a bad haircut

holy answers

the whole answer

has never left our mind

today i request eternity

the eternal

which is already always mine

joy is constant

or it is not joy

memories:

the so incredibly sweet smell (i wrote smile at first, which also is lovely)

of alfalfa

on an early morning walk

along some narrow country road

the shiny melting reflections

of colored lights

on cement

as rain falls at a truck stop

the smell of gasoline

the deep low vibrating song

of a cow

mooing

and

me

breathing

thinking

feeling

taking this in

through joy

because only joy

can accept

such goodness!

and suicide

a dead body

in the same picture

i ask

where is the joy in this?

the joy behind it?

that i couldn't see at the time

and now

i do see

perfect joy

willing to show herself to me

a bad haircut

was not enough for me

to recognize the futility

the uselessness

of my own thinking

joy said,

i will get right to the point

let's waste no more time on this:

your thinking is taking you nowhere

all your current thinking

is worshipping this thought

of

suicide

here i am

in your face

because

i love you so much!

i want to give you

the greatest gift i know,

i want to give you freedom

from this constant mistake,

the thought of death

lack

judgement

see joy now,

see what you believe

and the end of suffering

is now

joy is constant

or it is not joy

the only mistake you ever think

is to think joy can pause

oh dearest child

it is not so

your joy

all joy

is

unceasing

murder is but to show you

your mistake

when we ignore a whisper

the universe will shout,

watch out!

for that car!

stop!

(thinking that way....!)

you'll get hit!

joy is constant

or it is not joy

our nature of joy

cannot leave...

ever