the old dopey dreamer gets a hug


How delicious to at last relax, in sweet acceptance of the old dopey dreamer ‘me’ – warts, willfullness and all…

It’s the wrong word, as usual – acceptance – for this has nothing to do with any kind of action by a doer.


first there was awareness of mis-‘I’-dentification,
then there was oceanic ‘I’-dentification,
now there’s only now and this and here

and in the vast One-ness of just-so-ness,
plenty of room for dopes like me!



just-so, just-this, nothing special


The only difference between the wideawake actors in this marvelous movie and those who cling to their ‘roles’ (making them very effective, skilled performers, of course,) is this:  Wideawake actors have grokked the impossibility of any particular person acting – or awakening.  Un-awakened actors haven’t, yet.

Does it matter?

To whom could it matter?

The movie mirage goes on in any event: just-so, just-this, nothing special.