Plop

Stand by the water

Frog on a log

Stone thrown in

A satisfying ‘plop!’

Frog hops in

Plop plop

Scatter stones

The plot thickens

Plop plop plop

Maybe too many plops

Frog swims up

Pokes head out

Back on log

The plops stop

I stop too

 

 

String Theory

Existence is a vibration

Karma, the snake

A simple oscillation

The unwinding undulation

 

All things are strings they say

This indivisible fundament

All of everything just a song

Grab a verse and sing along

 

Let your wave synchronize

In all this empty space

Nothing is really empty

In the spaces between the space

 

So slither and wriggle

Writhe and jiggle

Connect with the source

It all makes one big chord

The Secret to

Love yourself first.

You absolutely can do what makes you happy

This is true so long as you remember:

 

Do not interfere with the happiness of others.

It is not your duty to help when it is unasked

This judgment only changes you, not them.

 

When you reach within your heart

You will find your purpose in this world

This pocket of life is full of ecstasy

 

This is what is meant by god, yoga, love

Not something outside yourself

It is a oneness with your true nature

 

No happiness exists outside of you

Remember that it is all your choice

Pain may come, but suffering is up to you

 

What a beautiful existence awaits you

When you explore the inner dimension

You are part of nature and not separate from it

 

What is god if not a creator, an artist

What is god if not one who doesn’t interfere

What are you if not this realization

 

Live like this, and lastly:

Your vibe will attract your tribe

Find your people and sing your heart out