09 June 2014

One Hundred and Eighty-Five


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There is obviously too much knowledge for any one to experience.
At some point, the accumulation process reverses,
And letting go becomes the default.

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You will play out your dream as you are most inclined.
It will seem like free will at the time,
And fate looking back.

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Blah, blah … blah, blah … blah, blah, blah.
You blah your blah; I blah my blah.
Everyone, blah-blahing.

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Muddy water, muddy fish.

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And the answer is …

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One and none all the while.

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When did you first learn to fear?

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How still can you be, for how long?
The monkey-mind, in its monkey body,
Is incorrigibly perseverant, to say the least.

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Indecision only musters inevitable consequences.

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Identification with the body has created all this silliness.
No doubt that it is a good idea to take reasonable care of it,
Elsewise, it will cause you no end of distraction of a lesser kind.

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The theater calls you to center stage in an infinity of ways.
We are all just kaleidoscoping mirages of imagination,
Bouncing off each other in every conceivable way.