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Win Life’s Battles?

The War Of Life

The Supreme Art Of War is a serious one
Among humans. With it we are preoccupied.
Our survival depends on the study of war
Otherwise there is nothing it can be good for.
Our behavior somehow gives us some sense of pride,
And in warfare there is only one solution.

Know thyself. Know thy enemy. Move not unless
There’s a healthy advantage. Amid the chaos
There is also opportunity to deceive.
When you’re strong you must make the enemy believe
That you’re weak, and if you can get that point across,
Then they are overcome with substantial success.

Don’t repeat the same tactics which have gained you one
Victory. Let your methods be regulated
By the infinite variety of chances
To improve on your most current circumstances.
Keep your mind and your keen senses activated.
When at war there’s no automatic solution.

Let your plans be as dark and impenetrable
As the night. Like a lightning flash move and attack.
One may know how to conquer but without being
Able to do it. Is there a way of freeing
Human nature from itself? The virtue we lack
Does little to keep the earth balanced and stable.

The Most Obvious Secret

Not So Blissful An Ignorance

A circus of three rings is the number preferred.
It makes sense of insanity and it provides
Division of attention among all odd things
That congrue in a cluster where impotent kings
Take their hand at mismanagement. No one decides
What to not pay attention to by thought or word.

Divided is the nation. Two worlds are as two…
Incongruent but yet so. There’s no precedent
For divergent societies to understand
Civil war in a new age yet on the same land
Stained with blood of our ancestors. Our swift descent
Was decades in the making. It now has come due.

 In The Room are two elephants, both of great size.
Each ignored by the other, they merge into one
Grip that fits all occasions with realities
Fatally coexistent. The hope one may seize
Is that change is eternal. Nothing is begun
Without somehow expecting to deal with some lies.

Human Nature continues. I within it all
Am amazed and enlightened by all that is seen
As a fervent backlashing. Much wider awake
One becomes in observance. Another mistake
Nature may have made, and it may wipe the slate clean
Of its aberrant outgrowth. To it, we are small.

Consciousness Inside Out

All The Cosmos Within

I am doing this world as, in turn, it does me.
Consciousness therefore flows between both easily
If I can but remember this always is true
Even though I’m brought up with a different view –
One whose mental distortions make it hard to see
That I am everything that the cosmos must be.

Every outside there is has as well an inside.
They are different yet they go with each other.
There’s a secret between them: To seek out new ways
To discover their sameness so that both will raise
Ever higher their consciousness and empower
Each the other with respect and mutual pride.

Consciousness is of two types. One is the spotlight
That stays focused on one thing at one time only.
The other is the floodlight. It is more aware
Of the general picture, and it will take care
Of what’s in the background automatically
In support of the spotlight who wants to shine bright.

My behavior and how I feel differs not from
That of this world in total. It and I are one
And the same. This is true for all inside out pairs.
That of me which is floodlight is the one who cares
About all that exists and can do harm to none.
Infinitely profound is the beat of my drum.