Smile with: Creative: rich(e)rich: wanda
i am a foolish wanderer
dwelling in the land of delusion
and i can see- that i can’t see
because my delusions are blinding me
i am a foolish wanderer
drowning in an ocean of suffering
and i can see
that my attachments are pulling me under
i am a foolish wanderer
grasping at the winds of ecstasy
watch it flow between my fingers
as i run and chase the illusions
Mother Tara
Compassionate One
Embodiment of wisdom and love
Guru Founder
Blessed One
take my hand before i go under
i am a foolish wanderer
trapped inside a land of confusion
and i can see
that all i see is just a dream...
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(and the commentary)
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It’s interesting... things do lack inherent qualities, inherent existance. All is dependent on mind. These ideas were floating around in my head before work today with a sublime joy; the joy of realization. After a bad day at work, I read them again and they seem so different. They carry an almost overt despondency. The same words, appearing in and to the same mind, yet entirely different minds. Now maybe i realize, or have realized a taste of emptiness. Ideas, words, people, things all lack an inherent, fixed quality. All is dependent on mind. Indeed, all is just a dream.
2002 © Richard Fantasia
