Sunday, June 14, 2020

Dear Daughter:


something might meet its omega. our souls unkempt! our sweetness so raw.
those prayers in you or those millponds or suffering while laughing. the pain of the tear the dress of atmosphere or the mind-matter attic. if to hear bees we shift or panic such unfun dancing. or riveting hope stressed by samsara while complicated by cessation. our dukkha estimations our love for citta such syrupy sorrow.     over hills adorned in incense while agony is so precious. our grounds fraught with firebrand our heaving thwart by anxiety while existence is its dangers; but flame or ghosts or interior vines so cured so cursed while life is its flux.     the incredulous daughter sought by reasonability or straying into invisibility: the waffle for dinner the eggs for brunch the steak for breakfast: our neighbors inquisitive our doctors embedded or our symphony a tear to its legacies.     pure samadhi into its sphere, so relaxed, so dear in portals, so enchanted by flight: the math of the animal or battle of the baby where an infant is a newborn warrior.
            the pen-tongue is relentless but it’s merciful or it advises concerning untouched observations. such by pendulum where one is upset while everything has been taken: a deprived man, a hungry crocodile, or afflicted by caiman DNA: the algebra of Algiers, or such uneasiness in Rome, or cultural Europe.     you have certain proclivities or certain comforts while this is not clairvoyance; but are sails tight or waves marvelous into bright varicolored rainbows?
            many will play your violin, those whereabouts unknown, for they’re at development. you will meet many of us, color set aside, where the epicenter uses powers for dark manipulation. if you permit it, done with such pride, they will discolor you: such sorrow, or sandpaper, where good traits will suffer: as seeping into seclusion or buried beneath wastelands while they pursue the next innocence.     but live circumspect remain cautious even wait to see if feelings are similar the next day. (patience, meditation, involved intellect, as opposed to instinct, quickness & regret.)       

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