WEEKLY WTF
10-30-23 Edition
Nature & Shit ~ Forest Birthing
It’s not a thing. But fuck it.
Humility Rocks
How can a tree grow,
directly from a rock?
How can we grow,
if we only defend and talk?
Our desire must be tiny,
to fill a minuscule crack.
Our aversion must be stunted,
to minimize the stack.
We don’t need to feel tall,
so that we may see.
Shorties don’t fear a fall,
nor does this pine tree.
Tall trees are vulnerable,
wind can topple their ass.
Better to be a tree humble,
or perhaps a blade of grass.
There is something here,
I am trying to convey.
Soften the ego’s trunk,
so that you can sway.
Root out low self esteem,
don’t bend or mumble.
Stand tall just as you are,
a proud tree but be humble.
A tree that’s too tall,
covers others in shade.
Stay close to the earth,
and watch the giants fade.
The tree of ego,
is how we get our sun.
You don’t have to be tall,
in order to have fun.
The root of desire,
is a way the mind can drink.
But you’re more than that,
you are not what you think.
It’s about who you are,
not what you fucking know.
So carry on little pine tree,
be yourself and simply grow.
You Already Know
Keep it simple.
Humility
There is a fine line between low self esteem and humility.
Let Go
It’s amazing how reality fruits,
colors and oceans flow.
Only the smallest part do we see,
only the tiniest bit do we know.
We try to puzzle it out some,
we gather all our facts.
We think we know a thing or two,
but mostly it’s all just cracks.
Perhaps because of knowing,
we do not see what’s there.
An obscuring crust of opinion,
but go ahead and stare.
Maybe this subtle mystery,
eludes our very sight.
An eye cannot see itself,
a string needs the kite.
Perhaps it’s not in the fruit,
it’s the fact that we perceive.
Reality is our garden,
or a blanket that we weave.
If we give up on the search,
and sink back into the “I”.
All we will see is ourselves,
in the cotton candy sky.
A seer is required to see,
only a knower can know.
Don’t think just remember,
it’s all you just fucking let go.
Lucid Dreaming
The how’s and the whys.
Alrighty, well… have the week you want not the week you’re given. It’s up to you. You’re the one livin’.
Toodaloo
