in tent - on "ground-of-being" stuff

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Well 'ere I am, my first night in a tent,

intent (or else intending so to be)

on leaning forward in the way he went,

that carpenter named "Harrald" (well, to me).

I think I spelled 'is name wrong, there's an "e"

instead of "ar" - in the midst of it.

And 'e's the one who'd be there, as I see 

things, more 'n "a r", right there in the "shit" -

excuse the use of language not so prim,

but that's the point I want to take past here,

the "not so nice" things weren't upsetting him,

he jumpped right in to stuff (it makes me "tear"),

the stuff that 'appens in this "down-ta-earth", 

this "down-'ere" life, that's undesireable,

but still it 'appens, sometimes before birth,

and puts a fella back. It's 'ire-ibble!

What really truly seemed to "get 'is goat"

was people who used power just for them-

them-selves, or their own fam'ly, then they'd gloat

that others weren't as clean, or didn't hem

their clothing right, or have designer tags

that matched the fashion rules "for folk round here".

He stood round there, and cared for tykes, and hags,

he jumpked right in to stuff (it makes me cheer!)

My start, taken to heart, is not "intent".

I think the place to start is where he went,

and what he did. He said we've all bin "sent"

to be a straight edge, in a world that's bent.

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But that's the point for me - it's that "I'm not!"

I'm not that straight, and forward, or that bold,

I'm fearful, looking backward, & I've got

a thing against discomfort, heat, or cold!

And pleasure, well I like it quite a lot.

Good food, good wine, my good girl close around..

So you've just set the scene, I hear a shot

inside my head, my inside journey's sound,

"Be grateful for the good you have my lad",

And don't take it for granted, see it through.

And further still, "see through it - not to "bad",

but deeper good, it's metaphored to do.

And then, step into places that he'd go,

no exercise in pumping muscles up

to look the part, and so that they will know…

The exercise of drinking dry the cup,

and eating what's been set in front of me,

and trusting him to give the energy,

as he has done thus far, to let him be

my father, who'd raise kids creatively.

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OLD TO NEW WORLD VIEW

Despite that science tells us "This world is

not what it seems on outside, to the feel,

with layers upon layers forming things",

I still believe that our ol' world is real.

Our scientific story tells us that

despite what we all see here (think we "know"),

there's layers of "community" which mat

together, and which interleave.. (quite so):《1》

Inside, within each body, making up

the living ones, are individu'l "cells",

or living creatures that can be corrupt-

ed, or combined to make a host where dwells

the multicelled "community" we see

that's planted right before us "on" (or "in")

our ground of being. Even you and me.

And these can be disrupted or can win!

The ways that these communities would seize

things 'round about to aid their tiny parts,

to work together: shelter, feed, and ease

their life, to bring a thriving from their starts,

are called in this Our world "to feed", & "clothe

and shelter", self or fam'ly, other lives.

The old words from Our world that covered both

are "love", & then there's "peace"- which meant "life thrives".

But smaller yet, each body that exists,

of rocks, or gasses, animals or plants;

(and irrespective of "life" tagged to its

existence as an entity, per chance..)

is made of smaller atoms, molecules,

or other things that kind of are like "seas".

But smaller yet (these aren't just words of fools)

are forces "circling", balancing with ease.

Where either particles or waves "impart"

existence to those higher levels too.

But here we haven't even made a start

on bigger things, like Galaxies and U-

ni-verse, or other categ'ries rehearsed,

like Supernova, Nebulae, and Giants,

Dwarves, and other stars that shoot and burst,

to cook up compounds, elements and ions

from which all of the rest can start to "be".

Invisible dimensions in this way

we start to understand, and maybe "see"

within our "mind's eye" - as they used to say.

But still our story makes more sense, or less

of all dimensions we've encountered here,

since we were born - to order and to mess,

with this ol' world. - And this is where I cheer

myself as I move on, and others too.

The world we "started" in, that let us learn

about dimensions and these worlds that you

have just now been reminded of, don't spearn!

The story that's apparent: God made this

whole world with more dimensions than you'd poke

at with a stick, does not seem so remiss

and starts to look less like it was a joke!

"The best is yet to come", as AA found

in fact, through living in this re-al world.

And there's a higher power hanging round

to see if we would reach out and be curled

within the love of biggest Dad, or Mum,

and let the Great Creator's fam-il-y

look after us and grow us, and then some..

towards more of a nature that is free

to love back, as we have ourselves been loved.

And that's why most religions in this world

admire, and think good-life was surely gloved

within the life, that we have mostly hurled

our insults at, and blamed him for our faults

and misdemeanours, laziness, and such.

It's him I would commend to you. Us dolts,

we killed the model human God loved much -

the second Adarm (and would kill his Eve,

that God brings from him while he's "not around").

In jealousy and ignorance, we'd weave

a net to catch them yet, like beasts been found

and named. So if you ask me to I'll tell

the story of the glory of God "THERE",

who loves his kids, and wants them to do well,

take on creative love, and learn to share.

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《1》 physically enact this by interleaving the fingers from each hand with those of the other

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