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755 · Nov 2013
Music is much like Life:
Music is much like Life:
it begins and it ends
it goes through stages
it has an ebb and flow
it is arbitrary yet structured
it is abstract; relative only unto itself
and once it stops, it's over.

The first thing that happens
defines a point of relativity
and around that rhythmic, melodic and harmonic axiom
everything else is free to move;
but, once it has ended,
silence;
perhaps applause.

Otherwise, peace.

An encore wasn't in the contract.

The only dissonance
is internal;
cognitive.

But,
once it has happened,
if if it significant enough,
it creates waves that ne'er cease to ripple and refract
and in such a way they are immortal
and in such a way they are free
to have a causal effect on the rest of Humanity;
on the rest of Reality.

Music, much like Life,
comes from Void
into Existence,
then it suffers the physical world
and then it returns again
to motionlessness,
perhaps even Void again,
and from there,
who's to say?

So, I suppose, the moral is
to not be afraid of who you are;
learn it and come to terms with it
and learn what drives it forth
and then utilize that
and do it to the utmost
that others may see thy, as well as their own, Light
that they, themselves, may be inspired
to shine bright
that Light of their own.

In that way and that way alone
shall we bring forth an Enlightened World.
754 · Feb 2014
Zen
Zen
We seldom wish
to let go
of what we have,
but,
it is only once it's lost
that we begin to realize,
once more,
how easily we can begin anew,
once more.

For this reason,
seek simplicity
and elegance,
not only in what you have,
but also in what you do,
and unto what and whom
you chose to share and impart
your divine Energy;
your mortal Time.
753 · Aug 2013
Moral objection
I am a conscientious objector
to this System's Ubiquitism
752 · Jan 2014
A nice July Afternoon
Today is a rather nice July afternoon in the Sierra Foothills.
751 · Apr 2013
Unrealistic Expectations
I was going to write a long poem about expectations
and how they poison perceptions and **** relationships,
but I realized that my expectations of the would-be piece
are what kept it from ever happening;

I wrote out a few pages of material, but I highlighted it all and replaced it with what you see now.
Who knows?

Perhaps that's more poignant than what I would have written.
751 · Nov 2013
A Title eludes me
It's sorta depressing,
though in a rather funny kind of way,
being single and studying the Kama Sutra
as I have been
that I may adequately worship
the Temple of One I may encounter
who proves to be worthy
of such tactful exaltation
751 · Jul 2019
Discression
"Could you not do that in here?
It's just that I'm trying not to do it when she's here.."

"Oh sh-... sorry, I forgot."
"Oh, you're fine, it's just that I wanna be able to know
if it isn't."
Genau wie Wasser
durch einen Behälter geformt ist,
sind wir so auch
durch unsere Umwelt geformt.

Wann du
nach Änderung eiferst,
flieh mal
zu einer neue Umwelt.

--

Just as Water
is shaped by a Container,
so are we
shaped by our Environment:

If ye
strive for Change,
escape
unto a new Environment.
Title: Fluids take always the form of their container, and we are fluid.
750 · Mar 2014
Hinderance Thresholds
There exist Thresholds
past which One hinders One's Self
waiting for Others.

There is a certain
virtue to just moving on
when necessary.

Impersonal truth,
very much can be painful;
so it's always been.

Some things ne'er shall change,
though one cannot ascertain:
discretion is key.

There exist Thresholds,
beyond which we can't perceive;
One cannot discern.

There exist Thresholds,
once passed are gone forever:
One must act with care.

There exist Thresholds,
transient yet permanent-
take heed; beware.
748 · Sep 2013
Pawn
I refuse to be a Pawn
in your ******-up game;
not that I seek that you are my Pawn
but that I refuse to be
the ***** I seem to be
in your Head
747 · Jul 2012
Unexpected Company
Some nights, as I wait for Sleep to come
Sorrow instead comes to visit.

Although I do not dwell upon the past,
it seems that it dwells within me.

As much as I'd like to banish them from my mind,
the scars of my history still indeed exist.
I cannot so effortlessly excommunicate myself from my past,
as it is the path which has led me to where I find myself today.

