Archive for April, 2010

Buddha-nature shining through

April 29, 2010

Buddha buddies-

Tim and Peanut, my dear neighbors,  always make me smile.

Peanut was a rescue; see Tim’s heart- It’s as big as the ocean! And he has style!

if you don’t do it, no one will, ever. so go.

April 25, 2010

This could be gone tomorrow.

I showed it to some friends;  I was lucky they were there.

I’ve had it complete for 1 day

Creating and giving away;

and someone may take it tomorrow.

What is this grief, instead of joy?

This could be gone tomorrow.

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round bell, square world

April 24, 2010

Feeling the plump of your lips,

not the inversion of your mouth.

To seek in the eyes of another provides.

The burning tender part!

Its flavor bruises my regret.

Her arms sheets of water,

tidal waves of love,  spilling into no-cups.

I see you;

your effort is crazy beautiful.

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there’s nothing here

April 22, 2010

here’s nothing

there.

i would like to talk a little

April 20, 2010

I would like to talk a little.

yes, please.

have some cake?

my ears are burning aren’t yours?

I would like to talk a little

master Dongshan said “Wait till I don’t talk, then you hear it”

relatively and considering causation,

i ‘d rather not see that happen;

time swiftly passes by and opportunity is lost.

“that is to realize through-the-body direct hearing at the time of talking”  –master Dogen


gotta find my house

April 18, 2010

Mental Poisoning

Hey you spent some time in your sleeping bag
I know how people talk like they do
Yeah you’re feeling bad you’re feeling sick you’re feeling sad
but there ain’t nothing wrong with you
hey you’re looking fine you’re looking hot you’re looking good
can i take a look under your hood
yeah you think you’re cold and your battery is low but there ain’t nothing wrong with you
well i know you’re wild but you look so fine and i can’t get you out of my mind
i want to believe that i’m looking for a sign but there’s no flaw in your design
there ain’t nothing wrong with you (3x)
i ain’t lying
there ain’t nothing wrong with you (3x)
that mental poison messed up your mind
nothing
say it again
nothing
just mental poison
nothing
here’s something to chew
there ain’t nothing wrong with you

but i been looking you up and down and i think you could do a lot worse
there ain’t nothing wrong with you (3x)
i ain’t lying
there ain’t nothing wrong with you (3x)
that mental poison messed up your mind

I learn by going where I have to go

April 16, 2010

The Waking Theodore Roethke

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me, so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

the ties that bind…

a death

April 15, 2010

the death of a friend

reexamining the shortness and fragility of life,

reexamining love, loneliness, and longing:

there is no self to love

there is no self to be lonely

there is no self that longs for wholeness

Human poisons reflecting.

IT

is the form; is the emptiness

without which there is no intimacy.

Intimacy.

IT

Lying to ourselves that we don’t need others

is just lying to ourselves

nihilistic pud-wanking

and we become dead and fool ourselves that we are alive

and pure, and free of suffering

So many flowers in the world!

I grieve for this one.

more for you lovelies in this beautiful day

April 11, 2010

dig the hocketing…

peace & love

Dirty Projectors! g-d I love them

April 10, 2010

The renegade feeling satisfied
You blinked and closed your eyes
You like the feeling of Saturday
You love the danger in the night
The restless corpse is collapsed wind
The breath is daffodil
What not become what is lapsing
Into the universal fill
Or maybe just

No intention
Or maybe just
No inention
Woah

When I am full with endeavor
Nothing can stop …..
The freshness of my reality
Makes me feel tingly and hot
When you wake up shouting “Idea!”
Is that a punishment?
You represent saying, “I’m real,”
But is that what you meant
Maybe you meant

No intention
Maybe you meant
No intention
Woah

No intention
No intention
Woah