Whats not here
I start out on this road, call it
love or emptiness. I only know what's
not here; resentment seeds, back-
scratching greed, worrying about out-
come, fear of people. When a bird gets
free it doesn't go back for remnants
left on the bottom of the cage! Close
by, I'm rain. Far off, a cloud of fire.
I seem restless, but I am deeply at ease.
Branches tremble; the roots are still.
I am a universe in a handful of dirt,
whole when totally demolished. Talk
about choices does not apply to me.
While intelligence considers options,
I am somewhere lost in the wind.
Rumi
Thanks mom, I love you.
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 18, 2010
Emoto Masaharu
Is everything in the universe just comprised of waves? Is consciousness a prism or lens? Can we really transmit with and without intent? Is this why everything in Japan is cute? Why doesn't the scientist have a face at the beginning of the video? Can we be safe to assume that negative thoughts and actions are harmful and wasteful?
Gosh, I love being filled with questions.
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