Tag: goodwill

A Different Course, the Light of Day

On By Donny Lee DukeIn applied nonduality, PoetryLeave a comment
The Prime Minister, Shri Narendra Modi at the great Banyan Tree in Auroville on February 25, 2018. Photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons and the Prime Minister’s Office (GODL-India)
From the paths of the Alone,
if it’s any consolation,
I alone this to you,
the next lesson cheerio.
The heart of Auroville is the banyan tree
establish the Earth
oneness drive everything.
The Infinite of days,
things are stepped back,
exploded on the scene:
I hate this bible;
I have a schoolbook to cram down your throat,
the rules and regulations;
I just wanna have fun.
The voices chorus.
Just leave my damn trees alone
and my vegetables—
I’m sustainable Auroville.
I’ve got some rocket science get yah,
a whole lot of Sri Aurobindo—
the Mother’s disciples’ Auroville.

It’s a land grab
right in the heart of the city,
and then the government comes in
and makes you disciples of her
all the way to India
that’s the tower we find.
It makes you want to pull up stakes,
the whole registry.
A failed experiment
has come apart on itself.
You can’t get there from here.
You can’t even try.
You just sit and wait
for another dawn.

Where do we go wrong?
The goodwill to continue.
It doesn’t hurt anybody.
It doesn’t seek them shame.
It’s taller than a government
and is not about right of way.
It has no agenda to sell you
at the expense of itself.
It’s charitable to everybody,
even the weak.
It has no bad man.
Goodwill lifts him out of that.
It’s good to everybody.

The fundamentals of goodwill started this place,
and all this was hijacked early on
and has led to today,
a fractured Auroville.
Policy glows in goodwill,
is meant for the right change,
and it glows on our vegetables.
People’s particulars glow in goodwill
to come right themselves.
This is not known among you?
If you see the fruit you see the tree.
Goodwill governs all,
and that’s where we land Auroville
to come back to itself.
Are you going to fight this?
Are you going to make it mean?

The heart collapsed,
the heart of Auroville.
It puts lunch in children’s boxes
and go all over India.
Get to every
place on earth,
the Auroville plane.
This trap is completely
in our noosphere,
such is the spirit of this endeavor,
the daunting human-wide of Auroville.

You’ve blocked me with anger and ill will
from the anger and ill will
in the very pocketbook of Auroville,
the poet of your gifted change,
the poet sent here to warn you.
Just come and govern
everything with ill will,
is this just your blindness or your willful
stance?
Time of death,
is that the lesson of Auroville?

This is the form of the divine.
I report that they are only satellites.
It's all fences regarding the sun.
We can’t get at that meat in the matter.
It’s too broad-minded you,
and you will not meet us there.
I cough this up now
a poem rose
in certain straits,
but I’m not in a tin can.
The availability of truth
is relative to the participant,
but I tell you sincerity guides my house.
It’s what I lean on.
I can get closer to the truth,
but will you meet me there?
Will you even try?

Oh my goodness Auroville,
that’s the study sheet,
that’s what we make our daily rounds:
ever widening to the truth,
ever widening to contain it all,
to stand at last on higher ground,
to get there,
the reason Auroville was made.
We localize human divinity here,
and that is ever the strength now.

I attempted to send this poem via email to recipients in Auroville, but my email ID was blocked. I’d sent the previous poem on this blog, “The New Business”, to all the addresses that blocked this one. This poem and the previous one made the secretary of Auroville, Jayanti Ravi, mad, and she got me kicked out of India over it, personally.

Prayin’ for the Hour of God

On By Donny Lee DukeIn applied nonduality, ego activism, Poetry4 Comments

This poem was posted on the private Facebook group Auroville International. If you have been following recent posts on this blog, I’ve chronicled how they’ve declined everything I’ve tried to post on that Facebook group, totaling nine posts. Now, do I erase all I’ve chronicled? No, I think this might be valuable to show what it means to be heard.

