The mind is a little crow,  
a double sided sword, 
where will and attention
play, while agape feeds 
the rarest crow, desire 
feeds the common crow.

Trapped by passions
we feel that attention 
serves its master, will, 
trapped by a quest 
toward the freedom 
of our will begins until
there’s the realization 
that attention is prior
to the will, little crow
finds itself confused
as to why we’re using
only one colour of itself,  
as if it were a katana, 
suffering pierces winds
as desire escapes limits,
inattentive to the mind’s
labyrinth, surrounded 
helpless, what guides 
the will is my desires,   
a sword dripping blood, 
a little crow crowing out
loud: why haven’t you seen 
the purest side of me yet?

The fire of the will burns 
my mind until it seems 
there is no attention, only
will, lost in the passages 
of will, the mad hatter 
starts playing with swords
I’ve never seen before, 
hatter drinks the question:
but where is the good?

Swords burn the hatter’s 
throat as if what is, is pain, 
but suddenly the hatter 
coughs, a feather floats, 
the rarest crow escapes 
the hatter’s mouth, pain
as a traveler’s scabbard,  
stays, pays attention to it, 
notices the double sword, 
notices the bloody sword, 
notices the common crow, 
notices the rarest crow, 
there is no will, attention 
is blinking instants where
the will isn’t able to exist,  
attention is that bright but
as all hatters know, what is 
important is not freedom 
from the will, if we’re free 
to blink, eyes won’t get
dry, blinking, it’s a rare 
crow, blinking, blinking,
it’s a common crow, what 
was used as a single edge 
sword is no longer true, 
from now on attention is 
moved by what I love 
as the will is moved by
what I feel, because if what 
I love is not a feeling, it is
the wind, mountains, lakes, 
waves and the good itself 
until I can dissolve myself
into a silence–in-between 
attention and the will:

Intermission (video)  {

秋:稲妻を通す我が糸の光は
いなずまを
とおすわがいと
のひかりは

through lightning bolt​s 
my threads, my yarns  
of gleaming light… are?  

夏:カラス座で線香花火を紐解く
からすざで
せんこうはなび
をひもとく

at Corvus constellation...
incense sparkling toy fireworks  
unraveling, discovering


             [.....(myself).....]

}

What I am no longer
operates not on what
I want, but on a delicate 
dance between what I will
and what I attend, what I will
pushes, what I attend pulls, 
what I attend ‘defends’,
what I ‘will’ attacks, 
this realization dissolves 
the Kogarasu Maru into 
合気道1 as the crows sing
as if yesterday hadn’t ever, 
tomorrow won’t ever be born, 
poly-phonically whispering: 

Let go of the tapping, 
from raven here
to raven everywhere, 
from raven there 
to raven nowhere,
free from (n)evermore 
to be forevermore.

What at first felt as a weapon of the mind, now is 合気道 of the mind where what I attend is prior to what I will. The quality of attention defines the ability to mould the will toward the good/love. The more attention, the greater good/love is placed upon the will. There is a point where what I attend and what I will rest in harmony, that’s peace. In order to reach a balance between them, one’s awareness shifts from being a slave to what I feel and desire to the freedom to be ocean waves upon sunshine eyes.

If I only do as I will without paying attention to what is beyond what I define as myself, what one does is violent to what surrounds us. Paying attention is what dilutes our will into the good/love. Without attention, the will becomes selfishly driven. Paying attention liberates us from the strength of the will. The more we cultivate our capacity to pay attention, the greater our capacity is to love and share goodness all around. Once we are free from the forcefulness of the will, we float around it and blink attention to it and to what is beyond it.

However, the brain can impede our ability to pay attention as well as interfere with our ability to will. When that happens, we are on the mercy of those who surround us and the consequences of our ill-conceived actions. Society needs to evolve to understand that the brain doesn’t work appropriately for all. We need to illuminate with care our capacity for attention as a society, and thus, we will be able to bring our stability and love toward those who most need it… Those whose brains chemically or otherwise trick them into disguising the song of truth through a veil of suffering.

  1. 合(わす) to match the rhythm and speed
    気 of our mind, feelings, heart
    道 with the path of growing our capacity to be attentive
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