Poems and Thoughts on Wisdom

Blessing,

The following come from my yoga meditation/ritual i did tonight on Wisdom:

I want to stop being a charlatan ?
How do I do that?

Every moment counts ?
even just a little bit.

When you no longer see the path before you
because it is all around you
That is THE WAY
THE TRUTH
THE LIGHT


Getting caught up mentally
emotionally
physically
energetically
etc.

These R the moments
this is authentic/real.
This is where the action is -
where the work begins?


I just feel
O so slightly unreal

There’s just a few areas left
a few places of imbalance
friction
corruption
leakage.

Why is that?

Dissonance (beliefs, thoughts, concepts, ideas, etc.)
Conflict (desires, attachments, fears, etc.)
Uncertainty (what’s next? What’s real? What’s the point)
Doubt (who the fuck am i?


Thank U
4 this life
This moment
This experience
This space
From which I come 2 B

AMEN
AM-IN


Wisdom comes not in separating
closing
disguising
distorting
and so forth

Wisdom is not that which finds things worthless
useless
pointless
etc.

It is that which brings all together
finding value even in a speck of sand @ the bottom of the ocean


You forget
Always forget
The moment
The point:
How many specks of sand R U?


Until you can unhook yourself
Wisdom will always be your silent companion
present @ times
but never fully realized


The best things about working with patience or any practice for that matter
are those times when they are tested
for those are the precious moments of opportunity
To PRACTICE!


What about those dreary times in life
those autopilot moments
those days of waiting
those half-awake years gone bye ?
What about them?

What R those
to this ever present moment ? this ?. Beyond the Sea


It’s not easy ?
anyone that says otherwise is trying to sale us something
or wanting us to join them?


I just want to feel authentic:
Then do the fuckin’ work!


Wisdom is applying knowledge to
deepen
expand
uplift
encourage
enlighten
et certa?


I am really scared of being nothing: no-thing important, of no value, pointless.

Why?

Well, I really do not know?

Even if this life was pointless, if there was no later, no tomorrow, no meaning -
that really doesn’t change the fact that right now is precious
anything more than that is just fuckin’ awesome!

I know,feel all
but I don’t care
why?
light of my soul is afraid
I was murdered many times over

Protection is there always
why?
something saves me over and over again
knows something I don’t
perhaps
one day
will know
Thank you to my Teacher