Pain can be a flood plain
pervading across the known self-land.
Pain can be a root bound self
never previously revealed from underfoot.
Pain fools around with your focus,
teasing that focus of your of yours, who is
innocently willing to meet it head on.
Pain is inviting and yet consuming
of what your focus’s full intent
has to offer and deliver.
Pain will playfully distort
your sense for time.
Pain will alter your projection of self,
that you broadcast for the world to see,
and yet audience,
any sense of audience, yours, theirs
will seem to be far away
from what is painfully center stage.
Details, all those delicious
story bound details,
posted on your mind walls,
the whole back story hack of it
will be lost in the surges from pain.
The acoustics of this pain will play loudly,
thunderously loud, yet unexpectedly so
and that quality of internal surround
will go from back stage to stage front,
from source within
to all the nerve sensory speakers
you have in your body, tweeter to base.
Even though, mightily muffled to others,
the sound check works clearly within you,
you will come to notice that frequently.
Profound pain ascends to its own deity.
The counter intuitive surrender to pain
provides a deeper self expansion,
as an unrealized zestfulness of self
may appear more so
than holding back could ever claim.
Blocking pain can be an internal witch-hunt.
Pain as a distraction,
appears to be a short-circuiting
of the familiar self’s hard wire.
Pain dressed up in language
appears as an alarm system sequencing
but does not present as a working solution.
Profound pain solicits a deeper sense of self
to wholly participate.
Going beyond the experience of pain
demands a ground figure beyond locale
that usually is not in play.
The engine room of self is awakened,
multiple alerts are stirred
by this awareness of pain,
yet self-hum is always in the background.
Pain can become an unsuspected doorway
to expand your sense of self,
and seek far away octaves of peace,
where a peculiar serenity
lives beyond conclusions, body states,
and the radical self-spectatorship
of the presence of pain.
This whole of sky pain solicits
a deeper sense of self in response
as an unrehearsed authenticity
comes to the fore.
Audience, at a distance,
would have wanted you
to put out the fire.
But few would have engaged
and opportune churned richly
at pain proposing
a realized dignity of being . . .
Pain, you know.
Going beyond pain,
you have to come to know . . .
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