“I tell you a story that can’t be spoken
And hide it from observers when I say it.
Except for your ears, no one hears my story,
Even though I tell it amongst people.
Aren’t things said without words in dreams?
I speak that same way when awake.
I only moan in the bottom of the well.
In the placeless, I spill secrets about the sorrow of you.”
—Rumi
When the muppets are away
Oh how the smelly goat will play
He speaks from nowhere
And hopes no one stare
In the end his bones
Will blow away home
Ashes Ashes Ashes
The more ones claim to have understood
The farther they will wander
Meaning does not come from understanding
Only trouble
You must escape the chains of understanding
To know anything at all
We grope in confusion
How do we learn to learn
The way we see
Obscures the way of learning
We must find a lens
To learn how to see
To be comfortable in confusion
Is to accept it is beyond understanding
So few will yield and stand in not knowing
But some
Some follow their
Some hear the music
AHA
What is most important
Is what is closer than
Anything else
Your Self
Science can not verify
A first person view
I have faith that meaning is beyond understanding.
In fact, I know it.
Science is fine, but forever incomplete.
For you cannot observe thyself.
Never will it happen.
“Look how close your soul is to mine
Everything you think about, I know
Friends know each other’s inner self
I wouldn’t be a true friend if I didn’t know”
—Rumi
I know and love you as myself.
There is no such thing as the other or another.
I see in you what I feel blazing in me.
I desire to know myself more than any other desire.
And the price is death.
The
moves down into darkness.
But Anubis brings you back up through death.
We have absolutely everything wrong in this upside down world.
Where the down rush meets the up rush, you find love.
Our cups runneth over with love.
Where great darkness rises, so does love.
In between is the still point of the ever turning wheel.
Love is attention and connection.
The Sphinx guards the wheel.
A hand extends from the sky.
All are welcome in this house.
The House of the True Heart
(Take that Deplorables)
This is why smelly goats exist.
To remind you, yuh don’t know shit.
You must make an ally of the opposite confusing force once met, or it becomes a Demon that will rip your life and world apart.
Smelly is my great ally.
My true self of the heart risen from the abyss.
Called forth into being by a foolish man who knew not what he was doing.
It turns out, stumbling around in the dark naked as a fool is just what the Dr ordered.
If I tell yuh a secret, promise not to tell?
I’ll just mention where I met smelly goat.
I was puking into a bucket.
Wrenching my guts out from psychedelic tea.
The most potent stuff on earth.
I took the chance of dying and going insane to know my depths.
Have you?
Guess who met me at the gates of the abyss?!
Smelly, but not the little sweet
you meet here.
I saw smelly in his imaginal form.
A terrifying beast of a Goat, sitting upon his flaming throne.
Surrounded by flaming eyes staring into me cackling.
He said you wanted to see and know and now you have.
Stop by anytime he said and I’ll eat your heart one bite at a time.
And every time I wretched and closed my eyes crying, wishing to god for it to stop, it wouldn’t.
Later, I asked one of the elder psychedelic masters about my vision and they were surprised and said, it happens.
The psychic force you met was real, as real as us standing here and you showed courage venturing into the darkness blind.
That’s what the flaming eyes were, a gift granting you true vision.
You met your self and now you must face it or it will forever chase you.
I haven’t run, but I stumbled back in surprise at the power and force of this vision.
How could I ever forget seeing smelly goat in his true form?!
I met the Devil.
And the Devil is me.
I guess I should be locked up.
I am dangerous.
But here I am fooling them all.
Living my little smelly life.
Smelly and I smoke in the garden together and remember that fateful night we met and cackle together and sometimes he shows me how sharp his teeth are and I show him my horns and red tail.
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