There are three stages along the path
Of realization and accomplishment.
The first involves outer form,
Keeping the discipline, persevering
Even when there is no light.
The second begins when awareness dawns,
A glimpse of our true nature
Like a shy fish looking up out of the pond.
This is the stage of true faith and devotion
As this insight of inner light becomes the center.
The third stage is just more of the second,
A repeated familiarity with our basic nature
Through direct experience and awareness.
With familiarity comes a softening of the edges
A loosening at the core.
As the sublime becomes the everyday,
The shy fish now a flock of starlings
Confident in their numbers
Fluid and graceful in their murmuration,
A cloud of unknowing for all to see.
(9/22/26)
The Domed Teapot Movie Team stores
good running electrical engineering supplies for
the apprentice vape tester stationed
for training with other code guy
system connectors near the
erectifying rainbow falls of
Mr. Mojo's Old City
WHEREAS(S)
the Eccentric Frontier Goldmine Foundation State has
discovered a recent reference model indicating that
the Eclectic Ghoul Aid Company has failed the
combined skating/scooter/car/bike and
forest river vehicle acid test (though they
did oddly OVER_perform with
dirty toothbrushes while on
motorcycles)
ALL OF WITCH LEAVES US WITH
an Elected Peach Boutique Box Collection of
shadow games and chic cottage band
energies perfectly suited to the
Enneagram Test Cook's home decor
NUT TO MENTION (MUNCH ON?)
the elliptically concentric doctor of the
Goon Power Kingdom where
mad duke predicament bosses are
obsessed with my contraption wheel
drop way of UNDER_thinking the
biased fallacy of self-data camera
set collectors viewing the erect or
oral bored college process that
involves repairing old farts for
recyling at flea markets.
Life to Breath
Darker seems each step downward
Parts of me every tear took away
I saw my disappearance appear
In those nights I kept quiet
The mirror failed to see me
My skin felt the non-existed touch
Apathy and emptiness filled my being
You searched for me, forsaken no longer
The rope I grabbed lifted me up
Clearer was the light up above
Your voice like a joyful song I heard
Life smiles, your strength holds me
My heart beats again, life involves me
What a bright day! Freely the gentle breeze I breath.
It’s lonely here, at the top,
the manure high and much
to shovel; fertilizer on sale
today! My family business,
hauling and distributing animal,
fecal slop – pungent every
route and obligatory stop...
Quite enterprising to make
good use, of what they eat
and freely let loose --
all nature born to recycle --
?~Wonder if the soul resents what it knows,
the scented consumption of bodies kills
what it grows --
knows what it uses (a generation)
to make love and
strife (life the fickle-begetter of life)
leaves from behind such an
odious spice… Clouds form,
sky spits and rains – man eats,
drinks, sh’ts on all mountains,
in seas on rolling plains. Seems,
no-matter what man produces
involves decay and pile of stink --
When God planned His evolving nature,
did He perhaps have occasion to burp, pinch His Nose,
fart and blink?
The key to disrobing ego
so that divineness in us can grow
involves letting go of conceit
and allowing God’s light to glow.
As our fellow man we put first,
we’ll be letting go of our pride,
and by practicing self-denial,
we can lean to the righteous side.
It’s a matter of being humble,
being grateful and serving others.
Our love for God we can show
by loving our sisters and brothers.
There is a decision, that involves our life,
the hurts and pains, the misery and strife.
As you know, both good and bad we be,
but the only wrongs in this world, is in others, that we see.
In this world as we live, when with each other, we fight,
we spread those seeds of darkness, instead of spreading the light.
Those things we say, how they kill the heart,
as we justify ourselves, we hold others guilty of their part.
The subtle ways, that we don’t seem to see,
how the darkness uses others, except for you and me.
We are all alike, but we don’t see the same way,
there is a decision to make, before that final day.
We are both, good and bad you see,
the way we live, is just how we be.
Good or bad, is the choice, that we have to face,
for life is the price, at the end of our race.
The decision that we make, leads to life or death, you see,
if we willingly, continue to live as both, we will live in misery.
My primary function is an honourable one
As it involves the lives of others.
