So...

beyond comprehension 

This radical

life

is so

simple that

it's beyond a

comprehension 

anchored in work-a-day

To be jobless is radical beyond

comprehension. We say in Perma-

culture that everything farms or works

And isn't that precisely so such that how 

can we use 'work' and 'job' synonymously

We are blind within What Is by filters of 

our own making --own our making 

our own making

How many

layers

deep?

What kind

of forest floor

is under your feet?

Will you lay yourself down

On that floor as a radical act 

Of awakening to What Is 

However prickly of a 

bed that is seem-

ingly bereft of 

the very

nutrients

(we are that)

that each of us

so thrive on: space

grace listening subtleties

Of being  Being of What Is

Did you ever notice that things

simply grow on their own and thrive?

So what's this business we conjure up

each and every other moment of

the day today that is simply 

the magnificence of life

unfolding as we are?

Comprehend.

You dig?

Let it 

Be

Life

Itself

Beyond.

Thank you Shareable. This poem is partly inspired by this interview on jobless living:

http://www.shareable.net/blog/the-good-life-lab-radical-experiments-in-hands-on-living?utm_content=rhythmresponse%40gmail.com&utm_source=VerticalResponse&utm_medium=Email&utm_term=Read%20more&utm_campaign=Shareable%3A%20The%20Dark%20Side%20of%20the%20Sharing%20Economycontent#.UdLwSzTTpWw.twitter