Nature, Others, and Self

Okay, so I can’t sleep; the pressures of life, the difficulties of making it through the daily grind, the tensions felt by nature, others, and self. It’s this last set that must be looked at seriously.

NATURE --- Something completely out of our control. Obvious surely but something we all grapple with. Health and the corruption of all finite matter, the weather and her torrential unforgiving tirades, an animal’s perfectly instinctual purpose guiding towards self-preservation budding heads with “man’s” insatiable manifest consumption, and a self-stabilizing movement towards homogenous coexistence among the 5 kingdoms. Again, completely out of our control.
OTHERS --- The wow wanting Einsteinean relationship of love, friendship, bar-like buying a few drinks reciprocity, sports team commonalities, coworker have to be nice bureaucracy, never really knowing what’s the deal how do you like me now ever fashionable equation of getting along with too many unknown variables and hidden agendas. A minimal amount of control based on others controlling themselves for fear of rejection.
SELF --- The great unknown. A mirror is most likely our closest approximation to an underlying truth. The reflection is backwards yet familiar, comforting at times while infuriating in others. Controlled by the mire flexing of muscle, neurotransmissions along the perceptions of an outside likeness, and moved by…a prime mover?! Karma?! Evolutionary monkey speak?! All controlled in the moment of now.

Why look at the above? Perhaps to simply get some rest. This would be much appreciated right about now. But just putting it out there in recognition of all our pressures, difficulties, and tensions (how can I get relief) may ease the inner eye’s reddening.

--- Live your own life, for you will die your own death ---

another poem for your consumption written on 7/11/2005

Offered in abandonment
A treat consumed,
Sweet,
so sweet,
then thrown away.
What is this?
On the side, in the middle,
off the railroad tracks
blocking the way? No explanation.
Here! Take it.
If wanted, than given;
never knowing the consequences.
DAMN IT!!! Have you no common sense?
Only the inner safety of lecture,
wanton realities
Littering the roads of possible futures.
Snuffed out like the dwindling ambers of cigarette cherries
tossed out the window of ma & pa’s
beat up old station wagon.
Want it? Want that?
That peach pit stripped of all its life!
N-e-v-e-r-t-o-b-e-l-i-e-v-e-a-g-a-i-n.