When I am out of my mind,
The world is beautiful.
I am in each moment
Needing nothing, seeking nothing.
Content. At peace.
It takes a great deal
For me to lose my mind.
Pain is the quickest route, but
Pleasure is another path,
Just less travelled, no doubt.
Most say they are
Out of their mind,
When in fact
They are nowhere but there
To the exclusion of all else.
When I am out of my mind,
There is finally space
For the Other.
The world is beautiful,
I am beautiful.
mekat said,
March 19, 2008 at 12:53 am
I am still in my mind - though my mind is not with ‘me’
I am never out of my mind
or so it is to say,
for we are always of a mind
in some kind of way.
Let me explain..
In the face of beauty, in nature
for example,
a mind may experience ecstasy,
as there is always ample.
My mind experiences beauty
and I’m there for the ride
though flying on the ecstatic
I am comfortably inside
for how can I feel the wonder
of where my mind has been
if me or my concsiousness
is at another scene?
What is I, what is me?
whose is the consciousness we see?
though I may still be in my mind
while my mind is not with ‘me’.
eremophila said,
March 19, 2008 at 4:44 am
Ah, and then there are those of “two minds”, and those who say “never mind”….
Thank you for your lovely contribution :-))
mekat said,
March 29, 2008 at 2:52 am
Hold onto that thought… but don’t mind it.