Template

I am he that came before me, and also he who is yet to come. One instance of the same template.

Perfect (June 4th, 2012)

Perfect is what is

because there is naught else.

Space and Drive

There is what one can and what one wants. One is the space, the other serves as the drive. But sometimes the want, like horses pulling your carriage, can........... run out of control. An inner, guiding principle, or a destination, can then provide the will and temperance to retake control.

Pride

The way to knowledge is barred by pride.

Welcome

"Welcome", says the clear, distant and blue sky.

Waves

Why waves water?

Momentum.

No words

No words

but heart aches

and tongue shakes with anticipation

of saying what has no words.

Plans cross

paths meet

times shared

dreams shared

joy scattered

in fast memories

and yet long

rich with chance and adventure

A bright gem of experience

belongs not to one but to both

inseparable

inextricable

We fuse in time indelible.

Then time shifts

the fork in the road nears

and joy slopes into longing

the future longing of the bright past

inevitable

Role

We humans are spreaders, consumers, catalysts of change.

Firefly

Thoughts are like a firefly's twinkle.
Some of them are seen.
The rest, no one will know of them.

Peace

A blank mind finds peace.

Here in Tibet

Flies deliberately dance with each other, they interact, stop and observe, and act again, with strong intention.

The sky is brighter and bluer than anywhere else I've seen.

Flowers bloom at over 3.3km of altitude.

People are truthful and forthcoming.

Tsampa has a most amazing consistency.

Ravens have yellow beaks.

One species of bird flies over the flat grasslands, hovers, flaps its wings, and chirps ultra-excitedly and continuously, announcing its excitement to everyone else in the grassland. Seems crazy, and is amazing.

Sunset begins with a white pure light, and paints a beautiful journey of colors and angles with the horizon clouds through creamy white, creamy yellow, denser yellow, light orange, heavy orange, and finally grey.

Cycle

We explore, we converge, and we change.