(Part of series, "Cannabis, and Creative Cognition." Ref: Leafly.com "Gorilla Glue #2"
Lost in an idealism,
bound
for relentless punishment;
aways looking
for a light
behind the light,
we all strive
for the majestic,
the transcendent,
the awe.
In each dark outcome
we keep seeking stars,
and hope,
and see beauty,
when clouds block
the sun.
And when our candle
flickers out,
when we have had
our day,
our epic will continue
though our part
has been played.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cFKeV-slkHU
(Part of the series, "Cannabis, and Creative Cognition". Ref: Leafly.com "Super Silver Haze"
Unobtrusive,
the garden gate
hovered
at the edge
of awareness:
entering was more of
a merge
than an opening.
The corners were indistinct,
shimmering
with the promise
of something...
something more,
beyond.
Blossoms suggested themselves,
through vibration,
not colour and scent.
The tree leaves
stirred softly,
as though driven
by gentle laughter.
Overhead,
should one dare look,
the cosmos
spoke of forever,
and replaced belief
with endless truth.
(Part of series, "Cannabis, and Creative Cognition". Ref: leafly.com "Gorilla Glue 2")
...and everything
that happened,
and is happening,
and will happen,
is receding...
...and the realization
of inevitable,
and eternal,
g r a d u a l l y
blossoms,
and becomes
what is:
forever
receding...
Welcome, and Namaste
Greetings fellow travellers,
For you American friends visiting, you will notice that this old Canadian uses Canadian English in this blog: kindly bear with me. As I blog primarily on subjects that are vitally interesting to me, I appreciate all feedback.
As I tend to be a bit of a language usage freak, I will, as required, edit obscenity and rude comments. That said, I welcome your opinions and discussion.
May your Dharma be clear
Peace
"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended:
That you have but slumb'red here,
While these visions did appear."
Puck’s epilogue to A Midsummer Night’s Dream
