Desire
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Desire, desire, desire
It moves in me, and it moves me
Strip away all my ideas about myself
and what I want and need,
and it's still there, just as it's always been there
from the first time I sucked my momma's breast
to the last time I sucked my lover's
So if there's something in me that's bad,
to stop, to get out,
it must not be my desire
but something that keeps it from being free
pushes it, locks it up, twists it and makes it
too scared
so that I can't do it, can't be it,
so that I don't even know what I desire.
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desire is suffering -
desire is suffering - wanting is suffering -
being is joy -
not desiring is being = flowing with nature
Desire is wanting others to see you and is ego
ego is illusion
desire is to acheive = climb the ladder os suck-ses
Being is comfort in being - not being hearsay - it is surrender
When we seek something hard to find we always find what we are not looking for
When you are comfortable being alone -no possessions then desire is gone then so is suffering - suffering comes from looking for heads when you flip a coin but it always turns tails half the time = suffering
Being is never flipping a coin - allowing suffering and pleasure to come as they will not seeking either
How does one gain the ability not to suffer?
By gaining self control over your mind and body
There is no other way to joy and surrender until we knopw ourself - ego leaves cause ego is a social matter - it is persona - its cosmos/covering/cosmetic a mask one wears to fit into society and groups - enlightenment comes or consciousness = awakness (awake means Buddha) not through a group, it comes alone -its a indivdual matter none of anyones business
Some one can show you the way, navigational tools but one can only escape suffering and confsion alone - this I say it true - peace
I see - You see it the way
I see - You see it the way you want to seee it and thats ok with me and its ok with you ---
Desire (emotion) a sense of longing or hoping - in growing, maturing and spiritualality desire is suffering - the word means to hope and long for something - it only brings suffering - nature does not desire - it just does what it does accordingly - you cant measure where the winf blows and it dont desire to rest - it dont desire or hope for sun rather than rain - it just is what it is when it is = no desire no hope
for instance - A man anxous plants a tree. While he is planting it he is desiring to eat the fruit - he desires to sit under its shade and rake the leaves , he keeps saying "I cant Wait till this tree bears fruit"- everyday every hour he look at the tree when he is near it hopeing and longing to eat the fruit. he een thinks about it when he is out of town hoping his workers wont mess shit up and fuck up his tree - He is angry, he is hungry, he is anxious because anxiety is projecting into the future - all this causes his suffering = he is attached to the end result, not the moment, not the work of nature - he cant sleep, he is agrivated the tree doesnt hurry and feed him and provide for him. He prays day and night for rain, not to much not to little. He is never joyus over his work he just wants and wants his every desire to hopfully come true. He is never satisfied but he fails to live life to the fullest cause he always worred about things, the winter, how much he can stroe up, will he have enough - but he may die this very night - having mist life, living it in the Now
Or - A patient farmer plants a garden. He tills the ground, he plants his seeds, he waters it daily when it rain not. He goes to it and does the work, he plucks the weeds, he fertalizes it and even talks to the tree. He does all this with out exspecting anything - he just does the work needed - he knows that at harvest time he will need to feed his guests and family but he has no control over the end result = he just does the work needed - he doesnt long for it or desire the fruit - he just knows what it takes that moment - so in that moment wich never leaves he takes care of his garden, he rests cuz he knows he has worked hard, his body is relaxed and he goes about life never worring about things. He knows if he works the land it may or maynot feed him - the rains may flood the winds may tear up the garden. he fears nothing, not death not winter not anything he cant control - he has serinty = he knows what he can change and wehat he cant change
The crows or the rabbits may sneak up when he is gone and eat his plants. Tornados may consume it or a theif could come in the night and steal his harvest - many posibilitys could happen he may die - but he is not worried cause he does not desire the future he only does whats next. If he looses his crop, he will have to hunt and forage all winter but thats the breaks with nature - it just is what it is - we cant control it, we cant control out comes we can only do what comes next -it aint a flight he booked or a ticket gauranteed to get him into the movie theator - peace
thanks joey!
I like your poem and I think you are right about the ego-trip. We can think or believe whatever we want about Desire, but maybe all this philosophy is what gets in the way of the truth, the real wisdom, "sophia," which laughs lovingly at our petty disagreements. Here is part of a poem which i really like, and even though it isn't original like yours, i still want to share it with you since you shared yours.
"Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips." Kahlil Gibran
I desire...desire What I
I desire...desire
What I hope to inspire
Is a whole world on fire...
For me!
Just a funny poem I wrote about desire years ago, I enjoy the pain it brings. It's totally worth the pain of not getting what you desire to have the possibility that you may. When you do, it's all worth while! And when you don't? Suck it up and move on. I desire desire!
“An invasion of armies can be resisted, but not an idea whose time has come.”-Victor Hugo

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