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firesky1-blog · 6 years
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The Storms have come ...
Full Moon , world turning ...
Blood into Thunder drums ....
The human heart beats ...
The Cloud Kachinas march across the minds Sky...
Epics , Sagas , Grand stories ...
In a moment made and then blown away ...
Stories of Sky Dancers , Arhats and Fools..
living and loving in skillful ways..
Jewel drops cling to the the last of the leaves of longing ...
Gloating and glistening about how far they have come ...
The cold heat of the sun ... the soul thirsts for the promise of a distant rain ...
As my fevered brow tries to remember the civility of human kindness across the vast quite of the long cycles of time ..
It does not matter ,
What came before ..
Remember the moment ...
No seasons , no patterns ...
Nothing ,nothing , nothing ...
But the now ...
my tribe has lost the ability to speak the sacred name ...
Bitter sweet for my Cherokee soul..
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firesky1-blog · 6 years
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Theoddessy
The problem ...
if right action exists.
it’s convincing the Argument
to assume that there is no right and wrong ..
To identify with scale of stars ...
Where life’s actions are never relevant,
As if we were all unborn
A parodying of a Guru has been repeating the message all day long ... If it’s repeated enough it must be true ...
Where is the living legacy that embraces one when love is lost ?
All action equal in a cosmic scale
Priests debase themselves, wrecking lives with the promise of false forgiveness ...
The doctrine of dreams , where kindness kills , demoralized and Democratic
The visit through the drive through of death ...
what’s us the meaning of One ?
Where are the flowers of liberty and the smiles of silence ?
Do you believe the hype ?
Does it matter if you sink or swim ?
Surly fir the drowned not ...
Right or wrong , all day long , everything is equal with the Dharma gone wrong ...
All is equal
Words are always borrowed...
Loves light is the only original face ..
Theoddessy
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