My sorrow is just as much my rudder as my joy.
747 · Apr 2015
Ungh!
To need to write books is great;
to need but one line is greater!
To be willing to break that line-
to disregard it and to cross it:
that is a certian kind of courage.


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746 · May 2013
PSA
PSA
In eine laufende Mühe mein Deutsch zu üben und verbessern,
werde ich hierauf auf Deutsch mehr schreiben.
Normalerweise werde ich versuchen Übersetzungen hinzufügen,
aber werde das natürlich nicht immer das Fall sein. ;)
-
Wenn du Deutsch kennst, sollst du bitte mir helfen, mein Deutsch zu verbessern.
Es ist nicht leicht auf eine fremde Sprache zu schreiben, geschweige gut.
Geschweige wann es von so viele Leute so öffentlich kritisiert sein kann.
In an ongoing effort to practice and improve my German,
I will be writing in German more on here.
Normally I will try to include translations,
but naturally that won't always be the case. ;)
-
If you know German, you should please help me to improve my German.
It is not easy to write in another language, let alone well.
let alone when it can be so openly criticized by so many people.
746 · Jan 2014
Resolutions
New Years Resolutions are a replacement for daily resolutions.
Don't change yourself once a year; change yourself constantly.
Happy New Year!
Here's to a wonderful, beautiful, enlightening and happy 2014!
745 · Aug 2013
Unrealized Potential
If you didn't have the capacity
to be so ******* amazing
I wouldn't be so ******* disappointed.
Fictional/Rhetorical/Hypothetical/Reminiscent
736 · Jun 2016
Fortune favors Incentive
Each
and every
accomplishment
begins with
a rather humble decision;
the willingness
to *try
736 · Sep 2013
Highness
Slept through all that ******* Thunder
but not the closing of the front Door?

Pardon us, your ******* Highness,
for living some of our Lives
before ******* 18:30;

Please, your ******* Highness,
take a step back from yourself
if you can fathom anything
other than yourself.

We try not to begrudge you your Schedule;
reciprocate by not begrudging the majority of the House theirs.
Yay self-absorbed roomates!
Treading water in the Ocean of my mind.
Thinking of what lies below
in the crushing black abyss
that is my subconscious.
Hoping that when I drift off
into my nightly slumber
the dreams which come to visit
are reflections of my nirvana,
and not that of my hell.
The convections which bring
my subconscious to the surface
are vehicles fore my hopes
as well as my fears.
The current of my thoughts
carries with it the beautiful fish
as well as the hungry sharks.
Each is fleeting, as are we.
Our biggest limit
seems to me to be
that to which we limit ourselves.
I had that idea one day, then wrote it on a piece of paper and then taped the piece of paper to the back of my computer monitor over a year ago now. It's a bit tattered, but it is still there.
732 · Oct 2013
Hell hath no Fury
Writing a good negatively charged poem is like taking a good **** for the Psyche;
it is toxic and you'll be diseased if you do nothing but wallow in it,
but it is great to detox and get it as far out of you as possible.

It even tells you what your habits have been like,
if you know what to look for.
And sometimes,
you feel like a new person afterwords;
lighter,
more nimble,
sort-of post-deficum bliss,
and your pants sometimes even seem to fit better.

Just remember not to force it;
just accommodate it when you feel it.
Hah; it's as I've always said:

"Always answer
when Mother Nature calls;
that ***** can leave some nasty messages."
Airs of facetiousness, though you know what they say about truth and humour!
I apologize for the.. abrasive imagery here, but I thought it applicable on a base level.
730 · Mar 2020
Desireé
I've grown so very tired
of this vortex of ******* drama
innondating and drowning me.

You are to me
as if lighthouse
to wayward vessels
upon the seas.

You are to me
hope in a time of need.
You are to me
wisdom I'd better heed.
You are to me
quite a unique breed, indeed.

You are so much more to me
than words can ever even hope to achieve.
(How's that for cheesy?! Haha)
730 · May 2014
Endure
"Should have"
and
"shouldn't have"
matter not
"right now,"
all that truly matters
is what's done
and what is.


Endure.


Learn.
Cope.
Learn.

