CHANGES
” life can be so sketchy.” then your brain bleeds and your people weep, what to do?
BLACK CRY…
BLACK BABY, WHITE BABY, THEY CRY…… Do you know who I am when I cry? Can you tell the color of my skin by the sound of my tears? Does my past tumble forward into my present formation. Now you see me and are afraid to hold me for you do not understand my tears. I scare you with my ancient scars; but I am a baby, a black baby crying. Feed me, pick me up, change and comfort me….
MAD MAX FURY ROAD AND ME.
MAXIMUM MADNESS Very recently I had a late night after a very trying day. Being at home is not always a nice place to be. Sure you have all your creature comforts but there are also those you call relatives and there are domestic situations and there are sometimes care-giving situations, and you are the care-giver. Under the care-giving banner on this occasion, my anxieties piled up to vex my spirit so badly that I found myself at 1am wide…
Looking Back and Forth, and Tempted to Say, “Is This All There Is?”.
MY FRIEND CAME OVER AND HE LET ME SPEAK WHILE I COOKED FOR HIM. I am speaking freely today, but in society that isn’t really allowed, at least from what I’ve noticed, one has to be politically correct. Today, I am refusing to walk along that road. No more, I am tired of toeing the line and stifling my thoughts. These are not new thoughts or ideas. The song of the world has been played a million times over…
Channeling your inner Buddha.
Taken from the Zen Peace Center. Student: Our whole practice is about unconditional love, how “Everything is the Buddha,” and how all of life is acceptable to Life, yes? Teacher: Well, unconditional love is what we practice. Student: So if nothing is outside of Life, would it be fair to say that egocentric karmic conditioning/self-hate is also Life? To transcend all dualities, all separation, wouldn’t we have to accept the voices as part of Life? Teacher: It’s my favorite question…