Pure Double-D

“THE MOST

CRIPPLING HUMAN

DISABILITY IS

BULLHEADED PRIDE,

CLOSELY FOLLOWED

BY PURE-DOUBLE-D

MEANNESS.”
Agawela
ⓒBearspawprint2017

Come Voice

.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
There is much to say
And nothing is my own
All has been given away
Yet there is the unsaid
Which exists unsayable
Regenerated in Voice
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
Speak the unspeakable
In this strange
World of words and symbols
Where some few of us agree
To allow meaning to reside
Holding the infinite close
As illusions more
Comfortable than home
.
Come  Voice
Come speak for me
.
Sing with Beauty Voice
That is forever denied
Pretty does not dress our
Eyes with stars nor
Is hair spun with honey
Yet always we have lived
As the seasons in their
Progress and the stars
In their poems
Slumbering in anguish and joy
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
Flow through me
To myself as all hearing
For we are all the same
Sad heart beating
Wistful sorrow
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
Sooth with unknown harmony
A perfect Enlightenment
That I as myself
A cosmic joke
Shall never be
Hearts altogether
We already are laughing
In remembrance of
When we were not
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
Inextricably woven together
We yearn as one
To hear ourselves
Speak as the Voice
That we barely imagine
Foolishly striving to
Transform already
Formless mysteries
Into the infinite
Chorus of light
A music that is
One sound beyond hearing
That is the Voice
Folding stretching
Contracting swirling
In more dimensions
Than are knowable
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
Resonate the unspeakable
Sing the unknowable
Dance the dance
That is more than power
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
When there is one
Perfect enlightenment
So shall we all
Be set free
Instantly and simultaneously
As we always have been
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
Speak the Mobius echo
There is more than infinity
We all are Thee
.
Come Voice
Come speak for me
.
.
Bear … 02.25.2015
ⓒBearspawprint2015
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HOW DOES ONE BREATHE WITHOUT BREATH?

 

I have had similar problems before, but only viewed them as a mere physical dilemma, not a Cosmic Joke.

I choked on my own saliva and my throat spasmed entirely shut AFTER the outbreath.  Trying to breathe in with a vacuum below the constricted area only tightened the constriction.  It took me a full minute plus a few seconds to figure out what to do and how to do it.  I could not do anything to stimulate the Vegas nerve ’cause not enough air in the right place.  Couldn’t panic or let my fury at this betrayal of myself take over as then the adrenals would just make the cramping worse and also make me try to breathe in, and make me use up the oxygen I did have more quickly.  I’ve had other nerve generated spams and I cannot always consciously relax them, though I do try … I do not ever stop with this effort.   In this situation it was necessary to  wait until the spasm relaxed in order to breath in.  There was still some air in the bottom of my lungs which was turning to CO2, but enough for 2 or 3 minutes.

 

I had to give up breathing in order to breathe.  How damn irritatingly ZEN is that?  My own personal koan.

HOW DOES ONE BREATHE WITOUT BREATH?

 

Not a lesson I really want to learn.     I was formulating  a (most unpleasant) Plan B  when  The Creator finally laughed.