Tuesday, April 11, 2017

role play


there is nothing but role play, at any given time, in any given direction, running in place, and getting there on time - an all together infinitude of thoughts and gestures, neuron migrations, memes on the move, muscular habits in concert, singing songs they think that they thought that they thought that they rehearsed, right now. the songs are singing about a singer. the memories are remembering someone who's remembering. thoughts are thinking about a thinker. actions are acting as though there is an actor, right now, as reading is reading about a reader. everything else is a dream. everyone else is news, anecdote, warning or fantasy. but you here and this here is so real, that it's not happening at all, so real that there's nowhere to rehearse for the rehearsal, the drums are already talking. the masks are already dancing, they rejoice - at play, at war, at love, at home, abroad, above and deep down below, in the earth, between your fingers - look through them, so very dead and alive, for the very first time...

"lamentation!" 

these are the very last tears you'll ever cry.



Friday, April 7, 2017

exquisitely awake


whatever I think about the world,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about life,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about death,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about the future,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about the past,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about you,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about my self,
I'm thinking it
whatever I think about thought,
I'm thinking it,
without beginning, without end,
beyond words, beyond thought,
call and response,
we are a relationship,
with relationship,
utterly responsible,
exquisitely awake

Sunday, April 2, 2017

there is a place



"there is a place, a location, that you come back to in your dreams, from time to time, and in the dream that place is familiar. When you awaken, if you take the care to inquire gently, you remember that it is even more than familiar. and when you remember to remember that you've been here before, it's so much stronger than deja vu - you know that place is real. You've been there before, again and again, in detail. And you're back, right now, as you read this. This is real. More real than dreams, more real than reality, because both "here" and "there", you know that place, you know without knowing how you know - a real memory of the reality beyond memory - located at the heart of memory itself, beyond which is like a wellspring - the place where we remember things is the same place where we see things is the same place that recognizes places and faces and traces of traces is the very place we call home again and again."