Exists as himself
for himself
Without attachment to conventional morality
He is not here to save
the people of the city or progress society
A true resident of the frontier
He is the uncompromising uniqueness
of the vastness
Beyond good and evil
Unlike ordinary humans
He has no judgment
Present for those brief moments
of transition
Only the dying can see him
He is the man with no name
That part of us with no identity
other than itself
That which is not seen in the world
Always in the distance
Hidden somewhere behind
He is the un-manifest
The rugged angel
The Nagual
The mystery
He makes no apologies
He has a different agenda
He liberates the conflicted
from their battles
between ‘yes' and ‘no'
He is a sharp shooter
He is a cord cutter
He goes into the earth
to get the gold
He has no reason
He just knows
One has to be in the grave
One has to hang
And one has to walk away
(Poetically curated by zenKOAL from the teachings of Koyote the Blind.)

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