Bulldozing the Wall Down

STORY

Found a wall so strong and old
So strong and old it was overlooked
Set itself perfectly, comfortably
On a spot well covered up for ages

So finally I saw the wall
Time to celebrate beauty that could be
Once the wall was broken, new possibilities procured
But the debris remained and became a new wall

Cracked and absurd.
Confused and frustrated.


WALLS

There are so many walls around
Always noticed, always found
But they're mostly yours, not mine
I took noticed but not so enough

It seems to me year after year
I waited to find my wall
But why did I wait for mine
And searched for the walls of others?

Detachment and understanding?
Hands dirty, hands clean.


MINE

Created by model bricks of fearful red
Form some illusion of bright and fun
Its just an uneasy pile of stones
Cemented layer after layer with ego

Sometimes the wall fails to function
Walls in other shapes and sizes
Paddle the intruding elements up and down
Long and hard creates a painful, gaping hole

Hit by the ball to the quick,
Quick be quick in wall's constructive deception.


BULLDOZE
Ego

Impressive walls have jealous scribbles upon it
Inspiring negativity as the instinctive mind always knows
Differentiating the stone from the flesh
Impressive 'flesh' has always beget impressive 'flesh'

The need for acquiring acceptance and agreement
Conquers the need for painting truth, liberation
Impressive walls is the symbol of subjection
Impressive 'flesh' is the oxymoron of chance

Subjugation to others/
Faithfulness to self


BULLDOZE
Uneasy

Right from opening the front door
It's just me and what I think
Not you, not them, not invisible man
I can know but I cannot Care

Caring is like giving out chains to keymasters
Caring about opinions in the labelling sense
What possible reason can justify Caring?
None but only to satisfy the ego's image

Expression without ego =
Depiction of true precision


BULLDOZED

My obligations, my duties, my choices dissected
More but discomforting, unnecessary
Love does not require sacrifice
Love is appreciation and understanding

My comforts, my prerogatives procrastination dissolved
Never do more than you really want to do
Better than whining silently
Building up a hurricane of resent

Your body sometimes know better
Your sacrifice sometimes harms others



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The Heavy Heart/The Growing Ego

I opened it with growing anticipation.
My mind has stopped and only expectation remained.
I want something good but anything could be bad.
Except what I desired, Astounding.
It became not about the object but about my self-image.
It became all about whether I was good or was bad.
One item could bring down my sense of worth.
One item could reign supreme against all other occasions.
Just because it is the most recent occurence.
One reason could neglect all others in the rage of insecurity.
Began by the Ego, craved by the weak.
It is easier to let go to nasty suspicions.
To lay upon others the job to affirm the lazy spirit.

It was ALL irrational, illogical...

(I opened it with anticipation.
Knowing full well that the box was old although it was heavy.
It would be grand to have something good, but 'bad' only does exist for the pessimist.
I know it can be Astounding, and if it wasn't, the next would be.
My Self has nothing to do with all that happens.
My Self is that distant observer watching it all.
All time - past, present, future - is the same to my Self.
Every reason equates to all others to infinity.
Began by the Heart, the true position.
The Ego blocks the heart which in turns, the mind.
And it is impossible to think at full Self.)

~

My Love, thank you for being my muse.

Ea..Sy ?

You are enslaved to the Ego,
When you have something to prove,
To someone, to something & everything.
The Enlightened state does not require
Justification and approbation
From all around.
Seeks only the Self's truth,
Which philosophically thus mathematically
Equates to the universal truth.
That Self-righteous anger
When someone does not comprehend
And you cannot explain well - not calm,
Stems from Egoistic strivings belonging
Only to the inSecure Self.

You get pissed with your stammering,
Frustrating in its unfulfilling nature.
You feel maligned when you know so well
Absolute logic collapses in conceitedness.
You can explain from now till the end of time,
And conceit will still hinder the path to understanding.
Your frustration comes from your inability
To perform to potential.
But the impotency only comes from
Being overwhelmed by seeming impossibility.
Who really cares if it is impossible?
Do we really want them to agree with us?
Do we really believe they can, whole-heartedly?
Only a miraculous opening can allow for such departure
From their safety zone,
From their illogic arising from illogic.

Truth is we just want to stroke our Ego.
We want to display our tremendous intelligence.
We want to prove a point.
We do not mean well.
We do not care.
It is time to move on from that inSecure world.
It is not even about Secure or inSecure.
The Enlightened position is a pure position.
You understand, you move.
You do not attribute
Anything to the Ego or quantify the Self.

I have to pay more attention to the reality of things.
I do what I do regardless of anyone.
And I do not need to answer to anyone really.
So what is in-between is truly...

A big waste of time.