We all
and all we have
is the potential to be
extraordinary
in the best and worst
possible senses
no flattery of the ego possible
when beautiful
nor judgment and doom
when ugly
two faces of the same reality
which ones makes you happier
is the better question
which one do you feel closer
to your true nature?
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Your other
has a problem
you ponder over
finger pointing outside in
and so do you
over and over again
the same problem you see
has deep roots in you too
how to understand it in a way
that makes you love it
love him, her out of it
lend your arms
that is where grace sits
she is the quiet mother
that knows loving equally,
in her we find unity.
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My key for non-demonizing others:
The understanding they’re
here to help me.
Whatever they’re doing
They’re enhancing my experience
Of who I am and who I’m not
They’re loving me
in a very wide sense
I don’t yet understand.
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When I know I am beautiful
Yet I can’t be that with you
Here’s your key
to see through the ugly.
We’re all beautiful
But don’t show it always
Too exhausting maybe
Or too many misunderstandings
about our role here.
Being ugly may be easy
As a way to avoid be.
That is non living
I should pity me
And look into changing
Rain my beauty
Closer to you
Closer to always
Without distinctions
And aims for sanctity.
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Raining inside
so much compost to transform
in me, hopefully
to turn into a more beautiful
flower soon
beautiful for you
to look forward to.
I am not raining my beauty on you
Trapped and wondering if it’s me
Probably
Again the one not able to see
Clearly
How you are showing a mirror to me.
All I can think of is say no
Give me some time
To speak to the mirror
Without hurting you
That is the last thing I’d want to do
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Waking up beautiful memories
Some beauty is always there
Even in the darkest past
If you open to see it
A change of lens is sometimes
All that is needed
To rediscover our capacity
To see beauty
And give back humanity
To our constructed enemy.
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Let it be done
Accepting the reality and understanding
Is not passive resistance
But looking with the eyes of grace
On every little thing
Or big coming your way.
It is there for a reason
That another you in you has created
To take you up to a higher level of understanding
Even though sometimes through its opposite
That makes you miserable and unhappy.
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Scapegoating
Sister game with blaming
finding somebody/anybody
at the root of all evil
starting with poor Eve
what if the judge places himself
in the role of the goat
as another role to play
and what if we sacrificed the goat
on the altar of our common humanity
and ate it
we could have a feast
around common meals
and she’d do the work inside
next time when ready to judge
try this instead
it could have been me.
what if it was me?
the only logic is unity.
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I am becoming me
Free
Finally
What a long journey has been
What a painful walk through
labyrinths of fears.
My friends,
-physically and metaphorically,
feel free to visit me
I’ll recognize
and love you
into disappearing.
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I am becoming
of age and of beauty.
Realizing that all the ugliness
Was in fact borrowed,
Like other things.
I am working on this
I still don’t believe
Your saying it
When coming along.
But, thank you
For putting it so clearly.
I’ll get there sooner or later.
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Challenge
I am wrestling with me
Every single day I’m awake
My closest Lover I should be
And toughest do I play.
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How to work
on the inadequacy
of my being here
in this body and reality
caught up in expectations
and attachments
when all I really need is be free
roaming under stars
trying to find a more beautiful
version of me
computers are a clue
maybe
there’s always a better version in time
evolution is speeding up
let’s work the same on the inside.
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I want to be beautiful
That is:
I want to be able to see
Able to look back at you
With the eyes of love,
Best disguise for beauty.
I want to understand
what molded
The beauty in you
Maybe in it there’s a clue
For me.
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my unity
with what I don’t like
is my night time exercise.
take the persons I found irritating
and look at the source of irritation in me
is it me hidden deep
the me I don’t like
when I see so clearly?
The version of me I would
like to outgrow from,
how to do it while
loving you in the process
is the big query.
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