In the fog of separation [Poem]

As I embark to stand with the women, emptiness swallows me whole
The face of ignorance is painted on my mind so clearly with its ugliness
as much as I would love to love this face
I know that it isn’t meant to be
It does not want to be loved, it rejects all reason
So I am kind

This ugly asian woman, her ugly soul and starved for love heart
this woman so pained with lifetimes of self-abuse,
bad choices, plagued by disease
and unaware of the ways of the feminine heart, insensitive, sick

Beauty not expressed not blossomed, because of lack of maturity, lack of sincerity, honesty.  Unable to grasp the feminine arts.

Her plastic appearance and confused look, veiled by a fake smileVietnames_Woman_in_Conical_Hat_Main_large
feeding on my love and heart,
unable to express herself and manipulating, gossiping and difficult
asian woman

And then my kindness turns into the sad pain of understanding
that some people do not know kindness in their lives, nor teachings, nor understanding, shallow relationships, no depth, no reflection, no culture
their love was flat and quick and senseless

All they are searching for is more drama and hatred,
more money and more ambiguity,
wile they do not understand the sense of love’s freedom
and while they turn to religion as their last-sinner’s-hope

Abusing and forcing other women into the demented chaos of her mind
plastic asian woman
Clinging to her story of lies.

The pressure while their demons arise in the natural mind
stirring it so hard, to believe that the perversion and lies
are true, stealing, breaking rules.

No luminosity and no ground, only fog of white separation.
Separating us at a large distance and away from one another.

Me into the arms of Beloved, and her into what fate holds in her cards.
Those sister fates!
They do know how to tell the future, of everyone!
I weep for all women.
So sad these two Vietnamese women in oneness of lies.

In the 10 directions and with the Buddhas of all time
Lies had no chance to prevail.
Only the truth holds things together
the authentic honouring of the feminine

Truth is so naked and so free,
that all who see it want to grasp it, immediately
It needs no defence.

For Truth is really the food of the heart and mind
while awareness is guiding us and liberating the patterns of limited thinking and setting free our hearts.

Some decide to remain ignorant by choice with awareness,
Karma has not run its toll yet with them,
They have not learned their lessons yet, and the force of a pattern they are overcoming is too strong, and requires a forceful means to break it.

We break these patterns.

Others decide to use common sense and abide aware
with correct view, and conduct and practice
Noble sangha, in integrity supporting each other.

The look of the plastic woman remains with me,
startling me and making me wonder
about this person’s evolution, knowing that eventually she will get it.

The clock is ticking and the hours pass by
my unheard disagreement
is disrespected again, I am insulted again
I am fed lies and things that don’t have ground in reality.
I am manipulated for my presence
Fed toxicity and disease while I am expected to preform miracles
for those who disrespect everyone around

I can take no more and I leave.

I rest knowing that truth is in me and with me and that the Buddhas of all directions are watching out for all those who are in integrity.

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