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let us kiss ourselves goodnight
Posted: May 15th, 2010, 2:45 am
by sonofthesun
my friends we have done so much
and have not done anything
except make it hard
for we have lost ourself
allowed ourselves to become slaves
to something impossible
and strive hard for it
we just add links to the chain
Posted: May 15th, 2010, 3:28 pm
by GodModule
Reminds me of Buddhist doctrine. Our actions and desires add links to the never-ending chain of cause and effect. When we strive to end this cycle, we make the infinite even longer still. Only by embracing the path of non-being can one hope to attain this "unconditioned state." Of course, hope is a desire, too. It's no wonder there's so few Buddhas.
Lovely poem. Very thought-provoking.
Posted: May 16th, 2010, 3:26 pm
by Sarongsongbluez89
GodModule wrote:Reminds me of Buddhist doctrine. Our actions and desires add links to the never-ending chain of cause and effect. When we strive to end this cycle, we make the infinite even longer still. Only by embracing the path of non-being can one hope to attain this "unconditioned state." Of course, hope is a desire, too. It's no wonder there's so few Buddhas.
Lovely poem. Very thought-provoking.
I agree. This piece makes me think of how amazing it is that we can all see and understand these problems/temptations/desires (however you want to word it), but for some reason it's so hard to act on them, or prevent them. But again, we are only humans with an involuntary means to be happy. I'd like to meet an American who can religiously follow the Eight Fold Path.
Nice piece.
thank you
Posted: May 20th, 2010, 12:30 am
by sonofthesun
while most live just for what it seems
there are those that live different
thank you for your posts
and your thoughts
you cant ask for much more
Posted: May 29th, 2010, 12:04 am
by jimboloco
a grain of sand for mother of pearl
Posted: May 29th, 2010, 12:13 am
by stilltrucking
I liked it a lot
but this bit jumped out at me
allowed ourselves to become slaves
Man could ramble a coupe of hundred words on that. I wish I was a poet and had that gift of succinctness.
that is why I admire Camus.
there is freedom in just being aware
like Sisyphus with his rock and roll.