Posted in Uncategorized on 08/08/2010 10:39 am by Matt Williamson
What if…
What if an entire planet had lost the meaning of their purpose? What if the whole race had fallen asleep and awoke without knowing what their duty was?
What if millennia ago the planet Earth was one of many planets in communication with each other, and the people who lived then knew from where they came, and also knew that one day we would be reunited with others like ourselves?
What if the ruling elite of this planet have always known, and hidden the truth from the common man? What if they do so to protect themselves, and to deny the truth that would set us all free?
What if we opened our eyes and realized that we can have a world based upon abundance, not greed? That we can feed everyone, clothe everyone, shelter everyone?
The only people that would suffer are those that rule by fear mongering and malice. Open your eyes and see how valuable you are. Realize your own destiny by being compassionate and by offering abundance to all who pass you, because your destiny is at hand, yours for the grasping.
What if
Posted in fiction on 03/22/2010 08:38 pm by Matt Williamson
The soft sounds of the television find their way down the hallway. My son is asleep, but I have yet to make it to his room to turn off the T.V. and cover him up. I will tuck him in every night that I can, one day he will move out, and I don’t want to regret missing a night. The boxer is snoring loudly beside me, I am about to begin my meditations, tonight is Tonglen, and I am going to focus on some one who was a close friend last year. She has strayed into some deep water, and I hope she corrects soon.
Before though, just a bit of stream of consciousness writing I think. 
Take me in right away and finish this deed,
take my hands and show me to the sun,
show me the willows and the bends in the road.
Take me to the top of the hill and then
throw me off, let the angels catch me if they will
let them float me down beside you if they will.
Take me with you when you leave
is there somewhere I am not allowed to go
is there somewhere I am not allowed to see?
Please, feel my hand in yours,
please hold me up,
please make the shadows run away.
Please.
Posted in buddha-nature, buddhism, poetry on 03/20/2010 10:27 am by Matt Williamson
To look into the blue diamond
to wander through the fields of gold
to smile at the moon and see her smile back
To listen to the birds of paradise
to speak with the wind
to wash away your sins in the streams of tears
To accept the sun upon your neck
– golden skin and sweat stained cotton
to see the life within the dirt at your feet
Questioning your thoughts
each one new and unique in this moment
each one eternally old, shared among the stars