely than most would think!  Desire cannot be deeply perceived if it is just another reaction (that some image of self supposedly thinks it “has”) which causes one to chase after something in a certain direction.  Most people think that desire is something that they “have”; they do not see desire (at the precise moment that it happens) as something that they actually are.  If desires are suppressed… it involves parts of the mind trying to suppress other parts of the mind, which is, of course, internal conflict.   If desires are cherished and considered worthwhile… it involves parts of the mind being in agreement and recognizing some kind of value in other parts of the mind.  Additionally, in our very complex minds, there are a series of reactions going on that involve a mixture of suppression and, concomitantly, the cherishing of desires, which oftentimes results in internal conflict and friction.  Our minds are a hodgepodge of these conflicting internal reactions and we feel that we need to keep such things under control, psychologically.  We, in reality, are all these things (occurring internally) and there is no separate “controller” (apart from them) whatsoever.  It is separation and conflict that keeps us from being in right relationship with desires; separation and conflict occur in large degrees when there is little understanding; it is separation and conflict when opposing desires and images are in friction with each other.  A mind of real integrity is not a mere slave to desire; this world is overpopulated and has run amok, largely due little understanding and superfluous desire. 

A mind that perceives all this (deeply) does not turn into something that ends up “out of control.”  On the contrary, a relatively shallow mind that assumes that it is in control, that assumes (as it was crudely taught) that it is something separate from its desires, fears, and internal friction… is, whether it admits to it or not, enmeshed in fanciful and illusory separation and conflict.  That illusory separation and conflict — which it has copied from others and has absorbed secondhand — constitute something that is bound to project out into society as disorder (in one form or another).  Wise internal (psychological) perception — that is deep — sees (and “is”) correct relationship; that correct relationship will not have (and “be”) a lot fabricated, idiotic conflict (endorsed by a foolish society’s modus operandi).  A wise mind, at the precise moment of desire, does not perceive desire as something separate from what it actually is.  In such a mind there is no separate controller who is going to “do something” about the desire; however, that intelligent perception of desire, not being separate, likely unfolds into further intelligent perception, which — unlike with many people — will not occur as conflict and false separative ideations.  Such perception is orderly, deep, and not chock full of the chaos that misperceptions manifest as.  That order acts beautifully.

So many of us run from our fabricated fears, never fully realizing that we actually are those fears.  So many of us engage in (and “as”) conflict internally and then waste energy in so very many aspects of life and relationship (because we are habitually used to wasting energy in conflict internally, psychologically); what we are on the inside, we project to the outside.  Look at society now as it currently is worldwide.  Is it full of endless beautiful order and harmony?  Or is it full of chaos, ruthless competition, territorial conflict, and much disharmony?  Does it almost entirely involve minds that think that they are something separate from their fears, desires,  and boredom… as well as thinking that they are each separate from others?

 

Crammed to the max! (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Crammed to the max! (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Let all the cadavers lie

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Let all the cadavers lie

         where they remain buried in lies

Let fears turn into one beautiful winged insect

         and let wisdom turn to joy

Let whispers turn into songs

         where singing breathes as freedom

Let wise questions become insightful answers

         let ends become beginnings

Let here be where compassion helps

         while indifference goes to grass

Let the earth’s winds increase exponentially

         as nature’s rage to pollution and carelessness

Let all the hateful hurt turn to kindness

         as sweetly flowers smile

Let descending mutate to ascending

         rendering death nonexistent for forever

Let the future be now

         where the past will happen

 

 

From Fear to Damselfly (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

From Fear to Damselfly (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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Take a Gander (They’re your children — and responsibility — too)…

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The other day

           the shoreline went for a walk

It saw dogs walking their people

           and it saw goslings swimming with joy

 

Laughing kites were what it saw

           and blankets on grass eating strawberries

And(i’ll tell yew the leastlittlest of secrets)

           we aren’t really separate from what we experience

 

After a while,the trees and shoreline sat 

            on a wooden bench to rest

Eyelids shut themselves and there(for a while or forever)

           was(beautifully too)no

           thing

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[Note:  If we ruin the environment and casually let callous, pigheaded politicians ruin our environment… (while doing nothing about it), we will be forever etched in time as the cadaverous indifferent… and we will be the malignant enemies of all life.  Period.]