Though,
take "should"
and "shouldn't"
into future consideration,
for that is when they shall truly matter.
729 · Feb 2014
No title necessary
I could take
belligerent opposition
to Others in everyday life,
or I could be an Adult
and **** it up,
my judgement and my hubris,
and see where Others will go
if they get their way;
in fact,
I'll try to help
in any way,
if I can.

Perhaps
they will learn a lesson,
or perhaps I shall;
but, regardless, I hope
in turn,
all shall be wiser.
725 · Mar 2013
Reality
Reality is more subtle
than perception ever could be-

You can never know
Not in this mortality:
You can never know.
725 · Aug 2013
Love
I don't want to ****,
I want to make love;
to caress her cheek with one hand
and to hold her hand,
fingers interlaced,
with the other.

I don't want to ****,
I want to express passion;
to kiss fervidly, yet sweetly,
and then to look her in the Eyes
struggling to gasp the words
“****, I love you!”

I don't want to ****,
I want to just cuddle naked;
to feel our mutual Skin
with and without friction,
with and without hair,
or sweat, or light;
resting, or not,
upon each other.

I don't want to ****,
I want to feel a connection
transcending the physical:
I want to feel the warmth of true Love;
in my Heart,
in my Mind,
in my Soul,
as well as
on my Skin.
This came to me in the shower;
so I got out and wrote it down.
Then, I decided to share it.

I can't tell if this is a dream or a memory;
it seems to be a bit of both.
724 · Apr 2013
Get Over Yourself
Life is far too short, diverse, and beautiful
to dwell on petty ******* drama.
An abrasive reminder.
Who am I talking about or to?
Sometimes it is me. Sometimes it is you.
Sometimes it is both. Sometimes it is neither.
724 · Mar 2014
Stunden zu Lernen
Alles, was man machen kann,
wäre seine Stunden zu lernen,
und jede Verstoß zu vergeben.

Nun, wenn das nur so leicht zu tun wäre!
Ich vermute, doch, ohne Kampf,
kein Nutzen würde bekommen.

Die Behinderung ist der Pfad.
-
All that one can do
would be to learn his Lessons
and to forgive each Transgression.

Now, if only that were so easy to do!
I conjecture, though, without Struggle,
no gain would be had.

The Obstacle is the Path.
Title: Lessons to learn
723 · Feb 2014
Early afternoon Ritual
Twenty-two Push-ups, T'ai Chi, and Death Metal:
A great way to greet the day;
Some spiritual and physical calibration
and then some cathartic rocking out.
As of when I clocked out last night (at 0.30),
I had worked 19 of the last 36 hours.
I go back in at 17.30 PST tonight for at least 7 more.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O8qBfQEvdrk <- to Forgive is to Suffer - Death
722 · Jan 2017
Golf Proverb
"If you're caught on a golf course during a thunderstorm
and you're afraid of lightning, hold up a 1-iron.  
Not even God can hit a 1-iron."
-Lee Trevino
It seizes One with Fear
and then points One in a direction,
though it is not fatal
if One finds yet motivation.

It doth render unto One
the Courage to create,
though, indeed, such Power
comes also with such potential
as to destroy without so much
as a Care.

Tread e'er with caution;
it doth come in waves.

Hey,
speaking of Waves:
please do not forget
to drink Water,
for mere magical Water
can be a sort-of cure-all
of neigh infinite mystery;
and please do not forget
to Breathe
as slowly, and with
as much reverence for the present moment
and to seek to speak as simply, yet succinctly,
as One can find possible;
for One never is to know
which Breath it shall be,
or, worse: was,
that would be One's Last.
-
To be creative
is to exercise
that inner Daemon
known to us, Jungians,
as One's very own
Shadow:
Shadow

seems keen
to reveal itself
at the most, shall we say,
opportune of Times,
though, as I find,
Opportunity, itself,
is a matter of
absolute value;
and, as such,
it can be
either
verily
creative
or
destructive,
depending
on the Will (or lack thereof)
of it's User (or lack thereof)
.
Love

is quite the Opportunity.
and quite the same is true of Life.
Joy
is quite the Opportunity,
and such is also true of Strife.

