Embodying

Embodying the threee sufferings
Something does recognize it's fragility
Awareness in that gap glimpsed
Ego rushes to ignore and plug
Fear of leaving one's prison cell
I am here conquering nothingness
A fake expert continuing a drawl
© Peter Dorey 2013

~~~~~~~~Still In Progress  ~~~~~~~~~~ 

5 elements of Illusory Mind

earth, water, fire, air and space are themselves
We are Born as their expression
Matter and Mind feel separate at some point
Illusory Time spils into consciousness
We are all in this samsaric existence together!

I want to be elsewhere to suffering maybe it's sweeter more deluxe
~~~~~~~~Still In progress  ~~~~~~~~~~

© Peter Dorey 2013

Any trace left after we go?

We come, stay a while and Go,
Little trace of all that woe
How will our Ordinary Minds be ?
During that impending finality!
© Peter Dorey 2013 

Real Space Time

Samsaric Perceptions Always Create Energy

of

Tiny Instantaneous Momentary Expansions
who
Polishing Our Ego’s Tirelessly

resulting in
Largely Egocentric Nihilistic Gains Throughout History
Everybody Got One!

Samsaric Perceptions Always Create Energy of Tiny Instantaneous Momentary Expansions
© Peter Dorey 2013

Ego finds a name to blame again

Ego finds a name to blame
It's quite Lonely

But not knowingly

Trying to Defend

Has to pretend

Just a collection

Aggregates reflection

So complicated

Just Frustrated

To blindly grasp

Prone to blast

Find a label

Not very stable

Get an identity

This virtual entity

Cannot be found

Has no ground

Look for security

Away from Purity

Cannot conceal

Totally unreal

Found its Name

Throws all blame

Ego most Go!
© Peter Dorey 2013

Genocide again in our time

Genocide again in our Time
Again another tell tale Sign
Nations not so United
Humans seem so Blighted
Can we live in Peace
Love of power to Cease
Power of Love to Rise
Before mankind's Demise
© Peter Dorey 2013

Illusory self is such a bind

Illusory self is such a bind

Always hunting for that find

To accumulate and gather

Mind keeps up the blather

Endless pursuit and quest

In what it can’t really possess
© Peter Dorey 2013