Many a short to a poem.
They won’t do definition.
They get Auroville
working
in its nitty-gritty.
I’m a mountain boat.
We’ve gotta come up with a freeway
to blanket taxes.
Are you on the hate side of reason?
Does anybody get your goat?
Would you like to see them punished?

I’m a round about can.
You’re supposed to do this in your underwear.
I’ll let them know
they have my vote today,
and I will drop all punishment lists
and let them be there,
on the star of human unity,
and I will include them in the new human being.
How can I ensure all this happens?
I don’t require of them anything.
I am just kind to them,
whatever they’ve done,
whoever they are.

If it’s really close to home,
some dirt they’ve done,
my gee that hurt
I will tell them,
but I’m not going to hate you in this conversation.
I’m going to battle you with love.
It’s my duty as an Aurovillian.
Can’t you see the problem?
Human unity cannot hate.
It cannot exclude anyone
from its acceptance speech,
meaning you ignore no one,
and all get your goodwill.
Are we right on that?

That’s the holistic speaker.
That’s how we bring human unity into the room
and not just talk about it.
You with me kids?
I didn’t think so.
I’m just teachin’ yah how to be human,
and you refuse me.
Are you still a mountain to my molehill?

Unconscious everybody
take the city apart.
It can’t stand from within.
A foreign body of law
then comes in
and lords it over all of yah.
Let’s get the goats out of the shed.
She’s not gonna happen
you have no more scapegoats.
That’s a big horse you’re ridin’ Auroville,
and you’ve achieved human unity.

What else is it but including everyone
in the worth you give human being?
You don’t have to take them to lunch.
You don’t have to tie their shoe.
You give them the time of day
like you mean it.
There’s nobody that gets excluded from this.
Alright Aurovillian,
measure up.

Now look behind you.
I’m on your report card.
I open to you
a scientific altar ego,
the scapegoat of the day
where sexual sin meets the railroad tracks.
Nailed on the Cross to suffer with Jesus I said
this isn’t working.
I can’t author you along.
I can’t show you art.
I can’t startle you with spiritual experience.
World experience doesn’t impress you
or the quality of my education
Classical Greek and all that.
Even that I’m a kind human being
that cleans his own house
and makes buttered bread for yah
doesn’t move your feet.
Tada!
It’s a miracle
my boy back this evenin’,
and it wasn’t supposed to happen in a million years.
That made me human to you.

Okay let’s go.
We got so many who just need good faith
to add to their humanity to make it work,
or at least put try on the table.
Come on let’s go brother,
and let’s get goin’ sister.
Made you human enough to look
center stage,
and that’s where we need to be blessed,
oh people of Auroville.

That was an impossibility
you threw away my opportunity
that boy’s comin’ home.
We’re going to do some work
in other children’s bedrooms,
and I’m just going one, one, one.
Silly boys, eight girls,
this tie your shoe.
In the nominal,
in the history of God,
where will we hunch those things?
I want you to lay down,
and we’re gonna move through dream to spiritual experience.
That’s my forte with kids,
and I know how to do it,
and I love it there.
Not the shoes.
A little open-minded—
if I don’t touch a worry root,
okay?
Now let’s get God manifested on this Earth.

photos by the author

The Bell Spirituality

On By Donny Lee DukeIn ego activism, seer poetry1 Comment

feature image “Mithrin at almost 2” by Donny

The attitude will get to the truth of the problem.
You think you’re crystal clear.
You don’t see divine values.
You don’t know what’s going on.
It can’t be seen.
Consciousness is at stake.
You think it’s a populated city
or a decentralized government.
You want to get on with the plan
the Mother wrote.

This is hard fighting.
Nobody knows for sure.
The Mother spoke in parables,
truth, consciousness, and all that.
It’s hard to cypher.
Everybody uses the words
a living embodiment of human unity.
Is there something there?
It’s rained on.
It’s a holistic plan.
I don’t think you see the mechanics on paper.
It’s not in her words.

