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Entropy Of Life

Steve Rowe

EntropyFrom organised structure into chaos.You’re already dead.Death is infinite and assured.Life sits inside death.It’s finite and tentative.From the moment you’re born,You’re also dead.Life/death is yin/yangWithout death, life has no value. From young, healthy, attractive, nicely scented and succulent,You rot into a grey, dry, wrinkled,Old, invisible and ignored carcass,Smelling of piss and biscuits.From mindlessly leaping out of chairs,You go to the ‘Dawn Of Man’ routine to stand.Or slide from chair to wheelchair. Only young people say “if you’re lucky enough to get old”.When old, sick people hear of a ‘sudden death’, they think ‘lucky bastard’,Even if they don’t say it.The key … Continue reading Entropy Of Life

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I Like Simple

Steve Rowe

I am a simple man.This is why I naturally gravitate to Taoism, Buddhism and Pantheism.I’m always looking for the bottom line.I don’t like clever or complicated.I don’t like deceit.I don’t like masks.I don’t like dogma.I don’t like robes.I don’t like temples and churches.I don’t like priests, vicars, bishops or popes.I don’t like flowery hands and embroidered feet.I dont like arrogance, false confidence or bluster.I like straight talk.I like patience, tolerance, kindness and compassion.I like unity, harmony, community and support.I rely on my gut, my instincts.I know a wrong ‘un when I see them.They pit one against the other.They rely on … Continue reading I Like Simple

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Speak Your Truth

Steve Rowe

Speak your truth.Walk the left hand path.Don’t run with the crowd.Those that clamour around the famous.Have no mind of their own.Separate yourself from them.They are the subjects of others.Don’t subject yourself to anyone or anything.View them all objectively.Tribal fear is not empowering.Lose the pitchfork and torch.Sit in the dark.Find yourself.Let your soul unfold.When you find your truth.There is no fear.No need for the attention of others.That inner knowing shines out.You become insightful.Wisdom finds you.You become the beacon.For those seeking the way. Continue reading Speak Your Truth

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Politicians Or Caretakers?

Steve Rowe

We shouldn’t have politiciansWe should have caretakersPeople that care for all of humanityAnd its environmentNo elevated titlesNo wealth that deprives othersEveryone should have foodA home, medical treatmentWe should encouragePatience, kindnessTolerance and compassionCaretakers support and careUnite and build communityThey don’t divide and engender hateThe internet gives global accessPeople can unite and use their voiceCaretakers will ariseFrom the will of the peopleWe are at a global fork in the roadPeace, harmony and mutual supportOr assured mutual destruction.By Steve Rowe Continue reading Politicians Or Caretakers?

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Freedom!

Steve Rowe

Life is based on desireThe desire to have or not haveWhen we free ourself from desireWe are enlightened from itNo one can control usTemptation is goneAdverts and media pressureHave no effectWe walk a solitary pathBecause others can’t understandWe don’t fear lifeBecause it is as it isWe don’t fear deathBecause we don’t desire lifeThere is no pressureNo anxietyNo fearWe’ve found peaceAnd acceptanceA deeper happiness arisesBecause we weren’t trying. Continue reading Freedom!

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Screaming Into The Void

Steve Rowe

Screaming into the voidNo one’s listeningThey’ll ask you how you areAnd turn offThey don’t really want to knowThey’ll tell you their opinionBut they won’t listen to youThey think they careBut they don’tAs long as they get what they wantAs long as you don’t get in the wayAs long as you’re no botherAs long as you fit into their ideasOf who and what you areThey’ll tolerate youOtherwise you’re a pain in the assIf you can walk away you’re luckyIf you can’t you’re fuckedThe void is realYou’re scream is silentIt comes from the soulIt involves every cell of the bodyBut the void … Continue reading Screaming Into The Void

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The Power Of Silence And Stillness

Steve Rowe

We have to develop and alchemise silence and stillnessIt’s the only way to give life perspectiveIf we’re always moving, thinking and feelingHow can we give it context without anything to compare it with?The amount of time and focus we give to each is importantWhen we develop silence and stillnessWe can see everything objectivelyWe can develop insight and wisdomThis gives value and insight into our thoughts, feelings and activitiesWhen we mindlessly engage in lifeWe’re asleep at the wheelOur locus of power is externalWhen we add the power of silence and stillnessWe’re awake and our locus of power is internalWe’re no longer … Continue reading The Power Of Silence And Stillness

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Seeing With Clarity

Steve Rowe

The moment you think of a wordYou create it’s oppositeI want to be happy means you’re notI need to be positive means you’re notTo ‘try’ to be anything means you’re not You need to be the word AND it’s oppositeOne only exists because of the otherThen they balance each other outA balanced state is betterThis creates a deeper form of insight and wisdom Like the line between yin and yangIt’s a doorway to enlightenmentA portal to the infiniteWhere everything is balancedAnd the suffering of opposites ceases Cease strugglingCease tryingAllow everything to mergeThen the illusion disappearsAnd you can see with clarity Continue reading Seeing With Clarity

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A Library Waiting To Burn Down

Steve Rowe

Old Man…..Why are you still here?You’ve lived in a different worldNo internet or computersNo influencersOnly 1 or 2 TV channelsOnly 2 gendersA life of hardshipWearing the mask of ‘manhood’Don’t show weaknessDon’t show emotionDon’t show painDon’t show fearDon’t let anything get to youWalk the left hand pathBe politeSupport and defend friends and familyBe quietly loyalPay your billsLive frugallyBe a warriorExpect nothingBe happy with anythingNow you are ‘old’And ‘don’t understand’You ‘forget’And are ‘awkward’Hoping to die before you’re too weakThe world left you behindWith wisdom that can’t be graspedAnd you’re still hereA library waiting to burn down Continue reading A Library Waiting To Burn Down