The Truth is . . .

A man does not Know what he Truly has.

So he wants what he thinks he must have.

The Truth is . . .

A man does not Know what he Wants.

So he wants what he thinks he must want

to get what he thinks he must have.

. . .

I ask such a man . . .

Do you Know

What you Truly Have?

. . .

I ask such a man . . .

Do you Know

What you Truly Want?

. . .

Look.

I get it.

No, I truly get it.

You like the rush.

You like having something to do.

You like getting up first thing to kick it.

You like directing and guiding.

Even pushing and nudging.

You like finishing the day

with bruises, with hassle, with satisfaction.

You like ending with an appetite for a bigger rush.

You like the routine, the pattern,

The Perfect Habit.

But, friend, I also get It.

But, alas, I actually

Truly get It.

For my Eyes are far too Open to miss It.

For my Ears far too intuned to not Receive It.

For my Senses are Turned ON.

(Always)

You see

With his Senses turned ON

He simply cannot not Know what he Truly has.

He simply cannot mindlessly want what he is made to want.

He simply cannot cleverly choose what he "should" and "should not" want.

With his Senses turned ON

He simply cannot become a tree that keeps

growing, winding, and intertwining.

With his Senses turned ON

He Relaxes into a

Garden of Life.

But

for the regular "man from earth" . . .

The tree is a virus.

And

for the regular "garden of life" . . .

The most selfish tree never stops growing.

The nesting

The branching

The intertwining

just does not end.

Because it is just not another tree.

It is the tree that is him.

A tree

with his biggest

misunderstanding

as its root.

Thank you.