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don't be ambitious just do something you
are this calm person travelled you are this person
travelled by the grey rain cutting, you want
the blades of this rain cutting you, your left eye
pulses you are the servant of the pulse in your eye
you hold too tight to looking for what makes you move
when you walk when you cat your chicken-roll on rye
you are this person who walks and eats, flashing
from emptiness, no one
abandons you, there is no one
to abandon, you are simply this walker eating this eater
walking, one flash after another, the shoulders
shiver with awareness-pain, the hoarse throat
darkens, you forget your breathing which you had been,
every second you are at the point of death, can you imagine
stove or precipice or field of instantly killing mushrooms
but that's lust for a certification, where
is the ochre the brown world the comfort-giver, the securer
of breast and belly warmth? the beautiful lesson of Everything
Changes flashes in and out of nothingness
do you do your practice or do you find your practice
by discovering again every day how you walk, the
particular pressure on the right leg the rolling
of fear in the assertive swath you cannot
be abandoned there is no other life
to lust after can you imagine
the power of yourself center of the world, all
coming to you through your earned
emptiness? the blades of this rain
have nothing to pierce, you are this restfulness
of the constantly shifting water-body