shakti
- the fire elf
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- the fire elf
- Posts: 7300
- Joined: Fri Jul 30, 2004 10:43 pm
- Burning Since: 2002
- Location: nation
kali speaks
why do you want to be a king?
how is a king different from an elf?
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someone who does not run
toward the allure of love walks
a road where nothing lives.
but this dove here senses
the love-hawk floating above
and waits and will not be driven
or scared to safety.
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the way of love is not
a subtle argument.
the door there is devastation.
birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
how do they learn that?
they fall, and falling,
they're given wings.
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love comes with a knife, not some
shy question, and not with fears
for it's reputation! i say
these things disinterestedly. accept them
in kind. love is a madman,
working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains, drinking poison,
and now quietly choosing annihilation.
a tiny spider tries to wrap an enormous wasp.
there are love stories,
and then there is obliteration into love.
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your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror
up to where you're bravely working.
expecting the worst, you look, and instead,
here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see.
your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
if it where always a fist or always stretched open,
you would be paralyzed.
your deepest presence is in every small
contracting and expanding,
the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated
as birdwings.
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if you love love,
look for yourself.
-quotes from rumi
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(i have been finding that a short-cut to finding myself is to give myself over to loving and trusting someone else. in the goodness of that love, i can see Oneness much more quickly, in concentric rings expanding from myself, to my partner, my child, our family, my community, and the world.)
how are you?
psalm
how is a king different from an elf?
*************************************
someone who does not run
toward the allure of love walks
a road where nothing lives.
but this dove here senses
the love-hawk floating above
and waits and will not be driven
or scared to safety.
**********************************
the way of love is not
a subtle argument.
the door there is devastation.
birds make great sky-circles
of their freedom.
how do they learn that?
they fall, and falling,
they're given wings.
***********************************
love comes with a knife, not some
shy question, and not with fears
for it's reputation! i say
these things disinterestedly. accept them
in kind. love is a madman,
working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes,
running through the mountains, drinking poison,
and now quietly choosing annihilation.
a tiny spider tries to wrap an enormous wasp.
there are love stories,
and then there is obliteration into love.
*****************************************************
your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror
up to where you're bravely working.
expecting the worst, you look, and instead,
here's the joyful face you've been wanting to see.
your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.
if it where always a fist or always stretched open,
you would be paralyzed.
your deepest presence is in every small
contracting and expanding,
the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated
as birdwings.
*************************
if you love love,
look for yourself.
-quotes from rumi
***********************************
(i have been finding that a short-cut to finding myself is to give myself over to loving and trusting someone else. in the goodness of that love, i can see Oneness much more quickly, in concentric rings expanding from myself, to my partner, my child, our family, my community, and the world.)
how are you?
psalm
instantiate vacuous truth
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