stonerfromohio
Bluelighter
Sign posts dot life like roadsigns pointing which route to the highway
They pop up with their notorious presence in the most unexpected of places
Wisdom of the groundless ground surfaces in the least expected faces
You find by just being in the in-between spaces
Till there are no tethered traces
Not being or non-being no not neither of the two
Used to think it was only a few who knew
But this nirvana is where it all comes from
Even the bum who clutches his liquor and Marlboro cancer sticks
Has awareness from this abode
Even the lone toad
Is present from this residence
To supply evidence is futile
Just observe life’s syntax, observe the fleeting sensations
The undersouls desires
The endless fires of passion
Americas egotistical materialistic fashion
The desire to ration the poors income
So the peak of the hierarchy can accumulate the highest sum
Can you feel the beat of the drum
Or are you simply too numb?
Do you chew away at your thumb from your nervous itches
Do you have stitches from last nights bar fight
Because your imagined double has strayed from the light
Are you hidden away in the dark night
You walk a tight one
Walking away from the son
Observe the self-righteousness of the nun
Why is it that the poorest seem to have the biggest smile?
Could you walk a mile in their shoes
What if you understood they aren’t separate from you
That the other you thought was them was not really separate from you
What if there was no such thing as other or many and one was really the only you
If you only knew, if you could watch yourself spew from another perspective
Have the pain you inflict be reflective
The suffering in life is intrinsic to its experience
No need to be caught up in thou shalt’s
Thou art Thou
Only the infinite now
Get working on that plow start sowing the seeds
Don’t do it for the ego’s needs
Start following those intuitive leads
And ignoring the thought feeds
Go experience the breadth of the reeds
Watch your planted garden blossom into light displaying lotus
Remain cautious like the stilling tortoise
No hurry there's eternity to go
Just drift on the subtle flow
Time and Space hide your real abode
While imprisoned you never new it flowed
Don’t let anger, hate and greed bring you down
If you do you will be slowly drowned
All through life you constricted you face and frowned
Chained and bound
To your party of I’s
You were to afraid to walk alone and cut the ties
To many whys
And lows and highs
You never stopped to listen to the childrens cries
They pop up with their notorious presence in the most unexpected of places
Wisdom of the groundless ground surfaces in the least expected faces
You find by just being in the in-between spaces
Till there are no tethered traces
Not being or non-being no not neither of the two
Used to think it was only a few who knew
But this nirvana is where it all comes from
Even the bum who clutches his liquor and Marlboro cancer sticks
Has awareness from this abode
Even the lone toad
Is present from this residence
To supply evidence is futile
Just observe life’s syntax, observe the fleeting sensations
The undersouls desires
The endless fires of passion
Americas egotistical materialistic fashion
The desire to ration the poors income
So the peak of the hierarchy can accumulate the highest sum
Can you feel the beat of the drum
Or are you simply too numb?
Do you chew away at your thumb from your nervous itches
Do you have stitches from last nights bar fight
Because your imagined double has strayed from the light
Are you hidden away in the dark night
You walk a tight one
Walking away from the son
Observe the self-righteousness of the nun
Why is it that the poorest seem to have the biggest smile?
Could you walk a mile in their shoes
What if you understood they aren’t separate from you
That the other you thought was them was not really separate from you
What if there was no such thing as other or many and one was really the only you
If you only knew, if you could watch yourself spew from another perspective
Have the pain you inflict be reflective
The suffering in life is intrinsic to its experience
No need to be caught up in thou shalt’s
Thou art Thou
Only the infinite now
Get working on that plow start sowing the seeds
Don’t do it for the ego’s needs
Start following those intuitive leads
And ignoring the thought feeds
Go experience the breadth of the reeds
Watch your planted garden blossom into light displaying lotus
Remain cautious like the stilling tortoise
No hurry there's eternity to go
Just drift on the subtle flow
Time and Space hide your real abode
While imprisoned you never new it flowed
Don’t let anger, hate and greed bring you down
If you do you will be slowly drowned
All through life you constricted you face and frowned
Chained and bound
To your party of I’s
You were to afraid to walk alone and cut the ties
To many whys
And lows and highs
You never stopped to listen to the childrens cries
