thoughts
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The Monkey and the Tree
Your thoughtschatter like a monkey. You are not the monkey. You are themagnificent,stately,ancient tree,reaching to the clouds,rooted in the earth,offering shade,silent,strongand wise, through whose branchesraces the monkey. Shrug your massive branches,and let the monkey fall to the forest floor.He is… Continue reading
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Mere Visitors
I can observe my thoughtsand realize that they are only thoughts,without actuality or substance,momentary visitors,some familiar, some strange,some welcome, some not. I can stop mistakingthese thoughts for me. "Hello," I say,and more so,"Goodbye.Goodbye." Text and image © 2012 by Dirk… Continue reading
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Stopping by My Mind on a Spring Evening
Whose thoughts are these?I think I know.He dwells within the crawlspace, though.I often find him mewling near,obsessing concepts, theories, fear,postures old and long of tooth,and seldom grounded in the truth. No time have I for thoughts like these,for I have… Continue reading
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Your Thoughts
A constant parade of thoughts–your thoughts–passses by your front porch: anxious thoughts, angry thoughts, fearful thoughts… You nod to some,wave to others,but you do not have to invite them in. Let them grumble on without you. Text and image © 2012 by Dirk… Continue reading
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Flotsam
Dis-identifyfrom your thoughts.You are not the things you think. Thoughts are your mind at work– often obsessed, often distracted, often distressed, often wrong. Your thoughts are not you;they are games your mind playsto amuse itself. Let… Continue reading