Watching the Now happening
The words have free desire
Mistakes are meant for planning
Time dissolves all like fire
There is no thing to cling
Unless you believe there is
The bell has a lesson called "ding"
It's not your usual quiz
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My body is bound by fate
My senses informed by time
Things naturally find their mate
These words fall together in rhyme
Searching implies a missing piece
But not all cracks are broken
The sky is unharmed by geese
Silence allows words to be spoken
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what we may be obsessed with is the search for the root cause of our suffering, our detachment or clinging to the dream that we can find the opening and suture it closed...maybe the desire to be 'done' is the thing to cure ~ or the fear that it'll end
it's like the iPhone forces a justice that is foreign to man's deep programming
let me see what I might mean...
a man need's two women: a quiet homemaker and a thrilling nymph
(so said the poet Iris Murdoch)
iPhones reveal to you your flaws
maybe what we've lost with iPhones is the freedom to be flawed: they will show you everything 'wrong' that does not sort neatly into a hierarchy or category...and there is endless brokenness in any attention span
so do we just keep posting our darkness?