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Month: June 2025

Absolute Nonsense

Today’s Krishnamurti-inspired question: is evil the ultimate result or end-game of a gradual reduction in good, or is evil the ultimate result of a gradual reduction in evil, the end being a state in which good or evil is absolutely and only itself, being absolutely absent from the other?

Are they in fact (or perhaps only in perception) just two ends of the same stick, or two separate conditions from which neither can ever arise? If that’s the case, since most believe that something cannot come from nothing, i.e., unless there is a causeless cause somewhere, whether divine or otherwise pre-existing, where are the seeds of either found in the first place?

Is the answer that neither exists in the absolute? Or is the question, “Is there really an absolute at all?”

If that’s the case, since nothing that is not absolute can possibly ever recognize or understand the absolute, does any absolute – like perfect, ever, never, always, omniscience, omnipresence, omnipotence, etc. – actually exist anywhere outside our limited, non-absolute minds? Just because we want to believe in something larger, grander, more permanent, or at least slightly more purposeful and directed than our own miserable, small, petty, useless, and mostly very mundane existence, doesn’t make it so.

If there IS an absolute, whether it exists only in our minds or not, isn’t choosing one end of the stick versus the other always the wrong choice?

And how would you know, unless you know? And if you know, how could it be absolute?

04 Jun 2025

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Wake Up: gwawdonyn hir

Wake up! The dawn is slowly creeping
behind the darkness. Just stop sleeping.
Dry those nightmare tears; end your weeping,
else your other dreams worth keeping
lose momentum and never see the light.
Right now is the only time to fight.
Please heed your urgent alarm’s beeping.

Wake up! There is not much time to lose.
You are defined by the path you choose,
not how you echo the world’s sad news
or crumble with each impact or bruise.
With every breath you must either stand or fall,
and only now exists for us all.
There is no option for you to snooze.

04 Jun 2025

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The Pursuit of Happiness: gwawdodyn

To pursue happiness is the dream
America is built on, it seems.
The constant search, living beyond our means,
an old wineskin stretched at the seams.

But God help those who try and succeed:
we have a psychological need,
not to deny winning in terms of wealth,
but to hate any whose words and deeds

suggest real success is in the mind,
that toys and treasures you may find
outside yourself can never feed your soul,
and gold that glitters leaves you blind

to what in this life really matters.
Success is not served on gold platters,
nor is it found by taking more and more.
There is no pit, and no ladder.

03 Jun 2025

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Good Morning: gloss (glosa)

In these times you have to be an optimist to open your eyes when you awake in the morning – Carl Sandburg

You say you’re woke because your eyes
are open and you’re out of bed,
and yet describing what you see, you fail
to see yourself and choose instead
to catalog the failings of the world
that won’t conform to how you feel
and what you really want to see,
since reality has no appeal.

Your eyes are open, but you’re blind;
the world is what it’s always been.
It spins around each morning
and repeats itself, again.

You wonder why so few around
seem to believe your point of view,
without the benefit of your insight
or the mirror looking back at you.

You say, “Wake up!” to those who sleep,
“and smell the coffee’s sweet perfume,”
but disregard the fact that some
see more than just your tiny room
where stranger creatures come and go
to satisfy your cravings,
and make the world a better place
and something good worth saving.

02 JUN 2025

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Nothing Left to Lose: ghazal

When you first discover love, you find something to lose;
not quite yourself, a place apart that you’re afraid to lose.

But then you realize that time itself is meaningless and small,
an artificial sense of space too infinite to lose.

Inside each single moment, in that space between your breaths,
exists an entire universe where we find what we lose.

There is no separation between you and your beloved;
illusions of both time and space become just tools you lose.

And as the lines evaporate, observer and observed
become an integrated, simple thing with nothing left to lose.

02 Jun 2025

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