posted August 06, 2017 09:19 PM            

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Originally posted by Kannon McAfee:
[b]Drunken Monkeys*

Nine drunken monkeys showed up for class
learned and literate, they chattered about
all the ambitions and insights they had.
They had one job: count to nine while
walking calmly, quietly,
but they chattered on about all they'd learned;
chattering at each other,
at the walls,
at the air,
doodling pictures and pointing,
grasping at straws for sucking at the air,
for blowing paper thought darts at teacher.
I patiently persist day after day.
For all the learning and ideas are useless
if consciousness remains uncoordinated.

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* "Drunken monkeys" is a term used in Zen to described the chattering of the deliberative mind and its thought streams.

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posted August 07, 2017 04:34 PM            

Greatness is grateful
though humble the package
or unseen the persona
it stands tall among complainers

Goodness is greatful
that way, and others
variations on 'I love you'
sometimes are 'thank you'

Gifted is grateful
as gifts come to us
payed forward or created
expressed gratitude, a returning tide

Doubters when grateful
for something definite
before and behind them
revive the faith of heartfelt feeling

Depressives when grateful
in the black tar of emotion
stretch hands into strands of humor
to join the webwork of light

Seethers when grateful
change their faces, demeanors
and find gifts of new friends
suddenly appear

I am grateful today there is non-judgment in the world
if you see it

I am grateful today for weariness relieved by higher thoughts
by nature's green bounty

I am grateful today each we sparks of the All-In-All
are still all one
if we want to be

posted September 10, 2018 05:05 PM            

It’s often the eyes that feel it first,
transferring pressures to the temples,
going soft, lids descending like
sunsets on the visible world.
The hands show it worst,
that grasping fatigue in the knuckles,
going stiff in half fists unwilling
to ever be fully unfurled.

So exhausting to keep everything.

The art is in the breathing
like you really mean it, like
you feel oxygen’s renewal
available on demand.
The art is in the laughter
that tosses aside all cares,
all pictures of the cruel,
like useless grains of sand.

The hardest work is letting go of anything.

Enshrouding shoulds with maybes,
letting fingers be feathers for a while
and fly free of what we’ve made.

Opening our eyes like babies
agape at this moment’s own arrangement
the innate, the primal dancing in parade.

(c) Kannon McAfee 9 September 2018

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"Drift like a cloud and flow like water, seeing that all life is a magnificent illusion, a playing of energy, and there is absolutely nothing fundamentally to be afraid of." -- Alan Watts

posted February 18, 2019 11:00 PM            

Great work

posted April 13, 2019 03:49 PM            

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"Drift like a cloud and flow like water, seeing that all life is a magnificent illusion, a playing of energy, and there is absolutely nothing fundamentally to be afraid of." -- Alan Watts

posted April 15, 2019 08:28 PM            

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"Drift like a cloud and flow like water, seeing that all life is a magnificent illusion, a playing of energy, and there is absolutely nothing fundamentally to be afraid of." -- Alan Watts

posted April 16, 2019 11:53 AM            

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"Drift like a cloud and flow like water, seeing that all life is a magnificent illusion, a playing of energy, and there is absolutely nothing fundamentally to be afraid of." -- Alan Watts