the millions en-masse are curiously here

Reading about the destruction I play back the memories of nature and linger in the shade of the eucalyptus trees. Their roots grip the inner earth and each branch and twig climbing up towards the light implies motion and movement. Change is a continual factor here on earth.

When I perceive ignorance I know I am in that place, between the two worlds, where the old and new overlap and co-mingle. I see the changes coming and destruction increasing in the realm of the endangered but also I see them slowly awakening, more and more of us looking out to distant shores where lights twinkle softly in the night.

Where there is acceptance there is relaxation, where there is calm there is creation, where there is reality there is perfection.

temporary appeal

There are many distractions: pleasures, lust, possibilities, future events to contemplate, suffering of equals, mistakes that could be made, saving, saving, saving. The mind was screaming to be numbed out, getting lost is easier than reading the map, and getting lost holds so much temporary appeal.

This program needs an override!

Forcing your views on others, believing that you can change another human being directly or that you can alter some malfunction deliberately, still trapped in the notion of needing to do or/and change something when everything is fine just as it is.

mental organ

Economy of recreation and of time management: deemed impossible.

Stretched calves and sinews, the complexity of the whole matters, the complexion, and the sex also matters.

Allowing, allowing, letting, no fighting, build up of tension and then relaxation.

The interference is blocking the manifestation, again and again I hear: have patience.