Resistance is Futile?by Muttering Madzub

Resistance is Futile? by Muttering Madzub

My human self resisting, insisting
Yammers on and on and on,
Perpetually relentless, pointless, noise
feeding on, holding on to its own nonexistence
Thoughts of self and self-centered delusion
Clutter the environment of Being

The Borg of chaotic humming mind voices
recite the futility mantra with finality and certainty
obscuring attention, distracting, attracting,
detracting from Being and compassion,
propagating, cloning thought zombies
suck life-force and disseminate suffering.

The battle for Mind is elusive and illusive
Narcissistic self, loves to engage in pointless battles
to achieve imagined victories
from image-nations, and hoards of inner demons
Attention is the vorpal blade
That slays the “Jabberwock”* “with eyes of flame”.*

Fear used by imagined self
creates a milieu of morass
Fetters of phantasms dissolve
when attention’s light
pierces darkened enslavement
to self that does not exist

The “Only Thing We Have to Fear Is Fear Itself”?**
fear has no self to fear
self has no self to fear
self has no fear to fear
no existence to protect or project
no dots to connect

Can’t figure it out
Deduce, produce, induce…perhaps seduce?
Machinations of meanings meted out ad nauseum
Puking out explanations of self infatuation
No out to figure, no figure to out
Just attention to moment being

“Being just this moment, compassion’s way.”***

* JABBERWOCKY, Lewis Carroll
(from Through the Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There, 1872)

**“Only Thing We Have to Fear Is Fear Itself”: FDR’s First Inaugural Address
*** Joko Beck

There is No Spoon

There is No Spoon*


There is no Spoon.

Looking to bend perceived reality
Light and darkness ebbs and flows.
Knowing, unknowing.
Shadows revealed and light concealed.

What hides in the shadows of self?
What will light reveal?
Is darkness the womb of potential un-manifest?

What do I fear from the mirror?
Do I bend or am I bent?

As I sit and observe the morphing and meandering
The still point, dynamic stillness reveals
There is no spoon.

The question that haunts me is…
How do I eat the ice cream…?
Perhaps there is no ice cream.
Just my luck.

So what’s the point?
No spoon. No ice cream…
They told me there would be ice cream!!!

It can’t beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!
(It never is.)

What’s the point?

The point is the point.
The key is the key.
The me is you and the you me.

Reflections and refractions
from the myriad faceted jewel in the lotus.
Glinting and gleaming
Light streaming.
Darkness revealing the hidden gems
as light pours upon the mountains in dawn's radiance.

The water from the deep well
Springing forth in the oasis between time and space.

Juxtaposition-al concurrent consciousness
Caressing, kissing the wounds of living and dying.
Breaking the alabaster jar so the fragrant balm can be wasted soothing the master’s feet.

Love dogs howling longing for the return of the master.**
Come, come whoever you are,
Wanderers, worshippers lovers of leaving…**

I come as I am for there is no spoon.
Darkness – light, good – evil. Death – Birth – Rebirth.

Perhaps what we see is not what we see at all?
The seeing is in being, not the seeking or the sought.

Minding.

What do I fear in the mirror?
What do I want to see?
What do I expect to see?
What is me?

Am I the monster, the tyrant the tormentor?
Am I the darkness, the evil, obscurer and bringer of death?
Am I the demon, the devil, the enemy?
Am I the light, the truth, peace, love, harmony and beauty?
I am?

I AM!

There is no spoon.

Shadows longing for luminance.
Lies and truths revealed.
Shame and shadow?
Light and love?
Longing and leaving?
Dying and grieving?
No spoon.

Until I invite my demons to dinner,
I can’t begin the feast.
The angels are already there,
and there is no spoon.


"Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Spoon boy: There is no spoon.
Neo: There is no spoon?
Spoon boy: Then you'll see, that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself."*





*from The Matrix http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0133093/quotes
** Rumi