Jealousy is a pest. However, it should never be ignored. It should be dealt with each and every time it stings your life. Jealousy’s root is Love, which is extremely positive. Love with a capital L because when you understand the very powerful force that Love is, as opposed to the distant whisper of ‘a’ love with a little l, you will understand that the capital is as deserved as that of Nature’s capital N. Your human nature is small, the force of Nature is omnipresent, and omnipotent.
If you can realise that jealousy is in fact Love upside-down then you will be able to accept it, because you will know that it comes from pure motivation, despite its effects on a person being negative. Pure motivation can be trusted, so trust your feelings, but do not allow them to dominate your behaviours. This is in your power. You have to control a jealous surge if it rises inside you – bring your mind to heel. The jealousy is just your mind playing games with your insecurities.
Jealousy is not the same as envy. Be sure you know the difference. Jealousy is not possessiveness, either, although the two are often entwined. Please know that you cannot possess another person. That will kill their spirit. If it can be accepted that nothing is ‘yours’ to hold on to in this life, then jealousy becomes unnecessary. You realise that you cannot allow your mind to dominate you with its hints, suggestions, and you move on from feelings of jealousy with a determination. You hold mind firmly in its place – it knows well where that place is – and you stand back and watch your jealousy happen, and then let it go. It is essential to let it go.
If you think the acrobats have time to consider their state of mind before they fly,
you are underestimating the freedom they find in flight.
They do not need to consider such things. They understand trust.
If you think like an acrobat you will find that your head stays silent, awed, whilst you work.
It knows its place.
If you feel like an acrobat, that is your business. Your body – your trained senses – are your business.
Trust the bearings your body gives you.
Trust your senses to tell you one side of the story.
Let your perception tell you a second.
Trust instinct – the Knowing – to show you a third.
That way, your performance will be flawless.
Acrobats are made for flawless performances.
The tiger is sick of sitting in his own piss and stink. That is no way to treat majesty.
And when does the stupid act he does buy him back the wild?
It had better be soon. He is tired of sitting in a small cage measuring man’s promise.
He is bored of wowing ignorant children
for the sake of their careless parents.
The flaming-hoop story is old. Tired. It passes the time.
The tiger is so bored it could die.
It accepts – and hates – in equal measure.
Who dares put the grizzly bear in a ruffled pink skirt on a tricycle, and then laugh, invite laughter?
Who does that for his living? The tiger smiles.
The same man who chases the elephants around in little hats. The tiger chuckles.
It is not wise to push the elephants.
The time is coming to shoot the clown out of the cannon.
He has a safety net. No one is scared.
Perhaps it would be funnier another way.
The clowns fight behind the scenes. They suffer petty jealousies and hangovers, from before.
The clowns hold grudges. They play favourites; poker.
None of them are good losers.
It is time for the clowns to get new clothes.
Their uniforms are worn.
The budget was cut last year. Again.
Clowns’ outfits are not a priority in the new one.
They grumble at the pecking order.
No one cares about the clowns.
They are right.
Their act would not be missed, were it axed.
Think about it.
They are a distraction to the main event, a time-filler.
Hardly an act.