Soft Eyes

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SOFT EYES

Gave up the transcendental to focussing
To understanding, judgement, discussion
Stuck in a selfness – The way of the dodo
The all too present hesitant typist pauses

This “poet” – As they’re taught to name us
Personally ever wary of such sticky labels
(Checkout-imposed) trumpeting name tags
Declaring an identity at the cost of privacy

Recalls unwished those dread and dreadful
Sogenannten training days back in the day
Those ten plates cunningly kept spinning
So full, so full of oneself one overflows …

Withdraws for still appalled from that melée
Switches to soft eyes to reflect on the times
We’d rather get caught up as in the moment
Loosing perspective, accessing the message

This is it – Give it some welly – For this is it
For this age is a mess – Often not here at all
Simply living life as life lives us as if aimless
Directionless – God knows who’s at the wheel

No judge beyond the blowup clown up front
Let go of all that – Fight battles all your own
Checking your watch every now and again
And again and again and again till it’s time

To awaken to this smiling, winking
Welcoming bear hug of an acrostic

Having
Opened
My
Eyes

Soft eyes

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*’the soft eyes principle has long been taught as a central precept in various martial arts, like Aikido and Tai Chi Chu’an.

…..“Do not look at your opponent’s sword, or you will be slain by his sword. Do not look into his eyes, or .…..you will be drawn into his eyes. Do not look at him, or your spirit will be distracted.” – Morihei .…….Uyeshiba, Founder of Aikido (“The Art of Peace”)’

Soft Eyes: Tap Into The Power Of Your Gaze.

Where’s Alice?: The Multiverse Revealed

Phew

Exploring Alura

Alice’s Notes to Mirror Walkers:

Time is really picking up speed and moving along at such a rapid pace. Time is really setting his mind on creating this peaceful reality we’ve all hoped would someday be ours to know. Time has come and the Time is now. Who do you see when you look in the mirror?

Princess Mary Jane Blossom’s retelling of Alice’s tale:

Things are happening. The Multiverse is really spinning differently these days. Actually spinning would be the term for how things used to go. The Multiverse used to revolve around The Realm of God and gods. That ended when Princess Mary Jane Blossom of the PMJB Realm, Stan MF’in Lee of Stan Lee’s Superhero Realm, and Skatman of Skatmand Land came together to peacefully overlap their realities in a joint effort to resolve their issues. When they came together, reality changed and…

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Lexicography

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LEXICOGRAPHY

Once contact
Replaces labels
– Like a costume
– Like a mask
Fall away

For why need
One name or other?

Ill-judged attempts
To define or
Describe

For shame: betrayal
Of such an intimacy
Or such unwarranted
Self-aggrandisement

Gratitude and mystery
Sprout soaring wings
Escape the net of words

Shero, Malala Yousafzai

Kindred we.

Sunshiny SA Site

A “Shero” is a “woman admired for her courage, achievements, or noble qualities”.

Once such young woman is Malala Yousafzai who defied the Taliban as a girl in Pakistan. Why? Young Malala is an advocate for women’s education. She was committed to speaking about their right to education. Tthe Taliban issued death threats against her. but Malala did not believe that the Taliban would hurt children.  Some three months later, 15 year old  Malala survived the gunshot wound to her head. The Taliban made good on their treat by shooting Malala and two other school girls.

Passionate about education, Malala began blogging for the BBC, under the alias Gul Makai, about living under the Taliban’s threats to deny them an education.  She was soon found out.

For her travails, Malala’s activism yielded awards and young Malala became the youngest person to win the Nobel Peace Prize when she published her…

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To And Fro

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TO AND FRO

There we were one
You and I back
Beyond the veil
Still unsundered

While here manifest
To display abundantly
And blindly enjoy
One another as separate

Sugar For Salt

 

SUGAR FOR SALT

May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions
Be sure never to let your fear
Seed hatred toward others
May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions

May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions
If you’re not part of the solution
Then you’re part of the problem
May you ever travel peacefully
And with worthy companions

Or Some Such

Ben Naga

Just as the separate frames that constitute a reel of film conjure up a continuous reality. (With this reality itself but an illusory imagining of the director, the writer, the actors.

I recall reading of a Buddhist master who, when asked about the nature of reality, enlightenment or some such – I don’t remember the exact question – I have slept many times since then – said nothing but snuffed out a nearby candle and relit it immediately.

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Rainbow Bridge

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RAINBOW BRIDGE

“All the world’s a stage”

…..SUBSTANCE

The original Unset of the Show was One
But with no Set the Show could not be shown
So the Formless Form, to see who it might be
Formed an Idea called Reality
Dissolved its unity into two
The Projection Room and the Angel/Man you
The freedom of the sands of Time was formed into bricks
And this ordering of freedom was named Politics

…..SPACE

Angels are mermen who swim in the See
But dwell for a season in the Sardine Factory
In the Sardine Factory they all become Preachers
And everyone has their uniform, even the art teachers
At the door of the Projection Room some aspect of your Mother
Dressed up as an usherette is bound to stop you, brother
To see that you’re not taking any matches through
And everyone is Man/Angel/Mother/Politician/Me/You

…..RAINBOW BRIDGE

As the One/Not One became two, don’t forget
That three and four were needed to complete the Set
Nothing motivates like a puzzle unsolved
So three possible forms of Politics were evolved
The Politics of East/West, Experience and Ecstasy
And each Sardine was held by the four Chains of the See
The four major suits in the Game That Binds
Substance, Space, Power … and Time

(Rainbow Bridge is the game and the place where we play it
Though those who sense this transience may seldom dare to say it)

…..POWER

So the Sardine can be Man the Seer
And sit in the stalls with a can of beer
Or the Politician and Moral Defector
And sit in a Cabinet and run the Projector
He can be Mother and remain on the ground
Ushering all the others around
Or escape into Angelic Space and See
– If not he is inevitably all the other three

…..TIME

The Politics of East/West race the projector hour by hour
And try to hold the trumps of Time to make a bid in Power
The Politics of Experience hold the film at one small frame
Know Now and Here is Nowhere and it’s (really) all the same
The Politics of Ecstasy require you bring a match
And set light to the held frame – celluloid burns like thatch
Wave Politics goodbye, let the Freedom of Angels float
Smuggle in a match and don’t forget to register to vote …

…..With acknowledgements to R. D. Laing (The Politics of Experience), Timothy Leary
…..(The Politics of Ecstasy) and Robin Williamson (U), himself owing something to
…..L Ron Hubbard’s MEST.