Crazy
wisdom is like lightning. It comes unexpectedly.
There’s
immediacy to grasping its full meaning. And the imminence for its usage demands
rich insight and a deep, almost channeled understanding within that moment at
hand. As if, out of the blue, someone cups my face with their hands. There is
capture. There is embrace. There is a sense of touch as language spoken.
There
is the a nearness of intimacy, a blaze of shared close quarters, a common
field, almost outside of time. Unexpected
overwhelming engagement, though short lived, having its sudden prominence, consummate,
in depth, commanding full sensory attention, and taken up by your being, so to
speak. The sight is luminescent from within. The inner sky lights up with the
ever-flash. You
say from beyond experience’s take. Your soul speaks through you. Crazy wisdom
is like that.
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