Author Archives: Rigoberto Rogier

Manopubbaṅgamā Dhammā

(Mind is the forerunner of all states) Study this.Study the causes and conditions,the subtlety,the complexity. What rises into consciousnessis fractional—a rounding erroragainst everything moving beneath it. Study what presents itself.Not to condemn it.Not to become it.Look behind the thought. Behind … Continue reading

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The Visitor

A Palinode for Denska I had a visitorlast week. She stayed much longerthan I wanted.she leaveson her own accord. She brought me a giftfrom beyond the grave. A mirror. I resisted looking. Then slowlythe observationsI had made of others appearedin … Continue reading

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Wild Phlox

Wild Phlox In patchesalong the landscape, purple pink pushingagainst sea shades of endless emerald green. Radiant,though unawareof the beauty it offers. Not trying.Not allowing. It simply is. And this morning,as a passenger crossing into Workland, if I am paying attention, … Continue reading

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Denska

What has his death taught you?What has it taught me? Impermanence—not as philosophy,but as bone and breath,as the way a namesuddenly becomes memory. The wheel turns.Karma is not punishment,only momentum—a mind disturbed,forever arguingwith the love it was born from. Compassionis … Continue reading

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My beloved

My lotus blossom Do I love youMore than I love myself? On too many daysI triedto make you other. I placed my handswhere only lightshould enter. My expectationspressed againstyour petals—petals not waitingfor my touch. I called it love. I thoughtI … Continue reading

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Addiction

You gave this madness a name,called it demon,called it enemy.You learned its patterns,watched how it fastens itselfto your longing and fear.You trained yourself to recognize it,to meet it head-on.We tell ourselves this is courage.We take pride in the battle.But beneath … Continue reading

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The Mystics

The mysticsarrive from a distant land—a place just past the fieldswe know.From that mountain meadowthey can see clearlythis land of oppositesthat I call home.Their hearts are vast open prairie.soil they turnwithout fear,and take partin their own becoming.But we—we who livein … Continue reading

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Winter

She came suddenlyUnannounced.The darkness has arrivedTree leaves have relented,leaving the spindly fingersOf brittle branchesReaching up in gratitude.The ivory snowscape covers the land now.The gripping cold sending us to our home.The darkness comes earlyand leaves lateasking us to listento what we’ve … Continue reading

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Old Friend

There is a sadness in my heart,a softness settlingover the fields.My old friend,Didomous,is tired now.His tricks, once sharp as steel,have softened at the edges.He is no longer the powerful man he was—no longer the captain shouting ordersacross the battles of … Continue reading

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Return to Office

In order toenrich our earnings,We mustoccupy our cathedrals ofWorshipnurturing the slow malignancywe mistake for purpose.Records must be brokenAgain and again.Those who decideCan calculate the price of breadDown to the crumb.but they do not tasteits warmth,its fragrance,Its sweetness.They are ignorant to … Continue reading

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