Thus, I cast this genuine penumbral Plea-
thus, I cast this penned and umbral Plea:


Please
cast thy Shadow
with the utmost and greatest Care,
lest it envelop thy Being;
usurping thy cognitive throne-

that is, as opposed to
incorporation of Shadow
via the omnitool Mirrors
of Awareness- of Mind:
thusly Shadow augments
the arsenal of One's very own Self.

Beware, though,
for the System, itself,
has it's sordid defenses.

Also, and once more,
please do not forget
to cast thy Shadow
with great Care, and
please do not forget
to cast nary a Shadow
without Self Awareness.
Written totally in the moment.
Some semicolons edited to periods, just to switch up my own punctuation, both symbolically and literally.
Thank you for reading.
720 · Feb 2015
For what it's Worth
Love-making and *******
don't have to be mutually exclusive-
just like tame and eccentric,
or introverted and extroverted.
Level-headed and insane.
Wise and foolish.
Yin and yang, man.
Each has it's place
'pon this crazy ******* journey
we, in English, have come to call
"Life"
and sometimes
they overlap
in a funny way.

Balance is qi.
Couldn't think of a title.
Bask in it!
719 · Oct 2013
What if it's a allusion?
It is critical to many
of Wealth and Power
that the next Jesus is crucified
before he becomes all too able
to start flipping their tables.
718 · Apr 2014
So-crates!
"Socrates? Hey, we know that name!"
"Yeah! Hey, look him up."
"Oh, it's under So-crates."
"Oh yeah!"

"So-crates: The only true wisdom consists in knowing that you know nothing."
"That's us, dude!"
"Oh, yeah!"
"Let's bag him!"

"Our lives are but specks of dust
falling through the fingers
of time."

"How's it goin!?
I'm Bill, this is Ted.
We're from the future."

"Socrates. Mm."

"Now what?"
"I dunno.. Philosophize with him!"

"All we are is dust in the wind, dude."

"Dust. Wind." "Dude."

"Yes! Like the sands of the hourglass,
so are the days of our lives! Ha haha!"

"Let's get out of here, dude."
Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure rocks.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lgM7DFbeBQY
717 · Sep 2013
Qualität vor Quantität
Is it really such a weird thing
to want to get into a person's Mind
and to see their Mind laid bare before me
and to see what they are capable of doing with it,
before I want to get into a person's pants
and to see their Body laid bare before me
and to see what they are capable of doing with it?

Bitter-sweetly,
it makes it that much rarer to get tail
when Brains and the capacity to use them
are prerequisites.

Nonetheless,
I wouldn't have it any other way;
I value certain things too much,
though I do also have Desires;
that's where Self-Discipline comes in.
Title is "Quality before Quantity" in German
717 · Feb 2014
I
I
am a walker, a thinker,
an observer and a dreamer.
A jester and a king,
a son and a father.
A rocker, a listener,
an author and a reader.
Both a fool and a friend,
I'll be a lover 'til the end.

A Philosopher Artist,
a musical cathartist.
A monk and an Ape,
I'm but a God in Human shape.

A mortal, and glad,
being Alive in this Universe
ain't half bad.
716 · Jun 2013
Life with a Mind
Life with a Mind is like watching large insects
while just a little too high on LSD.

If you can relate to the former, you may understand; if you can't, well, I wish you luck in trying.
Yay for analogies!
714 · Mar 2014
Compassion hurts.
714 · Jul 2016
Life [punctuation]
Life is punctuation
ephimerally punctuated
by something to punctuate!
713 · Jan 2014
Contextual Inspiration
It is quite remarkable what One can do,
if and when One would only choose to.
713 · Jul 2013
Shadow is not Bad
Shadow is not Bad;
Respect it and Express it,
it will reward you.

Shadow is not Bad;
it is a Torrent that can
push forward, **** down.

It's your choice.

Shadow is not Bad;
heed it and give it the Space
that Shadow deserves.

Shadow is not Bad;
sublimate it into Art-
the **** out of Mind

It's your choice
before it's too late.

Shadow can be Bad
if it's ignored and repressed;
fed instead of led.

Shadow can be Bad
it can consume your Being
from the inside, out.
More on the Jungian theme of Shadow!

