September 25, 2015 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION



Scott Thomas Outlar



One Way Path



Jesus transformed water into wine

in honor of his blood brother Dionysus,

which is quite nice for anyone

who wants to drink deeply of the madness

inherent in this world

whilst they buzz on high in the revelry of chaos.



But such kicks only last for so long,

and at some point the underlying issues

of suffering and sorrow

which are part of the basic human condition

must be addressed with higher vibration solutions

than can be found in the bottle or chalice.



Buddha had a plan for such problems

centered around the eightfold path

which basically amounted to maintaining mindfulness

in all actions, speech, and intentions.

While this path can be nice to walk down for awhile,

unfortunately, at its core, it borders too near

the edge of nihilism, negation of the world, and extremist aestheticism;

and, at the end of the day, is simply a playground

for children to frolic upon before they are ready

to embrace both dualities of this life experience in full.



The River Tao, me thinks, is the way to go in this regard.

The waves rise and fall.

Life events flow and flux.

New problems present themselves, followed by answers through adaptation.

From out each chaotic turbulence, a new state of order emerges.

The Tao embraces it all.

The Tao is a feast and a fast.

The Tao is the future and the past.

The Tao is the constantly unfolding present moment.








Scott Thomas Outlar

Scott Thomas Outlar spends the hours flowing and fluxing to the rhythms of the Tao River while laughing at and/or weeping over life’s existential nature. More of his work can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com


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