Showing posts with label karma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label karma. Show all posts
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Monday, May 12, 2008
Mind
I was in an observant mood while i was out one day sitting by the ocean at a local beach. I was looking at all the people around analyzing everyone and observing the nature of life and and how it changes.
Most of us deny the impermanence of things, or if we don't,we still often feel "it won't happen to us" whatever that may be. Anyway, it was interesting watching people, and i had the urge to write something. Without pen or paper, i was glad i had my trusty mobile with me, and i went a texting away...
The mud is thick.
Stuck in it's reluctance to move.
Benign muck.
Thoughts race, going round and round like a washing machine.
It wounds the nerves. They wont subside.
Leaving me to feel physically ill.
Does any of this make sense?
Who knows?
In this crazy world, full of hazy minds, all in a daze.
Take off your rose coloured glasses and look around this sleepy town of parochial minds and one eyed views.
It's you who long for something new, in the misconception of our surrounds.
The grasping of what you see to be untrue, you fool!
The once human form, now transformed into a gluttonous seagull, through the ignorance which was possessed.
Trying to stay afloat in a canoe on the water, as the unsteadiness of the sea is unpredictable.
The ocean topples it over, with no control, you find yourself being dragged helplessly down to the realm below.
The naraks are waiting with hot iron swords, the ghosts with bellies so big and hungry, but with a pin hole for a mouth, no food can be swallowed.
Trying to subdue the mind and stray away from disturbing thoughts and erroneous views.
Feeling the need to escape from what one thinks is reality.
I want to put on my wings and fly away, leaving this body of constriction behind me,
while drifting off in my dreamland of mysticism.
Although, am i already in a dream?
Do i need to be awakened from this sleepy mind of delusions?
Is this all just an illusion?
Things arent always as they appear.
Look beyond and you may see the truth.
Changeable in its nature, this mind we like to call our own.
But how can we, when we have no control?
age 27
Written SUNDAY 26/01/2008
Most of us deny the impermanence of things, or if we don't,we still often feel "it won't happen to us" whatever that may be. Anyway, it was interesting watching people, and i had the urge to write something. Without pen or paper, i was glad i had my trusty mobile with me, and i went a texting away...
The mud is thick.
Stuck in it's reluctance to move.
Benign muck.
Thoughts race, going round and round like a washing machine.
It wounds the nerves. They wont subside.
Leaving me to feel physically ill.
Does any of this make sense?
Who knows?
In this crazy world, full of hazy minds, all in a daze.
Take off your rose coloured glasses and look around this sleepy town of parochial minds and one eyed views.
It's you who long for something new, in the misconception of our surrounds.
The grasping of what you see to be untrue, you fool!
The once human form, now transformed into a gluttonous seagull, through the ignorance which was possessed.
Trying to stay afloat in a canoe on the water, as the unsteadiness of the sea is unpredictable.
The ocean topples it over, with no control, you find yourself being dragged helplessly down to the realm below.
The naraks are waiting with hot iron swords, the ghosts with bellies so big and hungry, but with a pin hole for a mouth, no food can be swallowed.
Trying to subdue the mind and stray away from disturbing thoughts and erroneous views.
Feeling the need to escape from what one thinks is reality.
I want to put on my wings and fly away, leaving this body of constriction behind me,
while drifting off in my dreamland of mysticism.
Although, am i already in a dream?
Do i need to be awakened from this sleepy mind of delusions?
Is this all just an illusion?
Things arent always as they appear.
Look beyond and you may see the truth.
Changeable in its nature, this mind we like to call our own.
But how can we, when we have no control?
age 27
Written SUNDAY 26/01/2008
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Karmic Afflictions
Like the absence of rain
So are my days without pain
The sunlight casts over my shadow of gloom
I reach out for it’s essence as my body cries
While my immune system fights hard
To stop the war between good and evil
Controlling the population of the once breeding mutated cells
Feeling like I’m on a rotisserie going round in circles
While a burning flame roars fiercely through my nerves
My muscles feel tight as well
But they also feel like an elastic band being stretched throughout my body
And through my chest
Yet,
if there is no ‘I’
and existence isn’t the way we perceive it to be
Then why does this physical body of pain seem so real?
I feel it’s a raw deal
As I have always tried to cherish others
So why am I being punished?
I sit here in my house
With two windowless walls
I look up and see a wheel chair that was bought for my grandfather
Though through his stubbornness
He refused to use it
So in my lounge room it sits
I wonder was it subconsciously bought for me
Will my legs one day, give way?
To the growth in my spine
Though thankfully it is benign
So I have time to revaluate my life
And rid myself of the negative torments
That I have bestowed upon myself and others
In, not just this life time, but in other lifetimes as well
I mean, it could be worse
I could be a being in the realm of hell
So I will once again drag my weary body out of bed
And face another day
With great determination
That I will conquer this struggle
And know that this is only temporary
Though it feels very permanent
I have to train my mind to feel at ease
To rid myself of this dis-ease
And realise that I am not that different to many people out there
And acknowledging our bodies and minds are intertwined
And whatever we think
Will manifest physically
And believing that most of us are mentally un well
Makes me realise
That I’m not the only one that has to battle with ill health
AGE 27
completed 31/07/07
So are my days without pain
The sunlight casts over my shadow of gloom
I reach out for it’s essence as my body cries
While my immune system fights hard
To stop the war between good and evil
Controlling the population of the once breeding mutated cells
Feeling like I’m on a rotisserie going round in circles
While a burning flame roars fiercely through my nerves
My muscles feel tight as well
But they also feel like an elastic band being stretched throughout my body
And through my chest
Yet,
if there is no ‘I’
and existence isn’t the way we perceive it to be
Then why does this physical body of pain seem so real?
I feel it’s a raw deal
As I have always tried to cherish others
So why am I being punished?
I sit here in my house
With two windowless walls
I look up and see a wheel chair that was bought for my grandfather
Though through his stubbornness
He refused to use it
So in my lounge room it sits
I wonder was it subconsciously bought for me
Will my legs one day, give way?
To the growth in my spine
Though thankfully it is benign
So I have time to revaluate my life
And rid myself of the negative torments
That I have bestowed upon myself and others
In, not just this life time, but in other lifetimes as well
I mean, it could be worse
I could be a being in the realm of hell
So I will once again drag my weary body out of bed
And face another day
With great determination
That I will conquer this struggle
And know that this is only temporary
Though it feels very permanent
I have to train my mind to feel at ease
To rid myself of this dis-ease
And realise that I am not that different to many people out there
And acknowledging our bodies and minds are intertwined
And whatever we think
Will manifest physically
And believing that most of us are mentally un well
Makes me realise
That I’m not the only one that has to battle with ill health
AGE 27
completed 31/07/07
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