My death,
Who is it

Anyway,
An Eyeball speaks.

Old Pond.
A frog jumps in.
The sound of water.
Basho

Love is
     Wisdom.

                               Hatred is

                                                       Foolish.

Bertrand Russell

Reality is like two sides
Of a coin,
One side is all experience,
Sound, motion, time and drama.

The other side can only be
experienced in stillness, emptiness
And timelessness.

One side is physical, classical, painful
Newton, Einstein, Bohr and Dirac.

The other side is quantum, random...timeless.
Heisenberg, Feynman and Witten.

Nagarjuna and Candarkirti
The two truths
                          The two truths.

Samsara and Nirvana
Two sides of the same coin

Illusion and Enlightenment
Two sides of the same coin

Electricity and Magnetism
Two sides of the same coin

Matter and Energy
Two sides of the same coin

Personal and Impersonal
Two sides of the same coin

Mind and Body
Two sides of the same coin

Be still and watch,
This magical dream of duality
And illusion.

Never born and Never die
The two truths.

V(x)=24-(1-T2)2+1/8
= ?

Today I sit
writing a poem,

It's 11:40am I look
What have I done!
Another day...has flown by.

You lazy and selfish fool
Writing a poem...what a waste.

What do you hope to achieve
A non- doing of poetry.

What an ego!

So many things, and doings
So many obligations
                                  commitments
And goals.

You drown in activity
But who's the fool!
Time waits for no one.

But,

To die asleep
And...never...really examine
Life..activity...and time.

No. That's not me.

Happiness is found when you stop
Looking,
Our greatest happiness consists
In doing nothing whatever is calculated
to obtain happiness.

I cease striving for happiness
Right and wrong at once become apparent
All by themselves.

Practicing non-doing...you will have both happiness
And well-being.

Heaven does nothing...its non doing is its serenity.
Earth does nothing...its non doing is its rest

From this union of non-doings
All actions proceed,
All things are made.

How vast, how invisible
This coming-to-be!
All things come from nowhere
How vast, how invisible...

No way to explain it
All beings in their perfection
Are born of non-doing.

Hence it is said:
Heaven and earth do nothing
Yet there is nothing they do not do.

Where is the man and woman
Who can attain
To this non-doing?

Chuang Tzu