poetry falcon's Post

sometimes finding time to write around here is liking fighting a fascist government always vigilant always leaping toward any chance of an opening just for a few inches of progress a few minutes of feeling the fingers fly on the keyboard like the soaring condor or maybe a vulture is more apropos since death of this and that in nondual awareness beyond good and bad the ten directions the three or four times nonarising everything made up every storyline a bundle of emotions with half lacerated thoughts wagging in the wind of a city full of them a thick salve of ignorance slathered over the gaps to keep the game going keep the spikes out of sight keep the juicy parts titilating so attachement to desire can ride up and down and give us the highs and lows we crave so much the contrast that confirms we're alive even though we are not until we realize we are not but dreaming life vividly projecting this film from our karma for our own entertainment however sad and mad and glad that may seem
By: via poetry falcon