{"id":564,"date":"2004-12-11T03:10:02","date_gmt":"2004-12-11T11:10:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/?p=564"},"modified":"2004-12-11T03:10:02","modified_gmt":"2004-12-11T11:10:02","slug":"desire-and-dharma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/?p=564","title":{"rendered":"desire and dharma"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>this poem by the sixth is partcularity revelvant to my life. not that i am comparing myself to such greatness but the tension between desire and non attachment is mind blowing sometimes. a friend describe my aversion towards woman as also monk like, a joke but alas partly true.<\/p>\n<p>that girl who&#8217;s stolen my mind &#8211;<br \/>\nif we could be together forever &#8211;<br \/>\nlike the joy of finding a jewel<br \/>\ndeep in the depths of the sea.<\/p>\n<p>white teeth smiling.<br \/>\nbrightness of skin.<br \/>\non my seat in the high lama&#8217;s row<br \/>\nat the quick edge of my glance<br \/>\ni caught her looking at me.<\/p>\n<p>doing what my lover wishes<br \/>\ni lose my chance for dharma.<br \/>\nbut wondering in lonely mountain retreats<br \/>\nopposes my lover&#8217;s wishes.<\/p>\n<p>by drawing diagrams on the ground<br \/>\nthe stars of space can be measured.<br \/>\nthrough familiar with the soft flesh<br \/>\nof my lover&#8217;s body<br \/>\ni cannot measure her depths.<\/p>\n<p>when i held the jewel in my hand<br \/>\ni didn&#8217;t know its worth.<br \/>\nwhen i lost it to another<br \/>\nthe wind of loss howled in my chest.<\/p>\n<p>if young girls never died<br \/>\nthere would be no need to brew beer.<br \/>\nat such a time<br \/>\nthis is a young mant&#8217;s surest<br \/>\nsource of refuge.<\/p>\n<p>the arrow of fortune is shot.<br \/>\nit strikes the target<br \/>\nor buries its tip in the ground.<br \/>\nsince i&#8217;ve met my new lover<br \/>\nmy heart flies after her all on its own.<\/p>\n<p>meditating, my lama&#8217;s face<br \/>\ndoes not shine in mind.<br \/>\nunbidden, my lover&#8217;s face<br \/>\nagain and again appears.<\/p>\n<p>first, best not to see.<br \/>\nthen mind won&#8217;t be captivated.<br \/>\nnext, best not to become intimate.<br \/>\nthen mind won&#8217;t be trapped.<\/p>\n<p>-the sixth dalai lama<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>this poem by the sixth is partcularity revelvant to my life. not that i am comparing myself to such greatness but the tension between desire and non attachment is mind blowing sometimes. a friend describe my aversion towards woman as also monk like, a joke but alas partly true. that girl who&#8217;s stolen my mind &#8211; if we could be together forever &#8211; like the joy of finding a jewel deep in the depths of the sea. white teeth smiling. brightness of skin. on my seat in the high lama&#8217;s row at the quick edge of my [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[23],"tags":[29],"class_list":["post-564","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-thoughts","tag-spirtuality"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pb4m0Z-96","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/564","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=564"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/564\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=564"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=564"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jack.orangephotography.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=564"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}