That fellow neighbour in my street who lives
quite close, but is quite angry with me now,
for reason that I do not know, which gives
me wonderings - leaves me scratching my brow…
…and other neighbours can not get along
with him just now, they keep their distance well,
to not be damaged, hurt, or then take on
the rolĂȘ of target, in his “practice” hell.
A hell that’s made from human choices to
be portals into this world of that stance
which focuses alone, with self in view-
keep it maintained, protected, then enhance.
This is too limited, a one-eyed view
of life on Earth, where we since birth have learned
to leave all the relating which we do
to others who must oversee; we’ve spearned
apprenticeship to none less than the love,
creative energy, integrity,
design, which bounces atoms in each glove
that’s called a human self - so you and me -
to give us human selfhood, in a world
that speaks an action language, of symbol,
to give us insight; not as though we’re hurled
by chance & indescriminate “gamble”.
Though maybe “gamble” isn’t quite all wrong
for in that process, someOne has a will,
a hope that actual is well, more strong
than actuarial, statistical.
One learns that acts can trump the stat’s themselves,
some trust is put on that, to outsmart odds;
it's living dangerously, not “off the shelf”,
in hands of God, or maybe just some gods.
But getting back to two eyed view, where the
view that’s from second eye which sees the big-
ger picture, from above, not just where we
live on this ground of being; it’s a sig-
nal, or more symbol, of that we’ve been “dacked”,
so let a bigger understand ing act,
impact this world. If we were made in fact
to here enflesh LOVE’s word/ will with impact!
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