Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning

Monday, September 17, 2018

go for it

“Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You've got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it. It's like boats. You keep your motor on so you can steer with the current. And when you hear the sound of the waterfall coming nearer and nearer, tidy up the boat, put on your best tie and hat, and smoke a cigar right up till the moment you go over. That's a triumph.”
                                             Ray Bradbury, Farewell Summer

I am like an emotional magnet
Whatever comes my way, I tend to bind it to myself

Awful memories
Negative mental scripts

Just call me Velcro man

I tend to grab hold and strangle
I have a death grip on my need to impress
A stranglehold on my need to be a success

And yet there is reality
Which is far from what I envision and desire

I want to be present, and I am not
I want to help, but fall short
I want to be admired, but stir up enmity and disrespect

I am over extended
A poor listener (I am great at talking)
I am constantly search for something better
For things that seem just out of reach

I obsess over Herod 2.0
And over those who are being left behind

I cannot flow with the current
I want to turn the damn boat around, and fight the flow

But that only means I go forward backwards

It is time to let go
To live in the day
And embrace the moment
To take life as if comes

And if I go over the falls
The fall will be spectacular
I will be dressed to die
And the cigar will be supreme

Peace my friends

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