~ by blueangelwolf on January 14, 2013.
Posted in Playful Poems Tags: Desire, Dog, Meditation, Stress
The quality of your work full of questioning and the energy of life,
The Remote Zone said this on January 14, 2013 at 4:09 pm | Reply
I went and bought the largest dog bone in town. I placed
it under the ceiling fan. My dog looked at that bone,
looked up at the fan……but would not touch that bone
for two days, fearing retribution from his Fan God,
instead that dog prayed and prayed, asking his god ,
please, please may that bone be for ME………..religion?
Dogs may surprise you…………
blueangelwolf said this on January 14, 2013 at 4:41 pm | Reply
That’s funny….swirling wing that vengeful blade a down draft of Gods breath upon it’s fur, have mercy on me. woof
The Remote Zone said this on January 14, 2013 at 5:12 pm
Well said Bradley:-)
blueangelwolf said this on January 14, 2013 at 5:33 pm | Reply
Poignant poetry… samsara is just that way, lol. The 3D realm is just a playground for our senses, thinking being the 6th sense. Strip down to the core of our being and witness the wizard.
1EarthUnited said this on January 14, 2013 at 10:36 pm | Reply
To paraphrase Einstein: “I just want to know the mind of a dog, the rest is details!” Thanks for this – I feel like I’m right there ~
heartflow2013 said this on January 15, 2013 at 5:30 am | Reply
Wonderful words and dog. Yes they’ll surprise and amaze you. I refer to my 12 year old Queensland Heeler as God’s dog, she’s a guru.
caimbeul said this on January 16, 2013 at 4:15 am | Reply
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