what do people do with the deeply personal, highly controversial, off
the chart un-politically correct realities of their journeys that they
wish to document, muse, poll, talk about and share? but cant
the politics of living. among and amidst different groups, different settings/ the life long price and cost of choices, ignorance and effects/ debilitations, scarrings.
and then the miracles and magick. the suspension of consequences prayed for to go on. unencumbered and freedom from self-mark
the end or belly of interiors
this Tuesday June 26, 2012 {06.26.2012}
sometimes the light in the darkness that approaches in speed, you think, to save you is a train to bowl you over, a steamliner to submerge you. and you have to find yourself all over again
that is the crux and heart of the matter: finding a new, working and laudable self. under new brokenness, with more damages. the reevaluation of your stocks
wow.hard shit hard luck stuff
----------part two
why do wisdoms, wizening, knowledge, insights earned from tragedy come after the crisis. what good is it to have settled damage, integrate costs and a life forever altered and skewed, taken away...reduced...and from that, the good stuff...wisdom
i am all smart and knowledgeable now. but for what purpose? whose benefit? i already slipped fell and cracked my head. who to tell these things to?
the situation leads one to psalms, but there are no specific psalms for the specific situation. it leads one to prayer for the suspension of costs and charges on life. which is where i started this post this morning, what to do with problems that have no solutions just lived with realities that effect the kind and quality of life
the despondency that threatens. that somehow, in some glimmer of resilience, I resist. so i write instead.
--------part three
Jeff Brown:
"Moving forward often demands that we live lost until the next steps on true-path rise up to meet us. Sadly, befriending our confusion is difficult to hold to in a linear world. Confusion is stigmatized without regard for the fact that one cannot know anything without first surrendering to the not knowing. We must honor our confusion as a karmic lighthouse, inviting us to a new way of being. Flake it 'til you make it!"
-----
that is what life is: being alive. and that is what being alive is: being present for confusion and trouble. and that is what confusion and trouble is: surrendering to it. and that is what surrendering is: giving in so you can be lifted up, saved, changed, loved, transformed. and that is what transformation and being transformed is: you transcend. nothing holds you down. you fly anyways.
something like that
{and this is what i have been channeling and writing about all
morning/but could not put it into words..the one word i had i hesitated
to write...that all my trials are turning me into one badass
indestructible obeah wombmyn alchemist transformative healer./but we
dare not write such things...but from the pit of hell the phoenix rises
with light and balm for all. you cant kill me}
the politics of living. among and amidst different groups, different settings/ the life long price and cost of choices, ignorance and effects/ debilitations, scarrings.
and then the miracles and magick. the suspension of consequences prayed for to go on. unencumbered and freedom from self-mark
the end or belly of interiors
this Tuesday June 26, 2012 {06.26.2012}
sometimes the light in the darkness that approaches in speed, you think, to save you is a train to bowl you over, a steamliner to submerge you. and you have to find yourself all over again
that is the crux and heart of the matter: finding a new, working and laudable self. under new brokenness, with more damages. the reevaluation of your stocks
wow.hard shit hard luck stuff
----------part two
why do wisdoms, wizening, knowledge, insights earned from tragedy come after the crisis. what good is it to have settled damage, integrate costs and a life forever altered and skewed, taken away...reduced...and from that, the good stuff...wisdom
i am all smart and knowledgeable now. but for what purpose? whose benefit? i already slipped fell and cracked my head. who to tell these things to?
the situation leads one to psalms, but there are no specific psalms for the specific situation. it leads one to prayer for the suspension of costs and charges on life. which is where i started this post this morning, what to do with problems that have no solutions just lived with realities that effect the kind and quality of life
the despondency that threatens. that somehow, in some glimmer of resilience, I resist. so i write instead.
--------part three
Jeff Brown:
"Moving forward often demands that we live lost until the next steps on true-path rise up to meet us. Sadly, befriending our confusion is difficult to hold to in a linear world. Confusion is stigmatized without regard for the fact that one cannot know anything without first surrendering to the not knowing. We must honor our confusion as a karmic lighthouse, inviting us to a new way of being. Flake it 'til you make it!"
-----
that is what life is: being alive. and that is what being alive is: being present for confusion and trouble. and that is what confusion and trouble is: surrendering to it. and that is what surrendering is: giving in so you can be lifted up, saved, changed, loved, transformed. and that is what transformation and being transformed is: you transcend. nothing holds you down. you fly anyways.
something like that
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