Looks like sex to me!

There are days in this spot when you can't tell the Sound from the land surrounding it, it is thick like that, the fog, as it heaves itself up and down above the water,out there, like a lover, moving in time. Relieved, it finally disappates, and begins it's groping towards," my," home.... where moisture is everywhere, dripping from branches, and covering the lawn. It looks like sex to me!

Trees penetrating into the sky look like sex to me...and jets as they buzz by remind me of old lovers, too fast to have left a memory of anything substantial, just a memory of haste, and no taste.

Ferns drip their spored leaves earthward, to consummate, reproduce, to leave their mark upon the world.

The moon caresses the water at night, about 3 AM, it might be brightest then. I may be there to see the loving.

The mountains in the distance seep; plung, get into the water any way that they can, watering their rocky bones.

Have you noticed... it everywhere? Sex is; moisture, touching, caressing, penetrating, everywhere! What about a rating here guys! These photos are all over magazines, National Geographic, Kids Day...."raw" sex! All of nature is copulating,but no one is offended, maybe they are too insensitive to see it for what it is. And Dear God, if they did, it would all be banned! The fundamentalists from every culture would do it. The f word! Spare us all the F word, all the fundalis...spare us God, they are the demise, of all that is holy, and sexy, of all that is poetic, and real, all that is truth, they bury it in their fears. Well, truth is, we all live in fear, but some of us don't try to control," everyone else," just our partners, and neighbors, families, only not the, "whole," world, making it fundamentally unfit for love, freedom, and not to mention.....us...

I was at a monastery once at a retreat, we were asked to go outside and write about what we saw. OOPS! They won't make that mistake again! We had to read what we wrote! The funny thing was, the nun was the least shocked of all the people there. I would say she was not shocked at all, but liked my vision. Well, it was undeniable! Truth is undeniable, but you cannot say what it is, because you limit it if you do, and truth cannot be limited. So you can only say what it is not, you can only talk around it, because it is beyond words, it is all, after..all.

No, I wasn't kicked out, they let me stay for the whole retreat, and unlike Vipassana,I didn't bail out several days before it ended because it was so damn weird! Meditation isn't about sitting in the same place, not making eyes contact, or speaking with people days on end. Meditation, real meditation is not going blank, because when you stop, all the stuff just comes back anyway. Real meditation is in living, consciously, being aware of who you really are, beyond all the thinking, as much as posssible, in everyday actions.

Meditation is the grace of sex, of letting go, of seeing with clear eyes. The love in eyes, the beauty of dirt, sweat, and, yes, drool. Passion is all there is! Ascension is our hearts desire, and we don't dissappear to others when we ascend, we just can't find the self we thought we were! Ha! It is banished, because it wasn't real, the misconception. In reality, only truth lives, breathes, has life, is light, kisses our brow, takes us away, to where we have always been, above this into the sublime.

Wouldn't you say?