Sunday, March 1, 2009

Admissions of Foolishness

After many decades on this earth you would think I would know my own desires. With thoughts of meaning and worth bubbling through my electrified nerve highways I missed the point. I created "nice" or "splendid". A simple miscalculation yet when applied to fragile new growth, devastating.












I have yet to bring in the couch of sympathy off the porch of my ego. More foolishness embedded in previous foolishness. What matters is the clock is ticking and I am spending time the way I prefer.
Buried deep beneath everyone's exotic plumage are hidden desires that wield a particularly deliberate force. "To send light into the darkness of men's hearts..." Schumann.












This is a divine manifestation.
Like a mandatory lunch under the bodhi tree.

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