and any Alien:
Birds’ eye views of the Earth
are more similar to the Sun,
than Satellites’, array of data.
Streaming information,
Rays of solar flares sensing
the affairs of our Heart,
Watery glitches making-up
Tears’ fiery passions.
Air archives of memories,
Filed away Earth, layered
somethings, membraned
nothings, remembered.
Constant occurrences,
far away star-drops,
more than This is That,
even more than That is This.
To you who is me,
and me who is you,
Discovery lies in the waiting.
Patience is a patient,
doctoring spiraled timelines,
Nonlinear bests of breathe,
Explored beats of hearts.
Humans, why for art Thou?
Humanity, where for art Thou?”
~~ Other People's Fingerprints ~~
Sometime after 1935, Lhamo Thondup said;
(Jetsun Jamphel Ngawang Lobsang Yeshe Tenin Gyatso)
"Every day, think as you wake up,
today I am fortunate to be alive,
I have a precious human life,
I am not going to waste it.
I am going to use all my energies to develop myself,
to expand my heart out to others;
to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings.
I am going to have kind thoughts towards others,
I am not going to get angry or think badly about others.
I am going to benefit others as much as I can."
