Perhaps mankind is doomed,
perhaps we can never heal all we’ve wounded.
That is not how I feel.
I feel so capable in this human body.
Everything is so clear really, with all this capacity for awareness,
these hands, this heart, this witness behind the curtain,
at least when I stop foiling my own potential with imaginary drama.
Maybe it’s not the human that has to be doomed.
Maybe its the imaginary drama that must be doomed,
BUT …consciousness too, like matter(which in essence IS consciousness)
cannot be created or destroyed.
So I must sculpt all this imaginary drama
In the thick of IT, SCULPT IT
Into something I can relate better towards,
I is accepted as short form for Infinite.
imaginary drama, into realized dharma
there is no end, so never give up,
or face the same thing again and again and again and again.
it’s not so much what we do but that we approach like zen,
masters as things speed up faster and faster,
buddha says chaos is inherent in all compounded things,
so I say, lets remember to respect ALL the gifts that ALL our reflections bring
chaos my friend, lets sit together, lets work it out,
accept it as a work in progress,
however we decide,
we decide together.
so lets acknowledge that,
we are responsible CO-creators,
in one CO-creating game,
quite plainly one in the same.