Controlling things
Destroys their true nature.
The controllers
Befuddle themselves.
Controlling people
Erases their true nature.
The controllers
Pervert their own being.
Assumed individuals
Wear many layers:
Self-applied,
Other-applied,
Unnatural.
Frantic Motionless (Poem)
Sitting and doing nothing,
A trillion chemical reactions,
Feverish action engulfed by calm.
Resting in exponential chaos,
Why pay attention
To lumbering thought paths,
Branches of self torture?
Holographic Speculations (Poem)
What does the simulating?
Are rules etched
Upon reflective substrate?
Are collectives of
Being-fields at play?
Where do hive minds reside?
Death may unveil
Our return to the implicative.
A Bohmian origin?
Environmental Reflection (Poem)
We observe while It emerges,
Experiences unfold together.
The myriad beheld define us.
Ecosystem perceives us into being.
Surroundings flow along.
Let the passed be gone.
The next approaches!
Unseen Guidance (Poem)
Nature shapes
Micro to macro structures.
It conjures the scaffolding,
Though it is formless.
Powers beneath govern,
Invisible, yet modeling.
Released and Silent (Poem)
For a self dropped,
What remains?
Relaxed awareness,
Neither imploding
Nor exploding
Inner loudness rescinds.
Quiet mind is no mind.
A silent me leaves a “wee”!
Utter opening without boundary