Umbral expression, as I've come to call it,
is a critical catharsis and metamorphosis
711 · Jul 2013
Double Standards [Saviors]
The same acts done by Saviors
all those Mythic Years ago
would be seen as or said to be
acts of Terrorism andTreachery today:

Conciser the proverbial situations of
Flipping the Tax Collector's Tables
Sacking the Evil cities, like Jericho
Questioning the Dogma of Antiquity
Resisting the Tyranny that Is
The Void was pregnant with infinite potential.

The Universe is the OneSong which which was born of an ****** of Spirit and Energy
The result is a realm of frozen Energy imbued with Spirit,
Subject to Time, Creativity, the laws of Physics and Mortality.
Existence is Temporary yet perpetually cyclical.
Seamless.
Beautiful.

All reflects the creative Godself.
708 · Jan 2014
Back Seat Distraction
If you want something done
the way you want it to be done,
don't be an obnoxious back seat driver;
simply do it yourself.

That isn't to say
that if you have a say
not to offer it;
but if your say
falls on deaf ears
then set out to accomplish
of thy own accord
708 · Jan 2015
Media and Terrorists
Apparently,
it takes networks of terrorists
to point out the networks of terrorists.

Thank God our terrorists
wear suits and weaponize propaganda
using cameras, microphones, and satellites.

Otherwise,
we might look just as bad
as we make others out to be.

Oh, wait...
707 · Jul 2013
Book Cover
"Don't judge a Book by it's Cover."

Well,
isn't that what the Cover is for?
Isn't the Cover supposed to reflect
the things on the pages within?

Sometimes a Cover is deliberate.
Sometimes it is ascetic.
Sometimes it is gaudy.
Sometimes it is natural.
Sometimes it is artificial.
Sometimes it is physical.
Sometimes it is accurate.
Sometimes it is arbitrary.
Sometimes it is misleading.
Sometimes it is informative.
Sometimes it is psychological.
Other times it can be rather ironic.

So,
I guess,
The Cover does not necessarily reflect
the pages within
except perhaps in a Context defined by
the pages within.

But,
when it comes to People,
in my experience, it doth indeed seem
you can judge many a Book by the Cover
(though you can't be too surprised when you're wrong),
for most People seem not so clever
as to disguise their Cover
when perhaps they really ought to:

Although it's quite true Honesty is a Virtue, a Leopard still will ne'er change it's spots.

Tread lightly.
I hope my writings are as much of an adventure for you, as readers, as they are for me, as their author.
Je mehr ich mich umsehe,
desto mehr es mir scheint,
dass wir Schafe sind-
dass wir zum Schlaf sind.

---

The more I look around me,
the more it seems to me
that we are Sheep
that we are asleep.
706 · Oct 2014
Ich will mich finden
Ich will trinken,
doch hab' ich kein'n Durst.

Ich will essen,
doch hab' ich kein'n Hunger.

Ich will atmen,
doch ich will nicht ausatmen.

Ich will sehen,
doch ich will nicht gucken.

Ich will verstehen,
doch ich will nicht denken.

Ich will lernen,
doch hab' ich keine Neugier.

Ich will mich finden,
doch weiss ich nur draußen zu suchen.

Also ist es
dass Eine, wer drin sucht,
findet Antworten;
findet sich selbst.
I want to drink,
but I am not thirsty.

I want to eat,
but I am not hungry.

I want to breathe,
but I don't want to exhale.

I want to see,
but I don't want to look.

I want to understand,
but I don't want to think.

I want to learn,
but I have no curiosity.

I want to find myself,
but I only know to look outside.

Such is it
that One, who seeks within,
finds One's answers;
find's One's self.
-
(Ideally, the reader is listening to Eugen Cicero's jazz rendition of "Hungarian Rhapsody No.2" by Franz Liszt. Were there only to be a link in the note...)

