I can feel the stillness around
The harbinger of secret knowledge
Wind whispers the message in my ear
Stirring the silence within me
And everything finite becomes infinite
As I lose myself in the depth of stillness

It was a Tuesday
When you last ventured through my mind
11.11am square
Was when I last did find
My piece of mind
I lost our time
My world is out of wack
Tell me, when are you coming back
It's 11.12am now and I'm left wondering

What if I fell in love
With a broken down *******
Not because I needed to fix him
But simply because I wanted to revel in his beauty
The maddening craziness
Of a life
A life that didn't need to be maintained with perfection
A life where you could just knock down pillars that you didn't need
Destroy friendships that weren't beneficial
A life where one could disown one's own mother
Without the whole neighbourhood offering their tut-tuts
And their 5 cents too many
About how to trim your garden
What if I fell in love with a life
Who let their weeds grow
And created a garden out of thorns
A **** patch that would make those neighbours shriek
What if I fell in love with chaos and disorder
Not to right the tables
Nor to order the shelves
What if I didn't attempt to prune the garden
But I let it grow into a forest
And then laughed when I stepped on a thorn
What if I let the sun shine through the madness
What if I opened my arms to the destruction
What if you sung me a lullaby out of tune
And I asked you to sing it anyways…

One once said: “If you fall, go down in style,”
This, the long lasting wisdom of a friend;
Always carry a warm and gentle smile,
Instead of dropping you will ascend.

Independence is an illusion.
Dependence implies that some thing else must be independent.
¡Throw both of these words out!
Interdependence is the nature of reality.

Progression is one sided.
A ball moving through space must have a point of relativity.
If you can understand relativity: forwards and backwards are the same thing.
Relative reality is one sided, reality isn't.

Life and death are an illusion.
A line drawn by the mind of a fearful human.
After you die, which is inevitable,
You will feed the unity of life.

Keep these three truths close to you
And you can truly know freedom
from the illusions
of the human mind.

Chanting 'round fire, I find your ascetic attire.
Swallow me in your divine robes of love.
Burn away what is lost and all is found.

Sun of Knowledge bring Life to stone.
This world is magic and your very own.
Lost along the tiring brick roads,
I retire back home. Solid, within my deep forest throne.

suddenly I find myself back at the place of my birth
the cars are driven fast and there is lots of them
My father listens to a radio station I had forgotten
My mother hovers around, a saint in the making
My siblings offer dinner dates and catch ups
And all I can think is, " my hermitage misses me"

When tanks sit empty
Outside refineries,
Every drop of blood and oil
Spilled and spent

When the world is plunged
Into pre-digital chaos,
Knowledge trapped forever
In e-books and emails

When civilization collapses,
Falling on empty bellies
To the desperate cries
For help in the darkness

There will still be fools
Running down abandoned streets,
Struggling beneath the weight
Of large-screen flat panel TVs