Copper Soldiers Battling Over Shapes Melt Down All The Same.

When form is made, possibility constrains, yet action opens up.

When action is taken good and evil emerge, yet love becomes possible.

When entangled in love arguments lead to fruit, yet arguments drive apart love.

Feel deeper, do you taste the dance?

 

We are all points of a oneness, empty and full at once and neither.

Saying we are many united is but less than the truth.

Saying we are one divided is but less than the truth.

Look subtler, look beyond looking.

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I am you and you are me.

Ra Ma Da Sa Sa Say So Hung

The air we breathe has touched both our lungs

And the lungs of dinosaurs

The lungs of Christ and Buddha

No one is God, all of us are.

 

We are enlightened in our illusion

And deluded in our enlightenment.

 

The pool reflects the moon

reflects the sun

reflects fusion

reflecting reflects primal nothing

that is everything.

 

Surveying the stars scattered like dust I remark: what path is right?

What is the purpose of all this?

Round and round we build up symbols.

Round and round we do the maths.

Round and round we give God forms.

 

Jealously guarding answers.

Righteously jostling to make truths.

Intensely defending positions from the ramparts of sand castles.

While questions foam eternal.

 

Every point is but the frothing tips of the roaring reality ocean.

Appearance is but a momentary crest.

All waves return

Having never left.

 

What of my answers that I seek so desperately?

The cosmos is mute in its roar

Only cares about raw possibility.

 

Container for all with biased form toward none.

The voidness full of all that can ever be and never was.

 

You hurt me

I hurt you

Don’t touch the fire is said,

But only learned when burned.

 

Bemoan the world

Celebrate the world.

We are the victims and the perpetrators.

We are cells of the Earth body

Blessed to fight

Fighting to bless.

 

Do great good

Do great evil

While we work against each other

While we work with each other

We are in form,

Just next to truth, but still grasping.

 

No one knows the truth

Everyone is the truth.

 

With a wink and a smile I spar and dance with you

Thinking we move

In our motionless.

 

Copper soldiers battling over shapes

Melt down all the same.

 

The pulsar sings its clock

Shine shine shine

The stars slowly spin round the cosmic drains

The hum of consumption, the din of radiation

Time is the character of music, music makes the character of time.

 

Bodies the standing waves between birth and death.

I am stardust fusing

I am all my cells

I am not my cells

I am ephemeral and gross

I am made of eternity

I am bound to die.

 

I am a suspension between saint and sinner.

When I judge I am but a tiny ship,

Sailing through infinity lost toward death.

When I surrender to no descriptions,

I am infinity sailing through itself.

 

Look inside yourself to see there is no inside.

Look outside yourself to see there is no outside.

Stillness is motion.

Motion is stillness.

 

Lub dub

Lub dub

Lub dub

 

Hear it? Feel it?

There’s your heart

The pulsar of your soul.

You are an instrument in the all symphony.

 

When you feel less than, realize your infinity.

When you feel more than, realize your finity.

Balanced between sound and quiet

The symphony becomes itself.