I Am Searching

I am searching for the right words, for those enclaves of the inner where it's rewarding to be, you don't have to move to get there, all you need to do is adjust the thinking, and relax. An excitable proclivity won't relax when it ought, does it therefore thirst and aspire for disquiet? There is a time for everything, and when all is seen at once it doesn't make much sense does it? Or it does when one is one, and is not two or three. For being One knows about the temporal, and how the particular looks when fresh and when old. What is, isn't material if time isn't present in the cognitive faculty that observes and ponders whether to shatter into a billion sharp pieces of seconds the golden silence of eternity, or walk, or float down stream a little further and with calm empyrean grace knows what is and what isn't their business to complicate things for good or ill.

About the one, the two and the three, i look back and think, wow, that was dumb. Distant relatives were pythagoreans perhaps. 1 plus 1 equals not two, but three!!! But behaviorly, to be one is to be calm and understanding of differences, being 2 or more means you might dynamically get something, and really be off on something else. Excitement in the latter for sure, but a deeper more lasting wonder is in store for the one who is one.