ME..
Hey You...I am sitting over here and notice you "seeing" me. Thank You. It is a gift just to know. It is not my intent to draw attention...it is simply my pleasure to participate in the atmosphere because it is the atmosphere itself...the way we lend to it and take that little bit that makes a World worth living. I could draw all the attentions, I could incite the sparks to fly about myself but, if I did so, I would only make something impermanent and in proximity to myself. Such is invariably and only a cloistered experience in space. The beauty of what I can experience in joy can only be a part of something larger in absolute truth. In that way, yes, I am self interested. I am interested in a world and atmosphere that allows each and every soul to sing because when they do...I can sing with it in harmony and make something larger. It's not about me and what I can create in opportunity. I have already envisioned a world where barriers are no more. I have already released the barriers within myself...I am open. It is about others finding that space and experiencing that joy. If they are centered in their self, they cannot imagine it yet. I must make myself a "no-thing" in order for them to come to it.
A person cannot be "everything". To do so is to become corrupted by it. To be everything is to be consumed by it because to be everything demands that one constantly pursue ...infinitely.... something that cannot be sate. I am not weak that way. Yet, if I am nothing, I CAN wield Everything because I have no bounds or demands other than to be filled with what comes my way in the moment of experience and...treat it as a gift.
Sometimes, I waffle in my mind. I am still a mad impetuous young man. I am also solid in the experience of the ages. That is NOT age, that is simply experience. The former is not a want to live days gone by, it is simply the fire that still smolders within me that still wishes to dance in the wind...when the wind comes to me. I have never lost that youthful desire, I have simply learned to make the most of it as I have learned in the ages. So when that fire is fanned by the dancing wind, I wish to dance with it but, I cannot fan it for myself because, only a wind that bends and twists itself in its own art and fluid geometry of it's dance to my fire is able to without being burned...If I call upon my own winds to fan it, you would be burned for you may not have the intuition of me and my fire.
So to you I say....dance. Dance for me. Dance as my slave girl. Do not see me as shy...see me as aligned....see me as having thought through all of this and arrived at it in wisdom. I know your need to be led and I shall not disappoint. What you do not understand is that, if you awaken my smoldering fires to flame, there becomes a new dynamic between us. The flames themselves, the heat...the energy of that will cause your dance to lift higher and accelerate its motion...you Will twist and topple in it ...delightfully....and your dance and my fire shall take on a life of their own.
A person cannot be "everything". To do so is to become corrupted by it. To be everything is to be consumed by it because to be everything demands that one constantly pursue ...infinitely.... something that cannot be sate. I am not weak that way. Yet, if I am nothing, I CAN wield Everything because I have no bounds or demands other than to be filled with what comes my way in the moment of experience and...treat it as a gift.
Sometimes, I waffle in my mind. I am still a mad impetuous young man. I am also solid in the experience of the ages. That is NOT age, that is simply experience. The former is not a want to live days gone by, it is simply the fire that still smolders within me that still wishes to dance in the wind...when the wind comes to me. I have never lost that youthful desire, I have simply learned to make the most of it as I have learned in the ages. So when that fire is fanned by the dancing wind, I wish to dance with it but, I cannot fan it for myself because, only a wind that bends and twists itself in its own art and fluid geometry of it's dance to my fire is able to without being burned...If I call upon my own winds to fan it, you would be burned for you may not have the intuition of me and my fire.
So to you I say....dance. Dance for me. Dance as my slave girl. Do not see me as shy...see me as aligned....see me as having thought through all of this and arrived at it in wisdom. I know your need to be led and I shall not disappoint. What you do not understand is that, if you awaken my smoldering fires to flame, there becomes a new dynamic between us. The flames themselves, the heat...the energy of that will cause your dance to lift higher and accelerate its motion...you Will twist and topple in it ...delightfully....and your dance and my fire shall take on a life of their own.
10 years ago