The Oros

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Jesse
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The Oros

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The worlds sorrows are painted in past tense tomorrows
and I always forget just where I am.
Could I ask the point and be bestowed with a glimpse that surpasses the unsurpassable?
What I ask for is something far beyond meddling mundane sensibilities.

And I know.. and I remember..
No such knowledge will ever be bestowed upon someone like me.

Ouroboros.

This is what I imagine as I ponder the painful reality in which we find ourselves.
This life which is sustained by the consumption of countless other lives,
and yet no thought is ever given, and yet no respect is ever paid.

The moment we truly comprehend that which we are, and how it is that we can be..
We find ourselves in ruin. Reduced to a nihilistic madness from which there is no escape.

Often I care too deeply, and yet at other times my hate and madness eat me alive.

Sometimes I wish I had never seen these truths.
Could a divine entity genuinely exist in such a cruel and harsh reality?
I struggle to see how that could be.
In fact, I hate the part of myself that wishes for such an easy convenience.


Someone once said it is the duty of humanity to widen our circle of embrace for all of nature, and for all living beings
But how to do such a thing?
When the very essence of this reality requires that we stomp, conquer, rape, destroy, and consume those lives in order to preserve our own.

I often wonder why I am here and it's not that I think we have some inherent purpose to fulfill,
rather what is it even possible to do while keeping in mind the harsh nature of this place we find ourselves in?

Ouroboros.

Ouroboros
Come and take me
Before my heart wavers
And I fall to my true nature..

Because my nature..
Our nature..
Nature is

Ouroboros.
The cost of a thing is the amount of what I call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.
-Henry David Thoreau
muni
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Re: The Oros

Post by muni »

Thank you Jesse for this inspiring creativity.

Mind creates samsara mind creates nirvana
Dancing shadows of compassionate light.

From where comes my craziness?
Careless respectless me me me
This circling around again and again?

Mind has no substance
Mind abides nowhere
All abides in Mind!
How crazy is this grasping!

I am never far from those with faith
Or even those without it
Though they do not see me.
My children will always
Always
Be protected by my compassion.
* * * Pema Jungne * * * :buddha1: :heart:
Conversely, viewing the self as a mere convention or as a designated label for our dynamic stream of experience - consciousness in relation to the body and the world - is in harmony with the interdependent and impermanent nature of reality; and leads to a state of well-being grounded in wisdom, altruism, compassion, and inner freedom.
https://www.matthieuricard.org/en/blog/ ... he-self--2

Simplicity reveals the nature of the mind behind the veil of restless thoughts.
https://www.matthieuricard.org/en/blog/ ... plicity--2
cjdevries
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Re: The Oros

Post by cjdevries »

Wonderful poem, thank you.
"Please call me by my true names so I can wake up; so the door of my heart can be left open: the door of compassion." -Thich Nhat Hanh

"Ask: what's needed of you" -Akong Rinpoche
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