When the breathing body confronts the thinking mind
The breathing body (BB): What are you running after, thinking mind? I am afraid or have a strong suspicion that you do not know have a fucking clue on what you are doing.
The thinking mind (TM): Don’t interfere with my great thinking, you slave. …
Take notice of those genuine invitations
As I started peeling the ginger with the zig-zag cut end of the knife there was a genuine invitation, so irresistible, to slow down and peel them gently without hurry; reminding me that to miss it is to miss an opportunity to slow down, and to see that the ginger…
And fool myself I am all for change.
new age mental masturbatory
is all about “change”
‘I am gonna change,’ they brag
‘I am doing change,’ they brag two
‘I am doing growth, you know,’ they brag three
but change cannot occur
when you follow a roadmap
such as habits of worthy people
as opposed to the worthless pigs
as self-help gurus usually brag
there is no change
when…
Signs of a sick society
everyone boasts
we need to face difficulties
but we don’t face
to remove it from our face
that is glorified cowardice
we don’t learn tricks
to keep us at a safe distance
from real difficulties
and so depression is
— friends and enemies —
indeed a difficulty
one needs to face
not to get busy
chasing a happy improved fantasy
don’t shame…
Just notice what is
No such thing as living the dream. Just…
We need to pretend we aren’t lazy. But…
Of the great autonomous doer
The job of paying attention
A poem-story on willful blindness
Pretheesh Presannan
Panic Attack Survivor. Just writing; so far so good. Plays cricket. You can find short stories, poems, humour, and nonfiction here. Gmail: pretheeshgp@gmail.com
