* Fires of Passion *

🔥 Fires of Passion 🔥
Unquiet chaos is a clamour which carries with it only a vanishingly small meaning. It bangs on the wooden gate of the city.

My city is paved with the welcome accretion of time. Where I live are tall halls and cool corridors, winding pathways lead into walled courtyards, and oh, such scented gardens.

Such gardens. Filled with delights for the ears and the eyes of winged and walking creatures.

Regard them. All of them might be me. And none of them are me. They, we, enjoy these delights as curious visitors.

We come and go. We arrive and disembark lightly from fragments of afternoons, so many decades gone by.

When it is time, we dissolve into bubbles of quiescence, without regret or rancour.

The silence of smiles recollected swiftly stills all clamour of unquiet.

Intense love quenches every last residue of fear.

Sentience springs refreshing into every material part.

No bitter waters can fall from my eyes, and the balance between life and intimations of no-life is complete

~ Love is present EveryNow

Infinity is so much fun!!

🔭 Infinity and Beyond! 🥰

Over thirty years ago, I stopped counting my years. I attribute my longevity to my looking both ways at least twice when crossing the road.

Yes, I’m grateful to be reminded of the accretion of time. After all, I am in my mid-seventies.

But I value beyond price my EveryNow, because it is where infinity is transcended as easily as a breath in. Or out.

In the way of the crew of Starship Enterprise whose images shimmer on the point of beaming, I too often shimmer on the edge of time present, because I value the Now as an open door to Infinity.

All the endlesses – peace, love, the leap of joy, pain – are in the Now.

I am humbly grateful for that smile cast my way unannounced, unbidden from the eyes of a stranger.

These affirmations that I walk among in the open unblinking moment reconstitute my “me” in my original self. And we go back an infinitely, long way, my original self and I.

These validations are the obverse on my coinage of gratitude.

Gratitude for the tiny truth sparks which conflagrate at light speed. They inflate my incendiary heart which burns all fiery at 36.4°C and it consumes nothing…

Infinity beams me.

Infinity is so much fun!!