You are safe to sail for work or fun
Knowing you'll return home to your mothers.
Often, my rotating beam of light
Is poetically called a beacon of hope
As a symbol to encourage those in plight
To remind them that they can cope.
So in the midst of a wild storm,
Be it literal or metaphorical,
I am the constant, reliable norm.
My record is historical.
I'm best suited to this task. God bless my tailor!
Wethered, but will always be a guardian to the sailor.
the pigeon mating dance
is an elaborate courtship display
preformed by the males
to impress females
it involves puffing up the chest
to show off his iridescent neck feathers
bowing and cooing
strutting in circles around the female
fanning his tail feathers
and dragging his wings
and lots of cooing
hopefully . . .
ending in a kiss
The fundamentals of clarity involves basically 2 things: Ambition and ritual. Do you ever wonder why philosophers all through the ages have never articulated personal sexual philosophies?
Clarity makes everything vividly sensual.
Involves all of us
Highway destination
One can almost hear HO HO HO echoing in the distance
All the bus passengers are served hot cocoa while on the go
Holiday festive bus decorated in and out
The colorful lights blink on and off as the Christmas bus moves about
Sides, front and back
Snow is starting to fall
What a way to start the holiday for all
As trucks pass by, they honk their horns in approval
Cars blow their horns being nothing unusual
Everyone on the bus singing medley Christmas songs
Joy and happiness aboard
Come and participate in the sing along
Dash away Dash away
Soon it will be Christmas Day
Observations upon observations
Holiday viewing a sensation
Passengers wave as we pass by towns
All the towns are singing in the holiday praise
It’s a Christmas preserver
Christmas surely in the air
Heart felt in stopping there
Journey to anywhere bringing enduring love
Through the snow we continue to flow
Season’s Greetings shout out
Silent Night as you snooze about
Sweet dreams
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Engineering and Manufacturing
navigate logistics,
and perform extensive
steel, aluminum, plastic, and glass
of branding and design elements
engineering and manufacturing
Creating a new car brand involves a
combination ,
unique visual identity
(logo, colors, typography)
Sourcing parts and part makers
Product Management
Safety and Performance
Branding and Design
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FROM ME TO YOU: APROPOS OF WISDOM, GUIDANCE, AND LEARNING
(A Teacher’s Reflections For And In A Labor Of Love)
Remember, “To not know is bad.”
“To not wish to know is worse:-”
Reading involves more than being able to pronounce words.
You must also know the meaning of each word encountered:-
It’s not about rushing to be first to complete the test.
It’s about taking your time to get the majority of right answers.
Hey, homework is equivalent to body and mind practice
in sports:-
Your mind is the home where you energize to become great
in academic challenges:-
Just because AI “solves” a problem for you, doesn’t mean
it’s solution is correct:-
Remember, AI only does what it is given by NI to do what you
input it to do:-
Remember, praying is not merely quick regurgitating
of remembered words;
Rather, praying is sacredly speaking with God, Saints,
and The Holy Spirit:-
Stop regurgitating, “I’m sorry”! Be in awareness!
“Don't be sorry; be aware.”
Hey, for me, teaching is a labor of love:-
Make learning likewise, for you:-
Be in onderful oneness onement:-
Peace and Love:-
I am grateful for radical hope…
Like the kind if have as our nation
faces a cultural devastation…
It involves believing in a future
that is loving and kind and good
even if at this time…it’s a future
that can’t be fully understood
nothing
appears as
this story
and that story
and when the
story involves
the me character
there may seem
a certain
pungency~~
**Cover-Ups**
The Cardinals will sing, but let’s confront the truth behind it all. We deceive ourselves, but a higher power knows the reality of these situations: makeup and the cover-ups. The Cardinals' song may be beautiful, yet the raven never returned, while the dove came back, never forgetting what it had seen. It whistles a tune that demands to be heard.
Does it really matter how long it takes or the tone we strike? This involves clergymen, bishops, priests, and deacons. And let’s not forget Rome, where nuns step out of the shadows and proclaim their truth to the world. I will not pretend to be saintly or holier than thou. Remember your vows and acknowledge the challenges that lie within the Roman Catholic Church.
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