TORCELLO: Reflections on an Affirmative Path 3
John Torcello
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Copyright 2009 John W. Torcello
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faster than the speed of light.
the speed of thought.
not chemical,
not electrical,
no sparks of neurons.
not of the brain,
but, faster than
Einstein’s mathematics...
concepts...
right-brained,
intuitive,
feelings,
based in nothing.
emotive response.
knowing.
deep inside,
a connection
to something else,
somewhere else:
a flash...
all encompassing.
more meaning
than a calculation.
faster
than a theory
of light.
human-like capability.
experience;
at the speed of love.
allow this idea
to infiltrate
your life.
play with it,
manipulate it.
feel its weight,
its texture.
use the hands
and fingers
of your mind,
feel it
in your everyday
moments of living.
look at it,
around it,
through it;
consider
all its implications.
imagine the power,
this thing called love...
we all have the predilection.
only need to let it be...
to demonstrate its speed
and force.
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I am not in a weakened state.
skills, capabilities
and ideas,
not diminished
nor lessened.
energy,
time...
not wasted.
not fruitless.
not disappearing
from the stage of life.
contributions.
not worthless,
not valueless....
I am not sinking.
I am floating;
on a river of clouds;
riding the flying carpet...
I have much to offer;
much more to give.
I am deeper.
more absorbed.
stories engrossing,
cunning, and artful.
my message is penetrating.
uncomfortably intellectual?
no. hearty, wholesome,
and beneficial.
I have touched people,
people in places I knew;
and, I never knew.
I keep moving.
not forced,
a gentler pace.
natural, rooted and powerful;
persistent,
like water,
like a relentless flow...
over, around, under, or through;
seldom stopped
for very long...
employing,
attaining,
whatever it takes.
patience.
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the portion of life
spent during sleep.
the world of dreams
opens to me.
I go there with anticipation;
unafraid and safe.
those dreams.
profound in their absurdity,
like a fairy tale.
significant portions of life
occur in
and during
the sleep dimension.
discounting their value.
think sleep is merely
a time for rest
and rejuvenation;
the dream-like state,
an existence there too;
valid and important.
dreams,
mystery best-sellers,
stories, full of clues.
use this time.
sleep and dreams,
to prepare.
unlike the
so-called ‘real’ world.
try out
most crazy notions.
no cost
to relationships,
situations, or yourself
test,
observe,
separate,
peer into your soul;
commit to a determination...
to act differently...
once you ‘wake up’.
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a heart filled with creative passion.
the key
to unlocking the mind;
led around for years;
round and round,
by ignorance.
science-like sets of proofs,
experiments,
methods for establishing
conscious sets
of mindless activities.
those guidelines for living;
centered,
sadly,
on ignoring
true reality.
true reality being love.
apply creative passion.
use it,
a means for breaking free
from concepts,
confining,
dualisms,
created for,
and by, yourself.
let go.
of notions:
partiality,
prejudice,
constructed
on the basis
of class
or categories.
unblind yourself.
to the respect and praise
deserving of other individuals’
graceful acts;
without judgment
of their supposed
good or bad nature.
observe.
see more clearly;
open to
feeling the pain
in their suffering
in its simplest terms.
transformation...
realization...
love.
practiced as creative passion,
it sets me free,
to do the work,
to live out my life.
unraveling further,
the truth
I already know,
inside;
and doing
what I should,
one day to the next.
we can try,
together.
making things a little better
for everyone.
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my perceived place.
in the nature
and perspective
of my relationship
to younger people.
no relationship?
scares me,
makes me feel separated,
distant,
and non-essential:
to what’s happening,
to where things
seem to be headed.
relationship competitive?
share good feelings,
vim and vigor;
but grasping at straws,
full of delusion.
I know better.
physical energy,
must use smartly and efficiently;
their sheer force,
their power,
their determination,
can easily overwhelm me.
relationship conditioned
by the degree and depth
of my past experience?
serve as a beacon.
help them, lead,
scared as well,
responsibilities
rely on
my insights,
my comments,
and my thoughts,
sometimes
used as clues
to their own life;
a position that
can easily
go very wrong.
not one
of these
relationships
are complete.
I find myself,
participating,
simultaneously,
in all three.
sometimes,
it's best to take pause.
breathe and settle down.
take stock,
where I am,
implications,
thoughts, and actions.
consider expectations.
sometimes retreat.
face the present moment,
don't get caught up
conjuring up dramas
of striking at windmills.
instead,
find the way.
implement,
through choices,
intellect, knowledge,
what's in my heart,
that,
which is right.
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serenity now!...
thank you, frank costanza...
for clearness,
calmness.
a cool, level head...
composure.
it's easy for others to judge,
confuse this serene state
with inactivity, submission,
a resolve toward
a lack of initiative.
true process of serenity,
glimpses
now and then,
bursts of flavor,
flashes of sights,
superb tastes,
glorious new combinations:
imagined sounds,
supple sensations,
wonderful smells and smiles...
that really don't exist.
bliss!
it shines through the madness,
the idiocy.
the Dalai Lama said...
"If you lose, don't lose the lesson.".
pulling into the station,
find a parade of excuses,
finger pointing.
finger finally turned
round back
toward myself.
an engagement with things,
things I can do something about.
when,
and how.
an interconnectedness.
no more mental oxidation,
no more rusting of the heart.
strength through patience,
quiet, determination,
action, and balance;
with others,
with truth,
unravelling,
day by day.
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carrying unnecessary baggage.
not talking about the pounds,
I know I need to shed.
talking about
left over poundage,
of feelings,
of displeasure,
irritation.
over past acts and comments;
I continue to hold on to,
long past,
for no productive reason at all.
time to clean house.
I have moved on,
these feelings, these acts.
recalled, analyzed,
worked through them.
now, I work each day
to overcome
arising same sorts
of acts and feelings.
time to take
a trip to the dump.
bury all this this garbage away
once and for all.
let it rot
in a heap.
where it belongs.
I'll move more lightly,
quickly,
with better facility.
look...
no longer there;
gone...
no more potential;
no longer an irritant
new found space inside.
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practicing for a performance.
I sit,
reminded
how live concerts
are like the mandalas.
so much work,
so much care,
so much effort,
a momentary creation,
the realization
of an exquisite work;
then, it’s gone...