Everything
going into making this experience even possible
is so ******* incredible
that the very very very very least we could do
is learn how to some ******* respect and gratitude.
If not for the whole Universe,
at least for this opportunity to live
and for One-another
no matter how flawed or unideal the real is
regardless of what your epistemology says we can know real as-
keep it real:
real is what is made of it.
I think that's simultaneously the most frightening and liberating realization that one can have in this life-
say what you will about biology,
I'm quite content that the Body is a Vessel, not a pilot.
Science addresses the realm of the physical.
I have an intuitive suspicion that there's more to the universe and to our 'reality' and to our 'Self' than meets our particular **** Sapiens Sapiens sensory organs.
Of course, that's not to downplay the sacred art of Science,
nor the sacred Science of Art,
but that I simply perceive the Physical as a sort-of crystalline Echo
of that which cannot be perceived, named, or depicted
in any form
other than
Time.
Life.
Experience.
It's the pilot of your body's vessel that I'm trying to address now.

Does that make any sense?

You'd think you'd know if you knew,
but what if you'd just never thought of it like that?

You know-
We all suffering.
We all imperfect.
We works in progress,
but we all worth it.
So, show some ******* respect for this opportunity
and respect it and take heed
when people call it divine or sacred
because it is
even if the people that most often use those words sure are not.

None of that changes what simply is.
We all know that already,
we were born knowing;
t'is remembering that's the problem.

We all came from the same Source.
Everything had to have.
Bring the Source forth through what you do each and every day.
That Source, for lack of a better term, is God.
Or, any of various translations/conversions:
Jehovah, JHWH, Yahweh, Allah, Jah, Zeus, Jupiter.
Even Jesus, or Krishna.. Whatever.
I prefer the concept of the Tao; impersonal.
Pick your brand. You get the idea.

You have the powers of intention and manifestation.
You have the power of attention.
You have the power of choice.
This is why they fear you.
Not people; the Energies:
we're too mercurial for the Gods;
we can't even be trusted with ourselves!


Go all the way or go back-
but there's no going back shy of death,
so I guess we may as well go all the way
while we still have a shot at it.

Thank you for reading/listening.
Blessings upon thy Path.
--
Oh, there is one more thing:
if you can't have a childish and fun-centered sense of humour
about deep, lofty spiritual matters
then *******-
we must attend different schools
'cause I'm independent but draw influence
and you probably should be the same way.

Humor is a fantastic tool.
If your life struggle has not made you callous enough to make dark and twisted jokes about the very nature of the human condition,
I'll have what you're having
and if you're not sharing,
at least hook it up with the hook ups
if they're so worth having.
I mean, that's just etiquette!
;)
..so raw and empowering..

Something between a prayer, rap, meditation, rant and catharsis.


Putting energy out into the universe is a crazy ******* thing.
The thing about energy in the universe is that there's just so ******* much of it.. it's sort-of a big deal.

The thing about the universe is in the energy, man!

Also, Jamo, you were so ******* right.

Parts of this I was practically in tears writing,
at other parts I was even saddened!

I guess that's called "Art?"
Sure, we've got a box for that! Just throw it in!
Just, don't mind the breaking sounds..

This took an hour, and it was done for most of it!
Time to go sip some cool red wine in a warm bath
and see if that doesn't persuade my brain to wind down;
at this point it seems like it'd only be fuel for the fire,
but there's only one way to find out!

ROCK FORTH AND BE KNOWN.

Extra Credit:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k9SZL0_1n7I

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Just so you know, dear Girl,
I can't read your messages
if I wanted to:
THAT PAGE IS NOT CURRENTLY VISIBLE.

I can't view your page
if I wanted to:
THAT PAGE IS NOT CURRENTLY VISIBLE.

I can't text you or call you
if I wanted to:
I deleted your number a number of months ago.

Sorry, but not really.
I just wanted you to be able to know
if you wanted to
that I've tried to read your new stuff
that I've tried to read your messages
and I've tried to send you a message back,
however, that page is not currently visible.

Know that I don't hate you
and I don't begrudge you, per se,
it's just that I haven't been able to stand even the thought of you.

I don't think of you as a *****.
I thought you were a very cool person.
That's part of what made it hurt so bad.

I know we're both young.
I know we made mistakes.
I don't wish you ill.

To me, a lot is based on Respect
and you made it impossible
for me to respect you
for a little while.

Perhaps that will change someday.
Perhaps we will bump into each other sometime.
Perhaps we could become friends once more
and see where it goes,
but don't get your hopes up
because that page
is currently not visible.
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