Catchphrases all
that mean somethin’
bigger than her words.
She saw it
and tried to give us a framework.
We don’t work with consciousness we work with ideas.
This is the miracle flavor,
the most elusive thing on earth,
what we can’t get at with our hands,
what thinking about won’t do:
we need to change consciousness.

Is that all?
It’s so much bigger than that.
It squeezes yah.
It turns you inside out.
It changes your whole world.
You become a unity keeper.
You see divine values in everything.
You’re all about the divine
in every road you take.
You are not ordinary sing on.
You value everything.
God is on the horizon
the thing to do.
When you meet other people,
you come together with yourself.

This is not play along.
You’re identifying it hurts.
I can’t help it.
There’s just so much to that other person.
I see them in me.
I’m not tryin’ to.
I don’t have to quote the Mother.
My own consciousness is quoting time
as it takes off itself.

Do you like the horsefly,
that big moth?
You can just give it directions.
It's not gonna listen to you.
It's not even gonna holler.
It's gonna cringe.
The aircraft knows it—
I am a fraud,
station number 2.
The government of India,
she hosts it.
She does
a Matrimandir quote.
It’s how you know she’s false.
Her network
stays behind the scenes.
She’s the secretary of somethin’.
It’s not Auroville.
She goes for Hindutva prime time.
She believes in Modi.
She will take you for a ride.

A living embodiment of the Mother,
she’s got that on
like she’s wearin’ it.
She’s everywhere.
The administrator on her rounds,
look closely.
That’s an imposter there.
No one says she’s imitating the Mother,
but you see her do it.
When is this gonna red flag?

You’re just putting her picture
in some reach arm of yours,
like you are devoted to her.
Manifesting Auroville’s Twitter feed got the Mother.
Wow, you’d think they’d see that.
Now what do we do with this?
Will people realize what’s going on?
Will people see her for what she is?
She’s here to take Auroville from itself.

She has plans.
The evidence is in the pudding.
See what’s she doin’.
She’s not helping you.
She’s putting together her plan.
That’s to take Auroville
and Modi-fy it.

You don’t see this.
She’s there for that.
The attack,
didn’t it startle you?
And yet you only defy her.
When you gonna turn and face the master plan?
That’s not Auroville.
That’s a government-led organization
putting together a city for itself.
You can’t see that?

We’re all about the secretary.
She’s not the engines of the room.
She’s so little she paints herself
gorgeous/humongous. [words spoken simultaneously]
Look at her many rounds with her picture taken.
She doesn’t know when to quit.

What are you going to do about her?
I think we need to look at her first for what she is.
That’s not the Mother’s emissary.
You need to see this before it’s too late.
I’ll see yah tomorrow,
come again.

Jesus,
consciousness first deal.
There’s somethin’ similar
what would wrong do it.
Completely roam around
that lady’s from Blackwood.
Come together.
Don’t just deal around the tree.
This lady’s got something for you.
Wow, what is it?
Help Auroville
in contrary fashion.

What else would wake Auroville?
She’s needed to stir things up.
We have to get to consciousness.
It’s all around us.
We have to pinpoint the city,
bring it down to our terms.
There’s individuals changing consciousness there.

How does that happen?
We need that lady.
Slowly we’re gettin’ to the root of the matter.
Without her it wouldn’t get done.
We’re finding ourselves.
We know we’re there,
and do we keep goin’?
That’s the whole root of the program:
we are moved to proceed.

Itchy, Scratchy,
terrible to each other,
and we continue.
When’s it gonna stop?
You mean The Itchy & Scratchy Show?
Along midnight,
and people would love to get at me.
Can we come back to this?

That hateful secretary
will keep pushin’ her agenda.
How do we stop her?
We come back
to ourselves in change.
We see ourselves there.
We come together on ourselves
like a divine consciousness foray.
We begin the ascent.
We take high words and make them true.
We put it in our hands,
the way forward.
Consciousness knows that,
and we know the hallmarks of that high change.
That’s where we meet the secretary
and her shadow compartment,
in our very own change.

