Sedition from Bondage


The key of captivity

Lies in the ability of the mind

Break the cycle of learned helplessness

Your freedom you will find

The fundamentals of illusion

Breed attachment and pain

When trapped in the problem

The solution we search for is in vain

Become the escape artist

Study the trap you are in

Visualize the possibilities

Become the Houdini and begin

The levels and degrees of servitude

We levy or subjugate

We mold our reality

Much of what we create

What is the sound of one hand clapping?

Teacher enticing student to see

Constructs in our minds

Can also be just folly

The statement below is false

The statement above is true

A liars paradox

Another Waterloo

The duck or the rabbit?

Wittgenstein would ask

Which will give way?

Which one will last?

The Zen koan, the Greek paradox, and Wittgenstein

All demonstrate a vantage point to see

Problems of human reasoning

All contingent on how we will be

DCG

The ambivalence of affection


If you act with reason

Generous acts can never be misplaced

Love is never wasted

Love cannot be debased

The failure of recognition

If only one in seventy-seven see

A change in the culture

A change in the apogee

A resource of human potential

Escaping many only actualized by the few

Love will permeate conflict

Those who love know this is true

Love has no expectation

That many fail to comprehend

Their understanding is divided

They fail to apprehend

The world needs practitioners

The broken-hearted on the mend

The ambivalence of affection

Consumes only those who pretend

DCG

For Me This is Clear


There must be a reason why I’m still here

I’ve escaped death so many times

I must have unfinished business

For me this is clear

Don’t get me wrong

I’m not trying to die

I don’t have a death wish

I’m not ready to say goodbye

Life is precious

If we ever figure this out

Influence the lives of others

And what we can cast about

W. Somerset Maugham’s the razors edge

Larry Darrel discovered a rarity

No longer a captive soul

Now on the course of prosperity

Live like there is no tomorrow

Rage on with enthusiasm within

Do it with love

Do it with a grin

DCG

Motives of the beguiled


Motives of the beguiled

Often hidden from the meek

Considered safe to prey on

The non confrontational are who they seek

The vapid souls

Who bring about discontent

Harm themselves

The insolent

In every interaction

And with every exchange

We have a chance to better ourselves

We have a chance to change

A pattern in our behavior

Not always self-evident

Sometimes the questions of others

Can extrude the eminent

We are not just the animal

Not just the beast

Nor are we an insect

As human reason can be released

I don’t see the truth

In the words that you speak

Only in the behavior

And the actions which you seek

Part of the human condition

We are able to reflect

Think about our past

And begin to dissect

Only the conscientious

Only the awake

Examine themselves to reconcile

Better for them to give then to take

DCG

In Ignorance We Consent


It’s not about being right

We are not the authorities of moral high ground

What matters is our actions

I claim this argument sound

The discovery of ego

Elude many it will

Distract and misguide us

The ego is a shill

The ethics in human behavior

Does not represent justice for the masses

In ignorance we consent

Representative of all classes

DCG

WikiPsalm #Twenty One


What matters is not so much the birth date and the date of passing, but what lies in between; “the dash”!  We establish our lives in the fabric woven through-out the lives of others in our community cloth of life which covers us all.


Have you made a difference?

Have you led a life in good deed?

Collecting possessions and accolades?

That convince you that you succeed?

The strategy of our humanity

Asking the wrong questions – we surmise

The calamity of our ego

Keeps us distant hence our surprise

WikiPsalm #Twenty One

DCG

The Quicksand of the Soul


Attachment

The quicksand of the soul

Siddhartha mustered this insight

So many, many years ago

How do I know?

How do I relate?

Do I make this up?

Do I confabulate?

How many paths?

How many ways?

We can seduce ourselves

Clinging to this fantasy gaze

Fear not my compatriots

The wisdom comes from age

Tempered in the forge of reality

Allow the mind to disengage

….

DCG