2022-07-08

Wisdom -

open to serendipity,

not omen-dipity.


Some people, and some thoughts, may appear to trying to be contrary. 

When in fact half, or more, of the message has come from our head, or our interpretive lens.


This picture shows a property sign I just passed. It says TARWONG. 

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I immediately thought of those signs facing the wrong way on highway off-ramps: "Go back. You are going the wrong way", with an alternative wording being "Go back. You are going TARWONG way.

Should I turn back now?


And next there is this lane (I took the photo from the other side of the sign, that had the sun on it).

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I could more satisfyingly draw from this, that "This is TAWONG LANE" and not feel that I had to go down it.





Creative love please give me wisdom to

be open to you each and ev'ry day,

not just be set in "These are things I'll do",

but open to your mind along the way.


Creative love is not against design

nor that poetic serendipity.

To think of others - it has got the time.

Its wisdom makes it more than a machine.


And if we'd like a metaphor that's wild,

we're given one that's very close to home:

a Mum and Dad who discipline their child,

because they care, and train, won't leave to roam.


So as a little child I can learn to 

do all the disciplines I know are good,

including ask for help from "I know who",

when I know that my wisdom lacks - or could.


So, that's what I am doing now with you,

creative love pursuing in this way,

to walk along this road, in slowed ways to

take notice, and to learn from you today.


And if I take tawong turn as I go

it doesn't really matter, if I share

my whole decision process, since you know

all futures possible, and you are there!


You don't just want acceptance of your rule,

you want your child to choose in ways like you,

not just to do as told, like dog-ish fool,

but grow to know and tell what is to do.




Wisdom calls us to be loyal to her, to know as we are known, to build up, not to puff up, & not to be seduced by any other way, whether it be deemed to be tarwite or tarwong way.





Calls Wisdom to be loyal unto her,

to know as we are known, to build up well

the goodness and the people who occur

to come across our path, in ways that smell


like cunning of creative love herself,

not puffing up with pride, or to inflate

in proud and boastful ways against good health,

& not seduced by any other way, 


to try to make an "ethical response", where "ethics" means a system we create,

which deems to know tarwites & too tarwongs,

as though we hadn't just come here of  late.






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.




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

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