Truth/Sky Questions

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> In the deepest sense, in the deepest truth of our being, once

> we have experienced seeing the falseness of ourselves and lived

> through the dark night of the soul, we understand what life is.

>

> We have become its truth, and with that knowing, we have no choice

> but to live as though we mattered. How? By touching one another as

> deeply and as lovingly as possible. With these words from our

heart.

>

> With words that speak of love.

>

>

> Anna

>

>

 

 

 

 

Mystification, Anna?

 

 

 

 

 

And when you're angry, Anna?

 

And when you're feeling malicious, Anna?

 

And when you're feeling greed, lust or fear, Anna?

 

What do you, Anna, do?

 

Just tune out?

 

Or express it?

 

 

Too hollow, Anna.

 

 

And if that is love,

 

What's the difference

 

Between before and after

 

this dramatic change

 

you speak of?

 

 

 

" Before enlightenment,

 

fetch water, chop wood,

 

after enlightenment,

 

fetch water, chop wood " ?

 

 

Too hollow, Anna.

 

 

And since you're beyond

 

dialog, Anna:

 

 

Love is not beyond dialog.

 

 

Beyond dialog is only

 

 

 

Mystification.

 

 

 

And mystification is a form of

 

 

 

Deception

 

 

(anger, vengeance, alienation)

 

 

 

I invite you to get real and show

 

what love is: not the ego you

 

so proudly proclaim.

 

 

For me, love is warm

 

not remote,

 

gentle,

 

not explosive

 

and exhibitionistic.

 

 

 

Dearest Sky,

 

I almost missed this post.

 

You think I have not offered dialog Sky? Am I not the moon to the

sun and stars to your sky? You are the clouds reflecting on my

water.

 

I ask you: What do you want from me sky?

 

My marrow? I'm already just about picked clean by the

buzzards of Hinckley. But whatever is left, I give you.

 

The human emotions are always lurking, almost as if in memory, as if

chance and circumstance navigate under the peaceful stars and find a

shore that I break my craft upon; but yes, these old friends of

mine: anger, frustration, pity, fatigue, frustration, a feeling of

alienation by wanting more, vengeance, though, you'd have to ask the

ones who know if they felt I was; so yes, I just invite them in for

a tea, now that I know they hold no power over me. Strange

bedfellows all. I don't wallow in the praise and adulation or the

blame or the shame. I don't wallow, let anger fester to become

rage, I've never been greedy but you'd have to ask those who know

me. I've seen fear in myself, but am I fearful when I face it?

 

There's always self-perception, and what the 'other'such as SKY

thinks and feels about " Anna " . Sometimes they meet, sometimes the

paths diverge, at times parallel, and often crash and burn into one

another.

 

Where does sky meet the earth but in the horizon...

 

Anna