2009Dec5 at 1249 (Conversations in my Head, Heart's Land, Personal Life, Poetry, Thinkables)
Tags: artistic, concrete, connection, crash, criteria, drawn, experience, frames, image, imagination, imagine, light, memo, object, return to dust, schema, sight, sign, simple, situation, specific, story, truth, unique, view
Drop the frames
Remove the schema
Let them crash
And return to dust
Take each experience
Let it be as it is
Connect to it uniquely
However that is for you
Sign the memo
With something specific
With something artistic
True to your view, and the situation
Draw an image for yourself
Imagine a simple thing
That from its concreteness
The full story can be drawn
Put that object away
In a specific place
With similar criteria
Put it somewhere well-lit
So that you can see your imagination in detail.
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2009Nov1 at 1108 (Heart Thoughts, Personal Life, Statements, Thinkables)
Tags: action, awareness, bad, communication, comprehension, do, ecouraging, good, life, presentation, questions, right, schema, students, Teacher, thought, words, wrong
As a “teacher” (or a person in general): ask questions that makes “students” more aware of what they think, do & say and how they respond to others thoughts, actions & words by encouraging them to communicate/comprehend their own schema with one another (rather than present to them any one schema as “right” or “wrong” and/or “good” or “bad”).
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2009Nov1 at 1154 (Thinkables)
Tags: accuracy, action, ambiguous, articulation, belief, discovered, doubt, experience, explanation, extension, future, growth, hope, imagination, indefinite, inherent, language, life, past, reality, recursive, truth
[A general question sent to the student population at my university. I answered conceptually of course]
From my experience, hope is discovered and grown; not inherent, in life.
It is something that one imagines, even if ambiguous or indefinite, and something that one believes, even if doubtfully, as a possible reality. It generally looks to the future, sometimes recursively as well, for an explanation of something in the past.
This hope grows stronger through language, an accurate articulation of its truth, and action, extended from oneself to move toward that imagined and believed reality.
I believe the most balanced and sensible hope is discovered in and grown from relationships.
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2009Oct31 at 1016 (Conversations in my Head, Personal Life, Statements, Thinkables)
Tags: ability, circumstances, control, decision, emotionally, enjoy, environment, expansion, expectations, fulfillment, function, knowledge, limitation, made for myself, mentally, people, physically, potential, power, requirements, response, spiritually, structuring, understanding, world
I musn’t have the expectation to control or over-power the environment, circumstances or people around me. I must require control of and power over myself; physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, etc. There may be more and more accurate structuring of these, but to know and understand their function, potential, limitation, and the like, will expand my ability to fulfill and enjoy this requirement.
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2009Apr17 at 0409 (Heart Thoughts, Personal Life, Statements, Thinkables)
Tags: always, anger, assumption, belief, contentment, death, doubt, facts, fail, fear, happiness, indefinitely, judgment, life, preparation, relationship, response, seek, smile, statistics, today, tomorrow, truth
How do we respond to such cold comments?
“You two are in the ’sparkles’ stage–so happy and content, in six months, it will die.”
What do they mean by saying it? They recognize that we are happy and content, but then do they assume we always have been? And that we believe we always will be?
Honestly, their statistics and irrelevant doubt enrage me. I spout out streams of sarcastic wit, judging the conditions of their own relationships as apparently poor and “dead” in themselves.
Nevertheless, we cannot say indefinitely and we cannot judge at all. So, we’ll smile in their general direction and file away these “facts.” We’ll live in today and prepare for tomorrow and seek for the truth, in where we are at.
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2009Mar22 at 0301 (Community, Gatherings, Personal Life, Poetry, Thinkables)
Tags: ambition, anger, arms, belief, belligerent, best, care, change, conclusion, confidence, darkness, death, expectations, force, forget, God, growth, heart, help, influence, jealousy, judgment, knowledge, language, leadership, love, meanings, peace, power, pretend, relate, seek, separation, should, silence, submission, talk, Teacher, terrified, The Cause, together, truth, understanding, walk, want, why?, words, world
I get angry when I’m not a part of making the conclusion,
When its given to me
Pasted on
And expected that I will comply
But why?
Do I know them?
Do I care?
