The Hero's Attendant

The Hero’s Attendant

What meaneth this or that?   Conversation is oral sex

There is struggle and seeking of the unruly blissful whirlwind of transformation

Dark night and dark green evergreen tree stretches to the sky

Then lies down ill in a bed

Gnomish dark-haired woman is the spirit of the tree

Seeking the hive I find it exposed and on fire but inside

First inside a van full of books, then inside an old and large store

Yet still aflame – what of the hivemates?

Dreams, thoughts, desires, and all else gather here on the pallet

   without too much or too little structure

The meaning balances with the flow,

   pattern recognition with the transfer of energy

Thoughts ride on the Wind

What is there to know?

Body, Feelings, Mind, and the Figments of Mind

Know is not the best word. We can only watch, observe, listen

Formulating these observations into models is the way of science

     but the way of meditation is to choose method over goal of method

What will become of us?

Will we transform and grow?

Will we die as confused as now?

Will we continue our charades and follies?

 

Balance. Equanamity. Impartiality. Evenness of Mind.

How can we invoke the unswayable?

We who cultivate the energy of longing

May we subtly channel it into aspiration

May this aspiration feed us and pervade our memory

May the hero of awakening be ever our companion