what a challenging occupation
this infinite being presides over our frustrated creativity
i see women dreaming like symphonies
serendipitous discoveries
individual recoveries from addiction to imprisonment
symbols surround our mountains
and draw us down from the ethers into present day realities
i choose to face the fire of the architect directly
stardust collects on your shelves and altars
stall as long as you wish
for procrastination can not touch this
who found infinity first
to brag about it would be laughable
i question our obsession with thoughts
why we validate some and consider others repulsive
can there be value in individual concepts or only in conglomerations
chains of misnomers
all skandas are fundamentally empty
including form, feelings,
perceptions, formations and consciousness
earth water fire air ether
manifesting maya
a satire or a tragedy
with a sprinkle of ire or is it irony
i canʼt recall since i had that fall
my memory has been slipping
but truly today my brain is working perfectly
it feels brand new and polished like an old table
what a refreshing feeling
that existence is cheering for you
pushing you forward
towards your destiny
all you have to do is let go
and accept support and love
its all naturally wonderful
and yet we wonder about our value
if we are not struggling we forget to give thanks
if we are not puzzled we forget that we are amazing
staying put long enough to get organized
helps if you want to remove the clutter from your mind
yet traveling can help you to broaden your horizons
oh and by the way
i may have forgot to mention
that i signed you up for the total package