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26June 6, 2016 by petrujviljoen
Text and artwork copyright PetruJViljoen
Right arm flung across my eyes, postponing the chores that lie in wait. I need to situate, come into this world, before I am able to stand up to the day after a night’s dreaming. I run over details, snatches I remember, amazed at the different masks the same life wears. The unmasking is told too, but decrypting remains arduous. I was told, once, at a Buddhist retreat, that issues of the unconscious must be dealt with within the unconscious. Preparing to re-immerse, a racket erupts on the roof. Dragged across the jagged edges between waking and sleeping. Bruised, I get up.
monkey mind awake
bleak winter day erases
relative dreaming
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“Haste is useless with the idea-horse and mind-monkey, so take off your baggage someplace deep within dreamland.”
Song Dynasty poet Zhu Yi 朱翌 (1098–1186 CE)
Linked to Dverse Poets Haibun Monday
Fantastic artwork! I know that feeling of being dragged out of sleep, you capture it very well. Now I just want to know what was on the roof…
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Baboons! Thanks for the visit!
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Baboons? I was NOT expecting that!!!
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I live a little bit remote from so called civilisation. We have monkeys, baboons, small deer, eagles, ravens, big eared owls, serval cats, and so on. I small bit of paradise. It will teach me to try and meditate before the baboons and monkeys come out for the day!
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They must make a hell of a racket.
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They did! In my six years here it is the first time I saw them frolicking on the roof. They used a tree next to my house as a springboard to jump from house to house. We’re only six houses here for the next kilometre or two.
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The different masks we wear — the deciphering of the dreams which are a part of our days as well as our nights. Enjoyed this very much!
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Thanks!
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So true about the different masks we wear during our lives…interesting when you stop and think about it. I love the last two lines of your haibun. That monkey mind can grab us in a millisecond and wrest us from sleep when all we want to do is work on our unconscious issues for just a few more minutes. Really enjoyed this!
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Thank you!
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This is just wonderful. The bruised feeling sometimes felt, the many masks…it is summer up here. Some days it is exhausting to greet the world.
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Thanks Toni.
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Those first moments of the awakening, muddling through dream fragments vs. reality–how well expressed:
amazed at the different masks the same life wears. The unmasking is told too, but decrypting remains arduous.
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Thank you!
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Fascinating artwork–just gorgeous. I so get wanting to postpone those waiting chores and keep dreaming!
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Indeed. One gets hungry at some point though and having to feed one’s face means having to get up and prepare something!
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I love this! Especially “amazed at the different masks the same life wears.”
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Thanks Nan! It’s true isn’t it? It would be alarming if it wasn’t that everyone is doing it.
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I am with you on finding my footing first before things get very busy ~ Thankfully our winter season is over, so now we are enjoying the summer season ~ Thanks for joining in ~
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Enjoy the summer!
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You very aptly describe the transition from dreams to reality. It can indeed be bruising.
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Image is beautiful and works so well with your on point line about the different masks that one life wears!
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I love the zen quality of that state where you have to learn how to handle thing… though that racket often comes to soon… I hope you got your things properly sorted before you were forced concious
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Going to have to be next time. 🙂
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Utterly impressed by this writing – and artwork.- that ‘relative dreaming’ is such a good punchline re consciousness
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Thank you very much!
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