knuwon apthn

Sun, Apr 16, 2023

straight line

This is a path, where I can see the end.
I can see the whole path from the beginning to the end.

When I see it once, it is highlighted.
When I see it, I am at the beginning of it.
It is seen most visibly among many other paths.

Isn’t that cool?
Isn’t that safe?
Isn’t that comfortable?

I am in control.
I know where I start.
I know where I end.
I know the whole path.
I know the way.
I have everything I need.
How lucky I am when the path is highlighted.
How arrogant I am.
How rigid I am.
How present I am.
I will make it happen.
I can move this mountain.
I can swim in this ocean.
I am an eagle in the sky.
I will not let the fire burn me.

Can I see the joy of walking this path?
Can I see how boring this might get?
What happens when no path is visible?
Can I see who my guide is on this journey?
Can I see the illusion here?

a maze

This is a path in a maze, where I cannot see the end.
I cannot see the whole path from beginning to the end.

When I see it once, it is highlighted.
When I see it, I am at the end of it.
If I lose the beginning,
If I don’t recognise the end,
It won’t be highlighted.

Isn’t that weird?
Isn’t that scary?
Isn’t that uncomfortable?

I am not in control.
I don’t know the start.
I don’t know the end.
I don’t know the whole path.
I don’t know the way.
I don’t know what I need.
How lucky I am when I am at the end of it.
How ignorant I am.
How small I am.
How open I am.
How lost I am.
I will let it happen.
I can go under this mountain.
I can die in this ocean.
I am the sky.
I will let the fire show me the way.

Can I see the misery of walking on this path?
Can I see how exciting this could get?
Can I see who my guide is on this journey?
What happens when I stop walking?
Can I see the magic here?

Knowing the end is dying.
Dying is knowing the end.
I was living dead on a straight line,
I will die living in a maze,