the only art there truly is,
is personal growth,
in parallel yet aligned
with nature's own process.
without that as our regard,
we only go back to earth and ash,
once again to regenerate and renew,
as a species that has learned of the intent,
as a collective and integrative cross-species process.
human self, as a concept is a conception
based on the evolution of internal fear,
as a way of furthering existence.
by which eventually, in time,
is flailing as failing.
positions of drivenness are fundamental false claims
of self-relevancy in the grandness of existence.
human's linear mindfulness is a myopia
without retreat, regret, or greater rigor to evolve.
mental intelligence is exposed as a flatscreen existence.
while emotional intelligence,
oppressed by mindful versionary account,
is fundamentally holographic
and yet we still wander through the reality park,
claiming we are on a mindful walk
and appreciative of all we see and sense
in our mental equivalent ways and means.
we are in need of a witness
of a much deeper means.
one that watches what the mind does
and encourages for the feel of thought provoked
to intercede on self-consciousness's behalf,
to discover that the letter of the law
is a mindful manipulated means
and that the spirit of the law has to overrule
from a deeper emotionally ordained perspective,
in that mentality has lost its way as means.
that mentality is time-studded with distraction.
that mentality stands knee-deep in the lake of existence,
catching fish of acclaim
yet clueless about the medium of the lake itself.
except for the fact that it is mindful,
of having gotten its feet wet
and for the wrong reasons,
or for its mindful accomplishments
of fish-caught acclaimed.
for the only art, there truly is,
is personal growth
in parallel yet aligned with nature's own process.
without that, as our regard,
we, in all our might,
might as well
return to earth and ash,
as if the soul of soil
and humbly allow nature
to be our true teacher . . .
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