Doug

DOUG

dancing lights

+ sparkling sounds

combine

 

O magik mixing!

 

complete with timestamp

and a story

 

-Friend

-Teacher

-Most Welcome 

Appearance

-Divine Effulgence

-DOUG.

 

Cue the Trumpets of Wonder!!

Thought

Space Prana Crystals

with meaning

the sparkle in your wake ..

..    …       ..

..

you enrich

divide

create

destroy

and where from?  on what

divine sovereignty do you rein so?

the empty hand of space

thought that believes itself is delusion

thought that knows itself is space’s radiant face

Here’s A Story

Here’s a Story

here’s a story…

 

the truth of dependant origination

unleashed a conceptual kerfuffle

one dark stormy night

 

“what then is there besides what’s now?”

 

-its all a dream- 

this life this body this mind 

and all its inhabitants

 

-and yet

this pink gets 

put in wiggleswords

time travels

from

here

to

<____>

 

trustworthy is awareness’ mistress

some call her karma

some see her as emptiness

 

no one sees both

and lives as simply as that.

Re-Birth

 
 
 
 
 

Re-Birth

 

born 

without name 

to ourselves

 

born of 

 

living green grace

?

 

a process that churns out

stars and frogs

lattes and little fish

breathless in the ocean

 

learning happens

a new pattern

a fresh creation

 

a name

me:she

 

holding to the me

as separate

– as outside this living green grace –

 

starts a pattern

that moves towards rock

in terms of self-knowing

 

holding to the me

as separate

– as outside this living green grace –

 

is a dream of two

and the pattern of hurt arises

 

it isn’t true

that nothing can touch you

bright eyes?

 

check.

where do you end and the world begins?

 

The relative truth

The RelativeTruth

The ultimate truth-call it what you will, can only be pointed to by relative words or known directly- 1st person point of view- no-face to no-face.

 

Because the pointing outs are relative, they can only be true for some, some of the time.

 

Becoming Whole

 

When God wants to laugh

she becomes whole

Her backside

full of nothing

hanging out in plain view

enough for me-enough for you

 

What does it mean to be capacity for the world?

It is exactly what it has always been.

 

Throw Yourself into the World.

That’s where it already is

and has never left.

Hope

 
 
 
 
 

Hope

 

To  those

who have yet 

to pass through 

 

and so

 

have still 

to pass through

 

the hurt 

of a million honey razors

 

it ends

 

it must

 

Communion

Communion

there are many ways to go into union

 

-not all are wrapped and rolling-

 

some are still…

 

a pregnant spacefield

teeming with unborn poppies

 

the flower of hope

-of remembrance-

of

the end of war.