HERBS AND GOVERNMENT

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The Mind full Family is not very mindful of the children's desire's.
habitually self absorbed......

The Mind Full Family finds nutrients in a concrete jungle.
not very mindful of the empty calories
habitually addicted to not eating well.......

The Mind Full Family wears two faces.
not very mindful of the toxicity ,the self,
 habitually spreads.....

The Mind Full Family neglects to understand
not very mindful to their NEED to be understood.
a dirty Habit Control is.

Do you Know What Mindful means? Mind Full of Man Made Habit....

habits make me think your dirty...habits are dirty....
it is my turn to return to the garden with my unlit lantern
to play in the dirt
the paint cast like the monkey
from branch to branch
unfit to just sit
between space an time
the distinction of knowledge
held in the mind
or
 the movement.
the application of distinction in the dark
pressing forward
prompted by the bleeding heart
the need to experience
breeds thee a donkey
or a monkey?
the need to deny the confines of a moral race
or perhaps define the confines of a virtue less case

holds one at the mercy of the universe's
intricate lace.

only in silence
does the mind move fast
to deny the action
sidestep the habit.

clean your feet from the jungle dung floor.
the perceptions and insights
can be seen within the minds eyes~
the souls door.

life offers us bounty.
consciousness relinquishes
 the key
knowledge comes ready or not.
shame kills the wonder
ignore knowledge
 and experience the moment
( thou shall not let the intellect kill the moment ).

Acquire the experience in all of your sense
misfortune to the masses dictated by the books
and held prisoner to the religious fascism

deny your learning

sinner doomed schooling

the contents of your inner library will be
 written
and read
played by only you

while sit idle in a old people's home like
a sleep away school

learn thru ur sadness that the experience is what we;re here
for~ to experience~ but for the grace of god
not just their madness
the territory of the emotions
the journey all over the map

if the image of beauty can not be lived inside the brain
explore the mountains
gods terrain
live that which moves us
and you will learn
you will learn
as a camel
to stand
as a donkey
to ignore
as a monk in the valley
to be impured
as the steppes are snow capped an desolate
all mighty chilly an magnificent
the valley is lucuious
nutritious and mindfully insane
all the creatures are there ,
physical
but the pure and unknowing
is this the shortcut to happiness or disdain?


Rather  be imposed by manuals
to thus erase the imaginations horizons
has the guessing & wonder of a child become
scorned upon?

how does one know, if they land at a closed door
which side they stand?

Wonder stood there an questioned Doubt
Wonder asked. " Honestly , how is your ability feeling today?"
laid back with positive concern.

Doubt ,seconded guessed himself, " Unsure, able is willing however
I feel rather stiff all over~ hardly flexiable."

Wonder looked into Doubt's eyes knowingly
held out his hand
this is how Doubt always needed to be treated.
Feeling gratitude to Wonder's understanding
that this was always the key to Doubt's Malaise.

Together they joined Capacity and Discovery
and together they opened the door to find
time stood still.
Together they saw how Time was
~a Con ~Troll
~a troll hidden~
under the bridge .
Between the land of the unknown
 and the Land of GIVEN Belief.

A watch master, a trickster playing on the gullible mind.....
Capacity saw thru the veil of Time.

Discovery understood ,all of a sudden, why
the interconnected mesh ;
(((this network of time
held the masses caught in a web of lies
blinded by the concepts of
this illusion Time)))
: kept Wonder and Doubt
stale in a third dimension prison;
trapped in foreign eyes,
seeing is believing.

Standing on the bridge
midair between the unknown an the given~
as if suspended animation held them both aware
that TIME had vacuumed their bridge up
a spiral
 appearing above an below....
Wonder asked Time,
"How is it that you move and stand still all at once?"

Time coyly replied. "It's hard to delineate when you stand a walking contradiction."
"My Elasticity depends on the individual , the need to know takes a perverse mind, takes
someone like you, Wonder , to see thru the Con Troll. But for your friend there, Doubt,
for all he knows ~ he;s still standing on the bridge holding your hand. Doubt can;t afford
the expense of expansion. "

"Hey , Leave me out of this conversation Con Troll~ I;ve been schooled and fed from the
best books, the finest teachers ~ I;ve no need for your Foul breath to breed upon me, ur
ill concepts an contraptions.Let us pass over this bridge, leave us be, let us pass!"
Doubt shy & laced with anxiety.

" See how eager his fear escapes from his mouth, his books have bought his experience
~outright~  taught him well.... all his "schooling"!
Experience brought him but a finger to flip a page and a pencil to fulfill the journey?
 He knows of no questions to ask because he's blind to things he has not seen. A Con Troll
Works Best in the Masses of  the sitting spoon fed intellectuals ,
while they walk right off the edge of a Con ~right into the trap of trapped minds. His fear really
deters his active pace, you see how it holds Doubt in perfect union with paralysis?
My Dear Doubt Me thinks You Hold Fear Captive , Oh how Fear holds tight to the bars of You Doubt,
Is it you that holds Fear in Disdain Or the other way around?"

Silently Doubt absorbed this new perspective of himself
and suddenly the bridge beneath his feet shattered into a billion particles
floating , bubbling , escaping and returning into a sacred spiral staircase.
Letting go Of Wonders hand ,  the luggage of leather bound books was
spilled forth from Doubts mouth
Opened wide ...all the letters that spelled every word
 in every book ever written , ever read
had abandoned their stories running free
spewing forth from Doubts caverns
 of his indoctrinated body and mind
Forward into the night
shooting like stars
 every letter in the alphabet quit exisiting just for their books,
their stories
and ran free for their individual writes
reunited they were ~but  no longer bound by scriptures
Trust seemingly cracked the shell of Doubt's heart
letting the light out
letting the letters like particles of light freely claim
their place in the
missed beat of his heart......
a sparkle of innocence was resurrected in the twinkle of Doubt's eye
as were billions of stars put back in their rightful place in the sky.
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A Mind full man will follow a Mis-Leader as if mindful to his leadership.
Caught in the Habits of a limited man kind.
Upon first glance, few a Mind Full man will recognize the ,guise of lies as, Truth.
Habitual Masquerade.




A Mind full man is a servant to Habitual Trust..

.. following it's dead-letter ,
neglecting the Truth in his Soul , Mind Full Man unknowingly becomes a Server of Time.
Time ,deceptively, Robs Wonder from Doubt~
replacing Wonder ~ with Habit.
Masquerading Wonder ~Habit spreads dread like a rainbow......
Now there;s no more Doubt only dread
  of Truth
Habits inside out turned Doubt into a hollow shell
a labotomy....
 The Wonder of evil ought not be Doubted in Habitual Truth.


Thoughts written thru

~Catlin Bottoms-Newby~

In the Summer Time.......

A BlÅST!