Tuesday, December 18, 2018

recounter

Recounter
10-2-18

In hand phase as to understand the craze of these days
All in Gurdjieff gladness with reminders of yesterday's madness
Awakening to ones true self continuing on gazing upon the other bookshelf
In being human whether a gnome or an elf
As a double minded man is topsy turvy in many ways about it as we still doubt it
Playing two albums per twilight including War and Boy for tomorrow for the sun is sooner risen
In the Solstice epochs of his glory epic
As the flower of grass the rich fade away by our benchmark of written words in red
Jesus speaks still as all appearances do but perish as to enter by the gatehouse
Where I realize I'm not the only one as to recount and mete the amount....






On Matthew 15:23
10-2-18

Bowing down to stand up and refill again my cup
For mindfulness on the go
I suppose there is something I should know
As to put on the breaks to taste the milkshake she makes
As to do it for twenty years or more still but earthly bound
Piping in good sound
Still running around the same old circular patterns
Like a rat in a maze
And if only I were greater in stature
Some would utter in malcontent in what is I go there for
The froth and fizz all for the cleansing upon the bough
Wherein all we have is right now
As the limb briefly brushes me
Wherein I shake the dust from my feet
Good fortune just to be here
Send her away as she goes after us......









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