Doesn’t always mean what it seems

I have all this emotion

But I must keep it locked away

She doesn’t want to hear me

Or what I have to say

And so I bottle  it all up

This emotional genie that wants  to awaken from his sleep

Waiting for the cork to open

Allowing it to feel again and gently weep

How many wishes?

Must we make?

How many opportunities?

Will we take?

What will the heart ask for?

If the genie wakes?

What will we succumb to?

When the heart breaks?

The problem with making wishes

We never know what we’re gonna get

Too many variables to predict 

That would make us upset

Despite , our best intentions

We may just get it wrong

If you accept this does not make you weak

Does it then make you strong?

The reason life isn’t so easy

Sometimes cannot be foreseen

What you see is what you get

Doesn’t always mean what it seems

RSP

DCG

Inner demons may preside 

Skeletons in the closet

Inner demons may preside

When you become aware

There is nowhere to hide

Once seen, it cannot be unseen

Is this my wake up call

Pride is obstinate

Even after the fall

How we process our information

Our subconscious works with us and against us

It is not always a conscious thought 

Because, because, because because

Not all decisions

Have a firm grasp of reality

We may fabricate our perceptions

To ease an inner pain and it’s gravity

The course of our lives

Can be changed and altered

From events of our past

That often resurface when we falter

The beauty of our sunrise

It resets the day

Another chance to make amends

Another chance to proceed in another way

DCG

Time only lives in the now

Time only lives in the now

It is ever-present in what we observe

There is no past

With exception to a memory that we reserve

We do not experience a future

With exception to prophecy

But even then

It is only a mental vision that we see

There is no linear time

The Taoist monk would say

Only effortless action

Wu Wei (Woo way)

We are limited beings

With a finite mind

Can we really conceive?

Of limitless time?

Hence the paradox

With only one solution

What happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object?

They both surrender

This provides the resolution

The mind can play tricks on us

Thus was born philosophy

Just how much do we understand?

Given our own psychology 

DCG

Rupert Spira

https://youtu.be/LjDhov4p6Sg?si=f5UcKTw8x15iUkfr

It is not uncommon to misdiagnose our past 

It’s hard to gain any ground

When you confabulate

So in retrospect

You must question what you reflect and communicate

With every decade we ponder

The pros and cons of the emotional inventory spent

The more we regret

The more we lament

Growing pains are the by-product

Of reason and accountability

The price and the rite of passage

In our maturity

It is not uncommon to misdiagnose our past 

The motivation is not lost

But it is the result

When we find out the cost

The wisdom we seek

Will benefit us if we pay attention

Some memories may mislead 

Unless we have proper retention

Experience and practice

May dispel a memory

If one is in question

In our receptivity 

DCG

At least I gave it a shot 

When the mind is weary

It can become overwhelmed and confused

One must then use a counter balance

Before one can defuse

There is nothing wrong with confusion

If it forces you to think

Consider all sides

And be distinct

Sound mind and sound body

Common sense can balance the equation

Activate your intelligence

And confront the mind-virus invasion

Some of our problems take time to work through

Patience, reflection, and persistence

Is the prescription

In times of unsolved resistance

The Tao resolves conflict with Wei wu Wei

Zen resolves conflict; human suffering as attachment

Hence you cannot grasp and cling to your breath

One must always exhale for detachment

On the other hand

The Confucian is the pragmatist

Resolution is common sense

No need for the iron fist

The American surfer knows

How to escape a riptide

Surrender to the water current

And not to their own pride

The will imposes maladaptive behaviors

And maladaptive thought

When we fail, we say

“At least I gave it a shot”

RSP

DCG

We are the arbiters of atonement

I’d like to think

I have value in my thought

But you must always recalibrate

The voices of opposition and the criticism that is brought

Not everyone is right

Not everyone is wrong

You must choose, which points are weak

And which points are strong

The pendulum swings

Hence the debate

Will judgment be early? 

Will forgiveness be late?

We are the arbiters  of atonement

Just how will we rectify?

When will we smile?

When will we cry?

DCG

Old wounds can heal

We learn from experience

We learn from dreams

We learn from others

Sometimes these lessons are not what they seem

Forged with reason and emotion

This imprint attaches to our soul

Sometimes they change with the times

Sometimes they’re put out on parole

Attachment to anything

Either pleasure or pain

May not serve us after the fact

And may just be in vain

Memories can last a lifetime

Our ability to deal with them will change

Old wounds can heal

As this is not really that strange

DCG

Understanding is the payment, perception is the fee 

I’m receptive to wonder

The Wonderment of our senses

I’m wonderstruck with what I see as beautiful

The beauty from within our own fences

Many are distracted

The essence of what true beauty really is?

To rely only on physical attraction

It’s like holding water with a sieve

How many times?

Will our ego’s deceive?

If we pay attention?

Will we revise what we believe?

To ask, what is beauty?

A question in philosophy

How many people can answer?

How many are left in ambiguity?

Some may learn  the hard way

Some may never learn

Some by example

Some will have to wait their turn

The knowledge we acquire

Cannot express the wonder we feel

It is only in how we live our lives

The wisdom of how we deal

if we look through a lens of falsehoods

How will the world appear to be?

Another fun house mirror?

Is that what we will see?

Distortion can come from dirty lenses

Distortion can come from unchecked ideology

How often do we clean the lens?

How often do we test our reality?

It must certainly be a gift

If we can clearly see

The wonder and beauty in life

Understanding is the payment, perception is the fee 

DCG

Just think how now what you can bring? 

Woke up from a dream

With other characters I had in my head

But it made more sense

Of my own life instead

Do dreams, permeate language?

If you carefully observe the dream

What will it tell you about yourself? 

Just exactly what will it mean?

Can you see another perception of yourself?

Can you unlock another door?

Can you reveal another view of yourself?

That you have never seen before?

Can you decode this revelation?

Will you be able to remember?

If you dream in January

Will you know it still by December?

If you commit this to memory

Will you develop it summer, fall, winter and spring?

How are you better yourself?

Just think how now what can you bring?

DCG

The instant karma we now re-acquaint 

It’s been four months since my last post

I’ve struggled with my sight but not with my vision

This inner sanctum I dwell with my thoughts

Only now a more reflective provision

I ponder and think deep 

About what I truly find real

When something is taken away

You care more about how you feel

Experience begets empathy

Wisdom comes with self-restraint

The folly of our misgivings

The instant karma we now re-acquaint

Life has many gifts

Take heart and seize the day

Love deeply and serve others

Take heed before it all goes away

DCG