How do we lift that?
Let’s wait and see.
Let’s go for it,
the change of consciousness ahead,
to open us to what comes.
That will be bigger than the secretary
and any land grab.
We need to be ready for what comes.

Turn around.
We’re grabbin’ the North Pole.
Gonna have a hurricane on our back.
Set me onto Tuesday and Wednesday.
Well, it’s a knockout,
the poem you’ve got in your hands.
Is that skip it?
I can’t do that.
Okay Mother tell me what to do.
Can I have a breather?

No panic attack.
You’re fine.
Just keep sayin’ cheese.
That’s good photography.
Hate o’clock,
8 a.m.,
in their neck of the woods.
Goddamn,
they don’t know anything about you,
and they think they know everything.
Some show.
It’s 9:30.

He who sets out to harm
is not a harmer himself.
They’re spoken for.
There’s a lot more going on with them.
They’re not monsters.
They’re in a cage.
It’s hard for them to relate.
They can do better.
They’re just lifted that’s all,
not ill-treated.

We can name their sins,
and we can bring it to public attention,
directly and with force,
and I’ve done just that.
We don’t want to hurt them
by exposing them.
That is not our aim.
It’s not a bucket of ill will we pour over them.
We name their tune,
say their subterfuge,
give everybody the lowdown.

It’s not fair,
unless community process is at stake,
unless we need to see what’s happening
to community survival.
Exposing someone’s sins
just to get at them
promotes ill will.
How ironic it’s me
calling out this public servant,
and people can call out me.
I’m not sinless.
You could call me a monster
if the zeitgeist guided you and not God.

I am well aware of that.
I’ve put my head on the chopping block
for this secretary to use
to counteract my claims,
or her people.
It’s not the same thing,
but I understand your feelin.
I’ve done this in goodwill,
done it at the Mother’s behest.
I’ve explained to you,
not only accused,
and I’ve put this in terms of consciousness,
not let’s get ‘er.
I’m not asking you to harm her.

I’m showing you process
to remove her,
where you work on yourself to do that,
if she is to leave town,
and not remain with us a private citizen,
when she loses power.
Let the Mother do that.
Let us work for change.

Let’s bring this around to bear:
we work on ourselves to change,
not our habits,
not our lifestyle.
We go to the ground of consciousness and change that.
That’s where we begin.
That’s how we oppose
this hostile takeover.
That’s what you do.
Wear ribbons of opposition.
Let us know your stance.
Get away from me,
we don’t tell anyone that.

I’ve given her the opportunity.
Where are y’all going?
Are you just gonna put me on the chopping block?
Pick up now
all those quotes by the Mother.
In which one does she say to slay?
You’re perfect now.
This is your public image.
I’ve gotta look for it.
See here it’s not there.

Did the Mother ever involve police?
Did she ever call for punishment?
No, she opposed their use.
Madam secretary,
what are you doing?
You’re right in front of me.
It’s land important
the way I see Auroville:
to do something,
to land community
in its galloping road.
I’m not after you Ms Secretary.
I’m tryin’ to change the world.

A yogic see,
you’re hearin’ that now.
I’ve got some things
we all need to see,
and it’s dangerous for me, savvy?
That’s a terrible tale,
I’m destroyed tomorrow.
That’s Hindu
not to meet me there,
in the compassion Jesus gave to the world.
That’s Hindu
precisely where it needs to change.

American solution,
I found Data.
Let’s put ‘im in town square.
Let’s go over some announcements.
Did you see that demon?
Of course you did.
Let’s not please its antics.
We don’t have to inaugurate its spite.
It’s loud among us.
It 3:30.
Let’s get him off our back
and get down to what we’re here for.
Come on! Come on! [vision of Nitish my grandson on his bicycle urging me to join him on mine]
Let’s work on work on the change of consciousness.
It’s not gonna be easy.
Let’s just eat that’s all.
Mother and Sri Aurobindo have left their dynamic program.
I’m in their voice.

Who else would they use?
Humiliated,
brought to bear,
made to be an instrument,
I’m the Aurovillian that knows process training.
See my change of consciousness ahead.
Camera’s
intah the program,
and my photographs have life in them,
you and me baby.

