Thursday, June 5, 2008

if i were a bird, would i wish i were an airplane? if i were an airplane, would i wish to be a bird?

6 comments:

red crow said...

probably. it's human nature to believe the grass is greener....it's difficult to just stand, and Be Here Now,
you know....the whole mindfulness scene.....chop wood and carry water.....it's difficult to think that this is really as good as it gets.....that the Hokie-Pokie really IS what it's all about. That if we stand in the fire
of unknowing, we won't get burnt-up; That what will emerge from the fire is worth the standing; that what emerges is the core....and it isn't in our mind, and it's nothing that WE did or found or created....IT just IS.
Now....what's your question?

anne artist said...

is the bird the airplane? is the airplane the bird?

red crow said...

is the chair the dehydrated meat package?
is the leaking pen the elephant stomach?
is the garden shear the raindrop?
is the gold watch the exhaust pipe?
is the mollusk the credit card?
is the boot the loon?
boot the loon
bootloon
botlon
bon
bon-bon
everybody cries for bon-bons,
chocolate and chewing gum
what is your question?

anne artist said...

my question......what is the language of Question?

red crow said...

no answer

anne artist said...

i am wondering about my last question. for me, the language of Question is that of the story. a question, then is a request to hear/read a story. whether it be another person's story of life or a story about plants or clouds or spinning wheels. when it is about paradox, then it might be a story about how what appear to be opposites connect with one another.

my questions are an invitation to tell me (and others) a story. preferably within paradox which, for me, means that their isn't one Story, just layer upon layer of stories waiting to be told. to be heard. to be shared. to be...