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    dotsJournal: The Wavesdots
    Mood: Fairly happy

    Sometimes I find I don't know what to do. So I ask, what should I do? And I even try sometimes to do what I should. But othertimes I recognise not knowing what to do is my gift, and so instead of knowing what to do, I explore. I find exploring rather than knowing to be relaxing, and revealing of the world around me. And as I explore I find pleasure and excitement, often rising to a peak, leaving me spent and relaxed. Exploring is a state of being and so I can explore anything anywhere. It is as though things are dying to reveal themselves to me. Today, Sunday, I explored the Farmers' and Craft Market. I was blown away by the beauty of craft on display, and became deeply excited by the almost infinite variety of beautiful craft objects. Of course I have a high response to stimulae, usually held in check by knowing what to do. But when I let go knowing and explore I become highly stimulated. I find the stimulation deeply satisfying and after I find it natural to enter a period of relaxation and recovery. And so I enter a wave motion, rising in excitement and pleasure, and then falling to relaxation and recovery. And this wave can be repeated like the waves on the ocean.

    ...Created 2015-10-11 00:43:03

    dotsJournal: Replying.dots
    Mood: In Love

    The only reply to a poem is another poem.

    ...Created 2005-03-13 21:48:49

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: The Usual

    ...Created 2004-12-02 01:07:44

    dotsJournal: Tyyingdots
    Mood: The Usual

    I am not trying to be good or bad. In fact I would like to give up trying. When I do this I don't know what to do. However when I don't know what to do, I start to become myself. This is kind of scary so I rush back to trying to do something, but each time it becomes less satisfying and each time I am more inclined to let it go.
    Postscript: The Pond is a love poem. Blind Love is an anti-love poem. I am tying to write a synthesis, that is, the meaning of love and anti-love. I am also trying to stop trying and become myself.

    ...Created 2004-03-19 19:17:23

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

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