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Shu Ha Ri

Following tradition
I memorize the dogma
Never questioning nor diverging
The way is clear and harsh
My steps and thought, straight
I follow the path
 
Rejecting tradition
I rebel against the dogma
And question all before me
As I come to the end of the path
To stop, deep in thought
On what is the way
 
Creating traditions
Without harsh dogma
Embracing questions and wonder
I forge a new, more beautiful path
I walk without listening to thought
And follow the Way
 
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A Tarnished Rule

Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you
 
How do you know what others want done to them
Is it the same as what you want done
Different cultures, genders, orientations, races
Could have, and do have, different desires
 
“I’d like this done to me, you must also”
Is a “you too” problem
That begets “me too”
Foundational to all the me too’s
 
Money is not the root of all evil, ego is
Don’t do unto others, what they don’t want done to them
Would be a better maxim
A Platinum rule to live by
 
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Reaping and Sowing

You Reap what you Sow
What a wonderful concept to live by
 
Karma is not a bitch
rather mischaracterized
It’s a lifelong pursuit of the
Good
True
Beautiful
Planting these firmly in good soil
Along your path
Beside the way
 
The sprouts of your journey
You may never see
Those who follow behind will reap the
Benefit
Fruit
Harvest
Results from the life you lead
Among your friends
Within your family
 
They Reap what you Sow
For a wonder full future world
 
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True Zen

Not mystical,
Finding the true self
Is as common as breathing
 
Not spiritual,
Seeing the ultimate
Is as normal as walking
 
Not enlightening,
Being instead of doing
Is as ordinary as bathing
 
In the commonplace
There is serenity
The everyday even mind
 
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Middle

It’s not a race
The finish isn’t the goal
The journey is the end
And the beginning
 
The Tao says the walls
Of a house are only important
To create the empty space
Where life can happen
 
To keep out the weather
Is important, but without
The empty space
A house would be a rock
 
Life and Love are the same
The beginning and end
Exist only to create
The marvelous middle
 
To put focus on destinations
Loses sight of the now
Being present
Is all that really matters
 
It’s not a race
The finish is not the goal
Our journey is the end
And the beginning
 
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