I just look at them and stare
Good for you
What you say is true
But don’t flounder it like its your cause
Don’t force me join you
When you don’t know me
When you forget my name
When you…
Why am I so angry?
Why am I so belligerent?
They push beyond what’s given them
To a world beyond
To a world that doesn’t understand them
To a world that speaks another tongue
And I understand them
But I choose not to submit
Who am I to judge what God has given?
Who am I to draw the lines?
They pretend power
They just want to help.
Who am I to believe I know?
Who am I to judge?
So go along with the flow
It’s good, it’s good
You really, truly should
We all want the best
The best for all
So we spread our influence
Our knowledge of what is best for all.
None of us can lead.
Except to death and darkness below
Unless we walk together
Side by side
Each one’s influence ends at the reach of their arms
And only the truth can take it further (through the arms of another, and another, and another)
Live in peace
Destroy ambitions and jealousies,
Seek truth with those around you
Relate to truth through the voices of your neighbors and friends
Move slowly and only in confidence and peace
Understand the meanings of silence
The words of the heart–the words that our own attempt to relate–
I speak these to myself
I can’t press on anyone else
God teach us to walk, to talk and to love in both
I am so terrified of the world around me
How can they care when they do not know
The good hearts that believe they know
That seek to influence, to change, to grow
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2009Feb24 at 0230 (Community, Conversations in my Head, Gatherings, Heart Thoughts, Personal Life, Poetry, Thinkables)
Tags: arms, battles, bind, blind, blood, called, ceiling, chaos, claim, clean, command, damp, darkness, desire, die, dirty, distinguish, domination, doom, dry, evil, face, feelings, fighting, flatter, flesh, floor, food, free, freedom, gavel, God, hands, hear, heart, hell, hold, honest, humiliation, ignorance, judgment, kitchen, lies, lives, Lord?, man, master, matter, name, one another, others, pan, passion, past, peace, pitiful, plea, please, pleasure, point, pot, pressure, pride, prize, race, reach, refuse, relate, relationship, rest, return, save, sea, shame, sight, sky, sounds, speak, sweat, terrified, thought, throat, truth, understanding, validate, wait, walls, waste, weight, what?, where?, why?, willingness, win, words, yell
Chaos swirling rapidly around
So many lives, so many sounds
The kitchen’s dirty, dark and damp
The master’s calling for food
But I can’t see.
I could.
I used to distinguish from pot and pan;
The dirty and clean;
The ceiling and floor.
But not any more.
Now I feel,
I feel for real.
I see there are so many lies.
Now I see,
I see the sea.
And my hands reach up for the skies.
Freedom, freedom calls my name
The truth will set you free.
Bind the evil,
Kick it out!
And then please hear my plea
And then please speak with me.
- – - – - – - – - – - – - – - – - -
Peace, peace, peace, be still
The words come from a dry, croaking throat
Evil has won
But your saving us, son
Live in hell so that we may die
In our pitiful, passionate pleasures
I’m fighting, yes! But what for?!
I’m living, yes! But what for?!
But what for?! But. What. For?!
And why?
…It doesn’t matter now, it seems
The passing has already come
I’m truly flattered now, it seems
…no!
I refuse.
I will not hold up your face any more
I will not validate your lies.
You are just a man like me…
- – - – - – - – - – - – - – - -
I have been humiliated
Entirely so
And yes, I feel it too,
The pressure to race, to win, to hold
From others as well as my own.
But when: to rest, to wait, to hold
One another instead of a prize,
In honest, willing thoughtfulness
Not dominant, prurient pride.
Where is the peace, my Lord?
Where is the desire to understand?
Where is the ignorance slight,
And thoughtfulness true?
Where are the battles finally won?
In your arms I’ll rest, my Lord
But to return to the darkness?
Truly Lord, what lies in the wastes?
The flesh and blood, claimed by One
Who dooms to ignorant fate.
And the hearts of some, claimed by One
Who choose to wait and relate.
Still, the darkness weighs heavily
The master’s voice yells again
But only so long as to give commands
And next the judge comes in.
The master points,
I feel ashamed
Then terrified as the gavel is raised
Over his head,
It weighs so much
He sweats but his eyes are blind
Then he lets it fall onto my chest
And my doomed life spatters
Over them and the walls
And finally, I am at rest.
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