It’s all more than a bit confusing.

The less people have to say to me
The happier I am
I don’t feel antisocial
But
Solitude is an angel sent to bless me
And doors exist for me to close
I have come to believe
That the night is black for my seclusion
And I hide
Within dark, loose fitting clothing
So that I may merge with shadows
Please
Don’t ruin my efforts with a reply

James Lee Jobe

Permanent good can never be the outcome of untruth and violence. 

Mahatma Gandhi

Willows at Sunset, 1888, Vincent van Gogh

Here, the river sits in its bed 

Wet and cold and naked 

The sky is also naked 

Like someone who doesn’t care if you look or not 

Although sometimes it hides behind the clouds like a shy child 

And the earth is raw and naked 

Pushing plants through 

“Friend, the only ones here who are clothed are you and I”

A man said that to me as we pushed our way through 

The fragrant undergrowth. 

James Lee Jobe 

The weird thing is that the only way one really gets any of the most important benefits of meditation practice is by giving up on the notion that there are any benefits to meditation practice.

Brad Warner

Yes
It’s all more than a bit confusing
This life
And the passing of time fails
To make anything more clear
Just go with it
Eventually all will fade to gray
That happens to us all

I was asked
If I saved all of these poems
And I do, but with little care
And with no system at all
What is the point
Of people remembering my poems
When they will forget my life

James Lee Jobe

We often become our kindest, most ethical selves only by seeing what it feels like to be a selfish jackass first. 

Cheryl Strayed

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James