Lost -
Through an Eagle's eye
Over Fields of plenty
Where rivers and creeks
Never run dry
But I can't feel it
Mountains rising up
Touching the pink, blue,
And rustic orange skies.
I just don't know why
… I just can't feel it
I am a lost page within the novel
No one knows my inner battles
Entering another day
Of constant trials and prattles
Lost –
Through the ears
Of a Great Horned Owl
Where life's creation falls silent
Scurrying about
But I can't feel it
Forests of trees where an
Acappella choir resounds
Magically starting the day
Reverberating all around.
I just can't feel it
And the sea sprites dance
To a rhythm of time
Reaching out to my soul
Touching my heart
Seeking to free and unbind…
I cry, for I can't feel it
No, I just can't feel it
For morning becomes noon
Noon becomes day
For everything has its place
With a time to work
And a time to play
I give up, for I can't feel it
I will never feel it
I look to the four corners
Seeking answers,
But the wind is motionless
And the world, unfeeling
For such are the plans
I never made
So I turn the page….
Categories:
disassociating, depression, lost, mental health,
Form: Free verse
Many among us want
To be an Arahant
Without quite knowing
Method of seeking
As a caterpillar
A plodding leaf feeler
Who wishes to fly
Like a butterfly
Which it will if it waits
In stillness sedate
Likewise
If we are wise
Attaining purity-peace-bliss
Wherein nothing is amiss
Requires neither doing nor seeking
Only becoming by blossoming
By inwardly turned sentience
In time dissolved patience
Yet to fast forward
We shift attention inwards
Looking at layers of resistance
In childlike innocence
Playfully disassociating
From narrow ego cravings
Marking them as of foreign origin
A far cry from our purity sanguine
And thus standing still
Allowing the divine to do its will
Free of want
We become an Arahant
In stillness
Categories:
disassociating, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Thinker thinking
A doer doing
Meditator meditating
Non-doer doing
Thus differentiating
Aspects of disassociating
Likewise observed by observer
Yet the mind does filter
Whilst transcendence
Requires pristine innocence
Not a doing or non-doing
But a happening
When we cease to size
And simply vaporise
Being to become bliss
The That Oneness timeless
A singularity as entirety
Beyond space & time so infinity
The return
Uncertain
For who goes and who comes
When there is only One
Categories:
disassociating, spiritual,
Form: Rhyme
Theistic and A-Theistic
Truth and Beauty
Ethical and Aesthetic
process theologies
are co-relational ecological wisdom
Transposed into Ego/EcoSystemic Therapeutic CoArising Theory language
which speaks up and down
perpetually rooting for Resilient Game Theory
In this WinWin cooperatively regular game
of living Earth-restoring justice,
our goal strongly and flowingly favors resilient health
robust ego-flavors and multi-ecolors
over reiterating Win/Lose violent monocultural gaming business
as unfortunately and suboptimally far too toxic usual
due to deductively disassociating LeftBrain wealth of elitist words.
Categories:
disassociating, environment, health, inspiration, integrity,
Form: Political Verse
Traveling through the jaded discourse
With bartered pen and little remorse
Brandishing sharpened scalpel; tour de force
Unabashedly seeking all texts from lexicon to divorce
Developing underlying themes to alter the broader context
Freely abridging each verse to establish the pretext
Isolating each stanza to create a subtext
Inferring connotations to establish a hypertext
Disassociating words to broker more inflection
Delinking phrases building new bridges for reflection
Deconstructing patterns to sculpt out a new direction
Decoding mores and values to foster introspection
Voiding punctuation; compressing verses to scuttle metric time
Extrapolating dominant motifs to devalue the inculcating paradigm
Decoupling dissonant accents to deflower the sublime
Erasing phonetic schemes; disbanding symetrical order; decelerating rhyme
Categories:
disassociating, on writing and words
Form: Rhyme