Sunday, May 21, 2017

The Screwball

My latest piece of art is entitled 
The Screwball—an odd or eccentric person.
There can never be enough people like
this in my life. I find them interesting 
and for the most part highly entertaining. 
Some people might think they have a
few screws loose, but the alternative 
would be to have them tightened down.
Creativity abounds in them, which is the 
right brain stuff, depicted here in
green as opposed to the dark side 
where analytics and boredom reign.
Leaning towards the unpredictable is
what this character is doing. We just 
never know and that is always better 
than thinking we do. 

Saturday, May 20, 2017

Coming and Going

The Realm of Absolute Truth does not exist
in the understanding of reality. There is no 
path to this understanding, no realization, no
awakening. There is no goal, no achievement.
All matter in the universe (if there is matter in
the universe and if there is a universe) does not
exist. For these are merely names and thoughts
and are part of what has been non-existent from
the start. There is no coming and there is no 
going, no being. Things are just as they are, etc. 
And, we call these by name. We label these. 
We venture from the absolute truth of everything
to the ignorance of everything; thinking that
everything exits, has a name, a purpose. In our
more delusional states we even want to hold on
to these in the vain hope that they are ours, 
possess some stability, can be counted on to exist
for us. We even have labels for birth and death. 
We call them birth and death. 
On our best days we say things are coming and going, 
we may claim to understand impermanence and 
embrace it. On our very best days we
do let go, accept what is, struggle 
against the habit of labeling, believing in
the existence of things which can be named.
I think, therefore I am as a conclusion
drawn from the great gift of a mind; 
a gift which is the source of so much ignorance and pain. 
There is no Truth, no Innate-Born Wisdom, no Karma, 
and no effect therefrom. Who are we now? When we die?
A current manifestation of what is, subject to change, never perishing.