the spices of life..

 

the spices

of life are

life itself..

seeming

oppositions 

simultaneously

rise and fade..

a new day

arising

is not new

as the night

is not past...

Enjoy..!!

 

Welcoming

Arises

No rights or wrongs

That's it..

A story of freedom..

Enjoy..!

Belief, and not, are already This...

 

I may seem as a

Center..

Conventional

Separate..yet

I appear

Whether believed

Separate or not..

And the kicker:

It matters not...

For Bernadette..

 

Bernadette

For you..!!

There is no

Separate individual

But appearances of

Emptiness..

Fleeting and 

Disappearing 

Appearances of

Beautiful

Individuals who

Never were..

Not then and not now..

 

A familiar

Roadway suggesting

Stories associated

With a past

And a boyhood

Character in what

Seems happening

Not then and 

Not now...

Whole not quite in reach..

 

Two paths

A seeming reality

Unquestioned

Settled

And seemingly it...

Yet unease arising

Feeling like a 

Hole with the whole

Not quite in reach..

A nagging doubt

Beautifully

Not separate from 

This...

No separate namer..

 

Naming..

Appearances of

Names applied

By no separate

Namer..

Happens and not...

Nothing forgotten..

 

Utterly simple..

Everything is 

Nothing..

Apparently

Nothing forgotten

May be unease

Simply happening..

That and This...

That..

What about that..?

All the stories

Of knowing 

Wishing to know

Interpreting

Finding meaning

Seem to be that..

What about this..?

This is that...💥

The desire for something..

 

Dissimilarity

Seems to command

The landscape..

Convincing 

Unquestioned..

And

The desire for 

Something hangs on..

Happening and not 

And OK...

Maps..!!

 

Nothing

Is everywhere

And

Everywhere is

Nothing..

Nothing 

Has innumerable

Geographical 

Appearances

Named maps...

Being quiet...

 

“One of the risks of being quiet is that the other people can fill your silence with their own interpretation: You’re bored. You’re depressed. You’re shy. You’re stuck up. You’re judgemental. When others can’t read us, they write their own story—not always one we choose or that’s true to who we are.”

― Sophia Dembling

(Book: The Introvert's Way: Living a Quiet Life in a Noisy World https://amzn.to/3K5qqgJ)

Individual and Character...

 

Individual

And character..

Two names

Used by those

Wishing to

Explain what

Cannot be

Explained..

Individual as

Separation..and

Character as

Wholeness..yet

These seeming 2

Are not 2...

Past times..

 

The nostalgia

For past times

Is a story

Bringing melancholy

With comparisons..

An unease with

The present and

A wish to return

To a place that

Never was...

Light and dark are not..

 

Light

And dark

Are not separated

Both seem but

Are not..

That's a story

Begging to know

More about

Are not..which

Alas..is not...

Luis..A Star...

 

The Luis story..

He was a net Star

A tennis master..

A family hero

A life of love..

Serving up amazing

Skills..calm yet

Fierce..a net warrior..

A love game with

Family and friends..

His Stardom 

Remains..aglow

In our hearts...

~~Charlie Coon (Golf buddy!)

https://www.frenchfunerals.com/obituaries/luis-cuadra

Homecoming arising...

 

When

I appear

As a character

There may seem

A homecoming

Arising...

Quantum Appearances of Nothing...

 

Quantum 

Appearances

Of Separation

Of Nothing..

Quantization:  Energy comes in discrete packets called quanta. This means that light, for example, can behave like a particle (photon) instead of a smooth wave. 

Energy might appear discretely as packets..The appearance of separation..

Wave-particle duality:  Light and matter can exhibit properties of both particles and waves. This challenges our classical understanding of the world where things are either a particle or a wave.

Particles and waves may be a simultaneous appearance..

Uncertainty principle: It is impossible to know both the momentum and position of a particle with perfect precision. The more precisely you know one, the less precisely you can know the other. This fuzziness arises from the inherent nature of the quantum world.

Not-knowing appears as knowing..It is all not-knowing..

Superposition: A quantum system can exist in multiple states simultaneously until it is measured. This means a particle could be in two places at once, which is mind-boggling but has been experimentally verified. 

Measurement is mapping.  The territory is vast, an infinite field of simultaneous states..

Entanglement:  Two quantum particles can become linked in a way that their fates are correlated, no matter how far apart they are.  If you measure one particle, you instantly know the state of the other, even if they are separated by vast distances. This spooky connection has no classical explanation.

