POEM: Lust Potential

Lust Potential

He looked about him
And saw
Their cups were filled
Even overflowing
And still
He mourned
The size of their cups

Years ago, I heard a description of as a place where no matter the size of our cups all that we would know is that our cups are full.  I thought that this was a brilliant and of humans resolving their relentless need to be more than who they are now.  This heavenly description illuminated some brilliant facets of human : that regardless of our capabilities we can be fulfilled, and that we need not compare our capabilities to others.  Of course, while this is a heavenly scenario, an illuminating ideal, us earthbound folks must grapple with , , and the unquenchable inclination to be more than we are now.  I believe that the first two can be redeemed; the latter I suspect is behind any impetus to even be redeemed!

is the emotion that we feel when we want something that another possesses.  Typically, this is viewed with a negative connotation, a precursor to destructive behavior and relations. lives within a of , closed-sum thinking, and the fearful consequence which may ensue.  However, it can be viewed as inspirational, a precursor to creative behavior and relations.  Such can be made possible by living into , where even or lack is parlayed into some positive gain, creating room for growth.  is the emotion we have when we that we may be replaced in the affection of another.  is also typically viewed with a negative connotation, living out of a place of insecurity, focusing on what we may lack and what another may want.  is simply pre- a potential .  And while is a critical human developmental process, attempting to do the of before an actual has several great dangers.  First, the may never occur and we end up training for an event that is only in our head — this is needless worry.  Worse yet, such needless worry may actually facilitate our fears coming true, become a — or perhaps more aptly, a self-unfulfilling prophecy!  Next, dealing with an imagined loss may have little bearing on what it takes to deal with an actual loss that does occur.  Like , is rooted in holds us back from deeper and larger realities.  Nonetheless, even offers the pregnant revealed in a stark contrast between itself and is always looming!   Weave only got to hang in there!!  Both envy and can be wielded as an effective diagnostic tool to identify our fears, thus opening the of testing these fears against the standards of manifests itself in many ways.  can be the enjoyment and aroused by the preferred particularities of our can be the filial or brotherly affection we with one another.  can be the intimate and erotic pleasures of a lover and best friend.  can be the unconditional of -like proportions, ever wooing us to be better, even more than we are now.  can be experiencing unconditional so that we need not worry about what we have or don’t have, or who we are or aren’t.  Mysteriously and paradoxically, this latter unconditional seems to be the firmest foundation for .

I wrote this poem partly because I have a personality where I see everything against a backdrop of perfection, which can drive me to heights of positive aspirations, or reduce me to a mole mountains of loss potential.   I see the aspect of needing to be more than we are as an inescapable facet of being human.  Fortunately, it is not the only facet.  There is the rest.  I can that has to offer without adding or subtracting anything.  And by not comparing myself to other, I become incomparable.

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