eight poems impressed by Alan Watts


What You Don’t Get in Church

It has nothing to do with the ideas that deliver outcomes we would like. Pulling at our seatbelts. A continual feeling that sees. If you’re feeling your ears, you’ve an organ that’s sick. You are usually not in your personal means. Optic nerves behind our skulls, like the notice that sees the futility of seeing. I’m impotent. I’m an actual drawback. I must be completely different. I’m a coronary heart.
I’m all people. I’m awake. I’m on this planet. I’m egocentric. I’m in love. I faux to like.
I really like the Lord and my neighbour. But I don’t. I’m in love in opposition to. I’m making an attempt. This faith.
Changing. Satori. Mystical. Moksha. What you don’t get in church.

The Chatter within the Skull

The breath runs.
If we’ll it to and
if it wills by itself,
the breath breathes
the best way it needs to.

I breathe as a result of
I’m doing it, simply as
I’m strolling and speaking,
simply the identical. I’m doing
it and it’s occurring to me.

Awareness, and the onerous and
quick division. All one occurring.

What You Cannot Help Naming

Let them go. Let your ears hear
no matter they wish to. Without judgment,
it’s all simply sound. I would like you to take heed to me.

To this poem. To what the mind understands
robotically. The sound. The experiment.

What you can not assist naming.

Thinking About Thoughts

My self and the universe.
There is not any actual distinction.

A fundamental inseparability. Silent.

The interminable chatter.
Thinking compulsively.

Talking to ourselves. The first signal of insanity.

Thinking about ideas.
Living fully on this planet of symbols.

The solely motive, meditation has none.

In the Mind’s Eye

It’s superb what doesn’t exist within the
actual world. There aren’t any occasions. Nothings.
A marvellous system of describing. Picked
out stars within the skies. Constellations within the thoughts’s eye.

Stop Talking to Yourself

There is not any goal. There is not any arrival. There is not any journey that
has some extent. There is barely enjoying. That is the one level.

The discovery of a direct second. The future, my good friend,
by no means comes. There is barely now. Stop speaking to your self.
Stop in search of tomorrow.

Meditation is not any grim obligation. Religion is not any grim obligation. We
do it as a result of it’s good, not as a result of it’s good for us.

Watching the Happening

Thinking inside is automated, however repression isn’t.
As you hear, merely take heed to them as the final noise.

Cars going by and birds chattering outdoors the window.

Your personal ideas. The inside and outside coming collectively
as a occurring. A occurring. We are watching the occurring.

The Difference Between Waiting and Enduring

What is the distinction between
ready and enduring?

Pulling ourselves collectively.
Holding our breath. Trying
to regulate the nervous system.

Grunts and groans as if we’re lifting weights.

But when we’re not speaking about it,
there’s only a anonymous. A occurring.

My Eardrums turning the world into sound.

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