Sleep, Bread of Life, Water of Paradise

Aug 17, 2015 23:53

Sleep, Bread of Life, Water of Paradise

Far from me is sorrow,
In the mirror of Reflection,
I see the way to
bring my projects[1] closer to maturity.

Far from me is sorrow,
Beloved of God nameless[2] and Man-kind,
I sleep as worship,
work as transformation of time:

From a trap of the matrices
of dissolving distraction
of antagonism and problem-focus
to building calmly, respect for life:

The way of the human kindness,
The way of prosperity,
The way of multiplication of effort,
Leverage for the good of us both.

--->

References:

Psalms 127 (all 5 verses, but esp. verse 2), Isa. 26:3, Isa. 65:17.

Notes:
  1. Projects are "children"(Ps. 127:3-5) of your conception (ideals, plans, designs), time, conscious efforts, and investment of other resources.
  2. God is "nameless" because it isn't a man-made concept, but rather, the beyondness that informs growth, origin, and development successfully, despite systems of constraint and oppression, stupidity and inhumane judgment[3].
  3. Inhumane judgment: earlier drafts read, "trials unfair to humanity", but that was a compression of a longer story. Inhumane judgment gets to the point, and includes how an individual might often judge themselves very harshly, but also how groups may be judged without evidence (prejudice) or trapped into situations which are hopeless (ghetto philosophy, divide and rule, and prison planet conspiracy are all examples of this).
General notes:

We always have a choice, whether to dwell on problems, or work on construction, creation, or transformation. It becomes easier to transform problems and unfairness into opportunities and prosperity, evolution of the spheres and realms, if we keep coming from the perspective of growth and development, and taking time to pause and reflect on the lighter things of life helps us to reach that.

We all need "many friends" in life... and focusing on being friendly, including foremost being friendly to our own ego and self-image, is the prime way to create both human and habitual "friends" (or eternal habitations, in the latter case).

Updates and Apology:

I had a longer rant in mind but I am learning that those long rants take days to transcribe, so, this is what I can afford right now.

Sorry.

Hope the poem (druggle/dhrgen), references, and notes are of benefit, in any case.

Also, I keep tweaking it every time I re-read it. When I do projects for others, I'm naturally constrained by the fact that I'm charging per time (or demi-time, rather), but for my own projects, they can creep along forever if I don't restrain myself. So this variant is different from the first one I posted, but hopefully better and changed in ways you'd hardly notice.

joy, respect, druggle, dhrgen, love, poem, sleep, fire

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