Strolling with the kids (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Strolling with the kids (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

 

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Beyond all the so-called experts…

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Profound mindfulness, deep awareness, and real meditation are not three separate things.  They are all one in the same.  Unlike what many so-called experts may tell you — including people who call themselves gurus, zen monks, priests, or spiritual guides — one doesn’t need to concentrate on a fixed point, on one’s breathing in and out, on a mantra, a prayer, or on anything else in order to be really mindful or deeply aware.  Actually, doing the aforementioned things — to get something out of them — usually makes the mind duller and more mesmerized.   As in hypnosis, concentration (purposefully done) tends to limit the mind to fixed points; concentration is an exclusionary process.  Concentration and similar forms of effort all cause the mind to focus on details and to engage in a concocted plan (or plans) in order to get some kind of result.  Profound awareness, however, is not exclusionary; it goes beyond mere details and is never the mere result of some blueprint or mentally formulated plan.  

One can practice methods by so-called experts ad infinitum; one can concentrate on one’s breathing, one can concentrate on a repeated mantra or on a so-called special prayer, (or on any other image or set of images that the mind focuses on).  These limited means — manufactured and provided by others — will never bring about true, pristine, and real enlightenment.  One might get some relaxation or some feelings that the mind construes as being “invigorating” from them… but these things will never be real and profound enlightenment.  A stale, limited means, psychologically, never leads to an unlimited, vast end.  Profound awareness is not something that you can rotely learn from any book, any blog, any guru, any zen monk, any priest or any authority (including your own so-called central, inner authority).   Real awareness (which may flower into true enlightenment) is never exclusionary and is never the result of some rote practice or structured technique.  Effortless, non-separative observing without all of the preprogrammed conditioning — simply put — is not merely the result of more preprogrammed methods, procedures, or images put forth by yourself from what others have provided.  Therefore, methods that so-called experts give to you, sell to you, or entice you with, are absolutely out.  What they offer is not cogent, not viable, if you have significant awareness.  And if you don’t have significant awareness you’ll be more than willing to play their games, give them money, adhere to their plans, worship their idols, or travel across the globe to be with them.  If you want to be second-hand, then, by all means, follow their methods; however, one thing is for sure: second-hand never comes upon real enlightenment.

It takes no time for the wise mind to be empty of all of their methods, blueprints, schemes, and concoctions.  Methods and techniques take time; however, not being conditioned by them takes no time whatsoever.  Methods and procedures have nothing to do with pristine, non-manufactured awareness; and without methods and procedures, time is not a factor, time is not operating as it does for most people.  I will not give you methods to practice… or plans to rigidly follow.  We think that someone needs to show us the way, the path; we feel that there is security in that “showing.” However, real insight, real profundity functions in a motiveless, directionless, unplanned way… which is not at all to say that it is haphazard and chaotic.  Most of us are perpetually relying on the methods, systems, images, and constructs of others; then we think we need further methods and systems to go beyond all this, which is absurd.  The very way that most of us observe things via separation (from a so-called center) is the result of stale methodologies learned from others.  There is no path that leads to the pathless.  There are no procedures — that take time — that lead to the timeless.  

 

 

Our Neighbor (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Our Neighbor (2) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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That’d be not ignoring the health of the environment…

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These isn’ts and aren’ts

           care not beyond what they were taught

which(by the way)wasn’t worth mentioning

 

These can’ts and nevers

           trapped in sorrow’s mustn’ts and measures

never really move(though free they think they are)

 

When’ll “wouldn’t have a clue” ever transcend

           shouldn’t’s dominance?

Mightn’t hasn’t’s pain 

           be why’s responsibility?

 

Where’ll we be when we transcend mankind’s empty should’ves

            to,instead,keep nature’s ’tisn’ts always from happening?

 

 

Great Blue Heron (1) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Great Blue Heron standing on one leg. Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

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All Hail the Queen!

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She’s the most regal queen 

         that ever walked the earth

She servants in the hundreds has

         who depend on her for birth

 

Royal jelly fed to her 

         for a weighty amount of time

formed her different from the rest

         and kept her in her prime

 

Bees are Nature’s gift to flowers

         and to blossoming trees

Without them not as much beauty

         dancing in the breeze

 

If their kingdom you would love 

         to honor and reverently bless

consume more organics and in your monarchical yard

         spray chemicals much less

 

 

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[The larger bee — in the center of the top photo, with the gold marking placed on its back — is the Queen.  In the bottom photo, young bee larva can be seen in the comb (that the worker bees have been feeding).  Many thanks to Chad McGinnis for allowing me to photograph; Chad is the beekeeper of these fine bees.]

Queen bee and worker bees (bees of Chad McGinnis) Photo by Thomas Peace c. 2017

Bee Larva and Bees. 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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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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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