look alive
From Bukowski to Casteneda to Samson the punchline remains the same,
‘snap out of it!’
in order to see the essence of things, can you see with me?
Genesis Chapter 1 is the ultimate chastisement, intent is all.
The intent is all, not mind. Intent.
May our hearts remain unsullied, our intentions stay true,
a redemptive vision, one without hue.
Man is the apex, and whales are our play things,
don't let the immensity freeze you like a deer caught in the headlights of a speeding 10-tonner.
Just breathe, stay tranquil, learn from the forest, be on fire within, let the cauldron bubble, allay the fears of what may be or may have been, and let the fates yarn spin.
Find a challenge worthy of your stamina, and be willing to be crushed by it,
rouse your flagging interests in the face of impossibility, as Churchill did.
Or Gandhi, choose your plot and as Shamgar defend it,
let your purpose root down, make it stick.
The deeper the roots, the harder you’ll laugh at the gales of the times,
set your sail, and begin the voyage of a lifetime. Allez!
