Category Archives: self-realization

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Hoarding

Me, me, me!

A contemporary slogan.

The subconscious, ‘very consciously’ ordering to hoard:

as much as we can,

as often too,

even forecasting the requirement of such self-benefiting actions

and somehow making everything right to achieve such,

ruthlessly adamant in its resolve.

Just look around.

Yeah, me too, also hoarding.

Why?

Is it for security and survival? Is it out of fear? Is out of hedonism?

Manic hoarding? Creative hoarding? Instinctual hoarding? … ???

Hoarding is a ‘feasting’ while the possibility exists, regardless (most are unaware of any impact during the quixotic rush) as long as the feast can continue.

It probably is a constitutional right too, wrapped into another layer of words for some clever jurist to unravel.

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Premise

That

  what you say you are
      you are not.

Now,

  go critique yourself.

(Find who you really are, and who you are not,

and be Criti Cally) 

 base it on That premise
         and not
on what you say you are.

Thought-stream turbulence ahead!

      It's like wearing a garment inside out, 
       for the utter change of it 
       and accompanying perspective and revelation. 
      You should never have to do it
       you should only want to do it.
      Have a look at the 'what' and 'who' now.

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~ Chill&engage

ronlandless entrance1

Haiko is in Magenta

Prelude and epilogue is in Black

 

Think about it. --- Life is not about chilling.
You can slow life to a chill

If you want

Otherwise, engage action
Write, compose, create, talk, jump, do, enjoy, live
Pleasure it.

If you burn it, life returns it

 

*Picture: Pvt collection: 
 Ron Landless' entrance gate, Landless Corner, Zambia
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of did and didn’t do

A few times he did
Many times he didn’t
He doesn’t know why
He had his cry

A grown-up kid
Oh Lord forbid
Still doing what he didn’t
and what he did

Reading this stirs me to choose
This is what I want to do:
Change my old pair of shoes!

Do better
and less of what doesn’t matter

Look ahead, ’cause looking back
always puts me off track

Express what I think
so it doesn’t make anyone flinch

Know you some more
Move on from before

Dance in your joy
Be your happy boy

Embrace your love
Treat you like a dove

Listen when you call
Stop playing only my ball

Understand your pain
Empathy doesn’t shame

Feel your need
and not misread

Explore your dreams
Bathe in your light beams

Unite against your fears
Pioneer your frontier

Join you in distress
Help clear away the mess

Be your other side
A backup on your ride

Return your touch
My senses never get too much

Explore your passion
Confession beneath layered fashion

Answer your questions
Provide some suggestions

Disperse your pain
like blades of a weathervane

Sing along your song
professing loud and strong

Taste your tears
The sweetest salt is here

Treasure your laugh
with full measures, not half

Smile when you smile
mile after mile

Take your hand
Together we stand

Hold you close
Let other’s say “look at those”

Watch you dance
Your movement is my trance

Kiss you to sleep
That’s so romantique

Scent your hair
Stoke this affair

Catch you looking at me
Crazy, like the sting from a fairy bee