Simply, no-separation..

Appearances of Nothing...

When something appears as nothing..

When

Something

Appears as

Nothing

There seems

A gearshift..

A shift to

No gear at all...

The dance...

 

Photo 

by Solveig Larsen

The

Dance is a 

Brief story of

Nothing at all

Amazingly

Or not

Appearing to

Dance...

Road rage...(Nadia-Bolz Weber)..

 

Terrible mercy

It is terrible

Seemingly for

Those saddled

With Limits

Unworthiness

Comparisons..

Forgiveness 

Appears as terrible

In separation's stories...

https://open.substack.com/pub/thecorners/p/road-rage-and-the-unforgivable?r=8upib&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web

Jesus..the placeholder..

 

All 

Good literature

Invites the reader

To be a character..

Perhaps this coaxing

Can shift the

Reader to the character

They have always been..

Literary characters

Are placeholders...

The artist..(Henry Miller)

 

There 

Seems to be 

A certainty

A permanence

In everything..

A conveyance

A gift 

Of the writer

Of the artist...

"What irony to inform the artist what is wrong with his work--as if that mattered! The artist speaks out of his inner certainty, and no matter how far astray he may seem to go, no matter how wild, how erratic his words, he is always a thousand times more right, more true, than those who presume to judge him. If he is an artist. As for the rest, those who call themselves artists, they do not matter."

-- Henry Miller

Birdsong miracles...

 

Birdsongs

On a roadside

Complaining of

The setting sun..

The miracle of

Those birds

Their song 

This story...

Basic stuff...

 

No self

No separate I

Nothing is it..

Said to be

Basic stuff

Of non duality

So

Nothing appears

As I the actor

The character..

That's about it

Which may be

Sufficient...

Free will..yes and no..

 

Free will

Some say yes

Others no..yet

Free will

May appear

In what seems

Happening..

As may those 

Saying

Yes and no..

Such are stories 

Prompted by

Questions of

Free will...

1942

 

1942

Not then

Not now

An appearance..

The end of the

Illusion of

Time and space

Beholding

The beauty of 

The illusion..

Not then

Not now

Not...

Questions of separation...

 

Nothing

Appears

As seeming separation

Without question..

Questions are

Appearances of

Said separation...

Use of pronouns..

 

Pronouns..

The pesky

Pronoun reeks

Of separation

Until it is a

Found as a

Character

On stage...

A signpost..

 

This

Is nothing

Says a signpost..

Ending the search

Or not..either story

Is already 

This...

The dream of Meaning...

 

There is

No meaning

Yet meaning 

Appears..

Meaning is 

Dreamed

Storied and

Synonymous 

With apparent

Separation...

This is the story...

This

Is the story of

The seeker's lament

Or absence..

Either or both

Or neither

This is It...!

Prescriptions..

 

Prescriptions

Abound

Advising a doing

For filling a need

Finding a sought

Filling a gap.. 

But this doing

Seems to ensure

Prescriptions keep

Coming..of course

All already

This...

Burning the codes...

 

Religions

Arise as codings 

Codifying what

Cannot be codified..

Spiritual systems

Follow suit

Self-helps do too..

Suggestions for

Burning the codes

Arise..but

Codes and suggestions

And this narrative..all

Are already This...

Big Bang...

 

No separation

Is unfathomable

With all seeming

Things not separate..

It may seem as the

Big Bang 

Disallowing

Before and after...

Walking...

 

Walking

A  figure

Appears to 

Be walking..

Being walked

Perhaps..

All stories

Seem to be

Walking stories..

May appear as

Freedom...

I am...

 

I am..

I the apparent

"Character"

Am already

Not 2...

I am..

Am is what

Cannot be said..

I is a character

Appearing as what

Cannot be said..

I am..to be short 

Seems to be what

Cannot be said...

What say you..?  😐

Simplicity..(Emily Dickinson)

 

Simplicity

How happy is the little stone

That rambles in the road alone,

And doesn’t care about careers,

And exigencies never fears;

Whose coat of elemental brown

A passing universe put on;

And independent as the sun,

Associates or glows alone,

Fulfilling absolute decree

In casual simplicity.

~~Emily Dickinson

A rosebush...

 

Nothing

May appear 

As a rosebush

Or a train wreck..

The appearance

Is and isn't..

Mystery

Freedom...

End of the seeker..

 

No one

Is seeking

Is the confounding

Perhaps terrifying

End of the seeker

Which the seeker

Does and does not

Desire...