Patience 2

Patience is not a skill to obtain.

Patience is not a goal to achieve.

It is not an object of the within.

It is the absence of impatience, which is an object.

Impatience is a turbulence caused by rush.

Rush is a force powered by mistrust.

Mistrust is a common face of fear.

Like the bug that lands on the pond causes ripples

And disturbs the clear vision throughin.

Patience is no thing.

It is an absence of thing.

A non-interference with what is

for what is is trusted to be

what truly Is.

Exotic 2

The exotic is the glamour of the different. Of the far, of that which is not me, and of which holds a potential escape.

Like every illusion, it disappears in the appropriate perspective. Looking at the exotic from up close is what shatters the illusion. From up close, every town, every culture, and every human roots in the same basic instincts and essential qualities: the ground of flesh, hunger, pain, and lust, seeded with the still-maturing gifts of mind, joy, and love.