He’s wearin’ the shawl,
the seer’s mantle:
all the menu
is reduced to God,
everything.
And I love tellin’ the time
like I belong there.
I’m an Aurovillian.
That’s my identity
in this human mass,
and you’ll make that official
one day.
I’m on my way.

You’ve heard my name among you.
It’s not a bright name.
Now look at me.
Consciousness rests
for deep removal consciousness renewal.
I’m workin’ on that engine.
Will you hand me a wrench?
Use your hammer again.
You got a moment
to answer simple request.
I’m really aligned with you.
Keep drummin’
Auroville I need you.
A little bit more,
and the secretary will actually believe that.
Great big piece of paper, huh?
Read it hopeful,
and the secretary will actually read it.
Now let us grow.
We all need to.

It still didn’t do
what I’d like it to do,
hit that bottom note.
This is just a survey.
I’ve been trying to
stop representation
and come out with it.

I see Fred look in windows.
The monster isn’t there.
Wash Mithrin’s clothes.
Mithrin
on a change of consciousness.
He’s gettin’ close to two.
We can see it in his hand,
language shaping forth.
It’s all over the place.
Thought,
that big deal,
is getting its engine running.
The baby will be a boy
shortly.
Oh how nice it is to watch.
He wants to see his cookin’.
He’s a bright boy.

Now whatta we do with you,
the spiritual change,
the psychic change?
How far do we go with them?
When is Supermind a word we use?
This is almost nonexistent.
There’s not a realized person among us,
and who has the psychic being out in front?
Can you tell me what they mean?

They transform,
and my how big they are.
I’m counting sheep.
The realized person among us,
can we count ten on the globe?
Can we count eight?
This is a seer’s whistle.
I’m not guessin’ sums.

How large that is,
how large that eight.
Can we find them?
What defines for us the change?
It’s a blur.
We don’t know what realized is,
and we don’t know the psychic change.
We don’t even know what they are.

Mithrin
will give us a clue.
There’s a heavy person there.
A funny little baby,
wasn’t he just was?
I’m gettin’ to the real.
I’m tryin’ to show it to yah.
Now how do we do this on our time?
We have to get past bright words.
The consciousness has to change.

How far you from that
Anandi, Joseba,
and all the rest of you
frustrated with the slow pace of things?
Tell me about it.
Now move.
Stop talking about Auroville’s future
and get down to the business of your change.
That’s what we’re here for,
and that’s what we’re doin’.

I’m serious.
That’s my mode with you.
I’m here to see it through.
Come on Joseba,
will you at least try
to see the real battle ahead?

I don’t have the number
of all the people we’re supposed to have,
but move a city in here,
and we’ve lost the battle.
The ring spirituality come first.
We need to ground first,
for how ever long it takes
to start seeing realized people among us.
The battle’s with your own consciousness.
That’s the right dharma armed.

Let’s not get caught in politics,
Anandi.
Get the job done.
Now it’s time to begin.
Let’s go.

The last consciousness.
Can you believe this?
We see it happen.
We see a realized person among us.
It will be here soon.
There’s no denyin’ it’s comin’.

He’s not to lead us
or change our shorts.
This is not guru time.
There to begin the change,
an individual among us.
It ricochets,
one person’s transformation,
and soon other people are realized.

This is not the way ashram’s work.
We didn’t see it work in ours.
Just a few
got turned on,
but that’s not gonna happen here.
This is a different animal.
The field is prepared.
It’s all laid out
for it to happen,
the Streisand effect.

We’re gatherin’ consciousness now.
Soon the mix will be ready,
and that person will change,
a catalyst for others,
no enlightened sweepstakes,
but enough to start the crowd.
It’s comin’,
and we just have to wait and see.

How much I have said today.
It’s a vehicle for change.
It’s got that on it,
some here recently arrived blueprints.
You’ll find this better than architectural plans
or any number of people.
Well, here we are.