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Tuesday, June 21, 2016

a rose is just a flower...


    a rose is just a flower. 
    this is what we say when we are
    depressed or when we don't know
    what to do but feel we have to do
    something with this just a flower or
    when it comes out of a context or
    from a person where we feel unsafe
    or unwell.
    otherwise a rose is a rose and not just
    a rose- the same as us it is a
    manifestation of what we can call god
    or love.
    the same goes for just physical or just
    sex or just a horse or just me.
    it is not there, this just.
    our bodies are neither cars to be   
    driven nor vehicles for a higher being,
    they are in all their imperfection
    manifestations of spirit in matter
    and carry the seed and revelation
    of karma and cosmic work and 
    are love's work.
    the body is not a temple or rather 
    it is not more a temple than a rose.
    it is not only how i feel life streaming
    in chakras, even smell it, touch it, this
    river- it all is a wonder appearing in 
    impermanence. 

    imagination is not to be there as 
    surrogate for life, please, but to
    open and illuminate.
    are humans dirtier than roses?
    i guess yes, a matter of personal  
    definition, they live longer and
    it colors their metabolism.
    nothing is as we may want it,
    but all is a real wonder, real.
    from an inner point i can say there
    is no matter as matter and spirit are 
    one: this is true but easier
    from the side of spirit, i know i am
    matter, perishable and follow gravity.

    so can we get rid of pseudo-religion
    telling us body is low, emotions are
    poison, to serve god is high...
    the servant's bible..
    what i wish to express is that love and
    god if you wish didn't rank and give
    marks and values- all is there through
    and in and manifest.

    without emotions we may be
    smiling all the time-
    or maybe not.
    to clear destructive reactions is
    important, though not to react 
    can be denial.
    
    we cannot love all but embrace more
    than we thought possible.
    can we let love flow through and 
    between us?

    when we will be naked in all ways,
    can it mean i like you here, with me,
    you are ok, i will protect you, 
    sometimes you are horrible but 
    i embrace you, i have enough love in
    me flowing to welcome you, i
    share. or is this just sex ?
    which is also ok or it wouldn't exist,
    just as woodpeckers and rhinos
    and crocodiles, ok.
    
    good evening.
   
    
    
    
   
     


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