Forgiving - Poem

Know this: forgetting is not forgiving.

Which: first or second, adds most to living? 

Don't dwell on memories: simply forget

But when you forget, it's an unpaid debt

That will be collected, sooner or later.

Subconscious memories are the traitor.

If you consciously choose not to recall,

You create an impenetrable wall

Made of memories you don't want to face!

Forgetting, you hope to not leave a trace.

Forgetting, badness is just held at bay,

With forgiveness, the badness goes away.

          Don't take all the responsibility,

          First ask yourself: was it only just me?

FOR-GETTING or FOR-GIVING

For-getting is not for-giving. If you forget what happened, you don't forgive. Forgotten, the event remains stuck subconsciously in memory, unforgiven.

Rationalizing vs. Rationale

Logic can be used to make what sounds like a good argument to justify opinions or actions. This is rationalization. An argument that sticks to proven facts and real evidence is more likely true. This is rationale.

"Be Here Now" equals denial.

Just as the act of denial acknowledges that what is denied exists, the"now" in the admonishment Be Here Now acknowledges that the past exists. The "past" once did exist, but does not now. The way to emphasize this is to say that living in the moment, which is concerned with now, is not the same as Be Here Now, which actually addresses the past by first, acknowledging it, then trying to correct it. The past is gone--it  can't be corrected. What can be corrected is the mistakes, or errors, that were committed in the past, which can only be done now. Errors made in the past created their own future: corrections made now have their own future, too. Live it.

Website reference.

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It separates Willed action from thoughtful (Mind) action.

Psychological Profile - Poem

My psychological profile published?

Available for anyone to see?

You can't curse me for being really pissed--

It's plain to see, it is not really me!

Who is it they think they are describing?

Some clueless dummy with a checkered past?

Look between the lines--they are deriding

Innocent me. Still, I remain aghast!

So my past is checkered, but I try hard

To do the right thing, try to stay on guard.

I'm pursuing my goals, and all the while,

I tell myself that I am using guile.

        Does this begin a new set of troubles,

        Carelessly exposing all my foibles?

 

The Flow - Poem

 I love to watch the water in a brook:

Flowing fast over a rocky bottom,

Flowing slower closer to placid shore.

To the ocean, or lake, it's flowing.

Nevertheless, water's fate is certain,

The only changes are in where it goes.

Vapor, rain, sleet, snow, within a body,

What purpose it serves, only Heaven knows!

What purpose life serves, only Heaven knows!

Like water, it is in a fluid state,

A state in which life's dependent on fate,

Changeable according to where it runs.

Rocky bottoms, smooth sailing, even both.

Could be across the land, sea, or air.

Sometimes where it does go may not seem fair,

But it is also the story of life--

In peace, smooth sailing, or difficult strife--

What ever--it finally comes to rest,

And learns that the flow was only a test--

Like water subject to what's coming next.