Jump to content
IndiaDivine.org

In The Garden

Rate this topic


Guest guest

Recommended Posts

i have not been raped physically, but I have been raped countless times

in my

soul,

this morning is just one moment, raw and bleeding and shattered,

 

....within an inch of my life, the alpha and omega of Love and Life

 

We can die again and again and again in this moment. It is all

preparation for

the last breath we

shall breathe, and with our last breath we do not go gently in that good

night..... or do.....

 

Love,

Ana

 

P: Could it be that all that suffering

is self inflicted? Just the meat you feed

to the beast of your poetry. All this

self-drama of Ana, stimulates her muse,

without it, the poetry she inflicts

on other will stop.

 

 

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Nisargadatta , Pete S <pedsie4 wrote:

>

> i have not been raped physically, but I have been raped countless

times

> in my

> soul,

> this morning is just one moment, raw and bleeding and shattered,

>

> ...within an inch of my life, the alpha and omega of Love and Life

>

> We can die again and again and again in this moment. It is all

> preparation for

> the last breath we

> shall breathe, and with our last breath we do not go gently in that

good

> night..... or do.....

>

> Love,

> Ana

>

> P: Could it be that all that suffering

> is self inflicted? Just the meat you feed

> to the beast of your poetry. All this

> self-drama of Ana, stimulates her muse,

> without it, the poetry she inflicts

> on other will stop.

>

Hi Pete,

 

i met Ana today during a continiuous dying.....through the breath of

Self....

 

the world changed so....

 

thanks to life

 

Marc

Link to comment
Share on other sites

-

Pete S

Nisargadatta

Thursday, February 02, 2006 10:09 AM

In The Garden

 

 

i have not been raped physically, but I have been raped countless times

in my

soul,

this morning is just one moment, raw and bleeding and shattered,

 

...within an inch of my life, the alpha and omega of Love and Life

 

We can die again and again and again in this moment. It is all

preparation for

the last breath we

shall breathe, and with our last breath we do not go gently in that good

night..... or do.....

 

Love,

Ana

 

P: Could it be that all that suffering

is self inflicted? Just the meat you feed

to the beast of your poetry. All this

self-drama of Ana, stimulates her muse,

without it, the poetry she inflicts

on other will stop.

 

 

What moves, levels you to the ground, makes you kneel,

makes you cry out with pain for love, it is as simple as the

breath you breathe, your own life Pete.

 

you are a poet, amoung other things, all of it come in the grab bag of one

life.

 

I am many things that break me and make me As I Am.

 

I make no excuses. Never have. Never will. I am Life.

 

Ana

 

 

 

 

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You are posting as a guest. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

Loading...
×
×
  • Create New...