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Sitting on the cushion, about to write….
a flash: a moment of revelation.
My whole life has been lived
solely to acquire the cultural metaphors
that pepper my writings,
with playful exuberance,
intended to diffuse the
over-seriousness of earnest seekers.
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For liberation is a joyful thing.
We are here to play and dance and sing
And yes – even make puns and crack jokes,
even really-bad ones!
And yes, we can bring seriousness
and conviction to the table when it’s needed,
but pomposity should be pricked
and a light touch often carries the most weight.
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Looking back with the penetrating gaze of hindsight,
not a single moment of the life lived
has been wasted or lacks fruitful engagement.
Seeds have been sown all along the way
and references and analogies and
coincidences bubble up and flower
just as needed to appear on the page.
It is harvest time in the fields of a ripe old age.