you cast the writings
in the mists of time space mind
you are reflection

Dogs bound along the road.
Hogs squeal their hunger. A toad
Flees to safety from tabby's chase.
Trees sway in the wind. Sol's face
Slowly hides behind the corn.
Softly till next reborn

i dreamt in my mind
reality was kinda
like this here and now

the scents of god l
smell and will follow them all
to my mind center

there is a mind
called shakespeare

there is a mind
called doughnut

ooooohhh doughnut

i bow at the alter in
the church of imperfection
and pray softly here again
in storm of life confusion

on soft clouds i walked so many days
we were lovers and i feel time now with my heartbeat
as we wander far apart
kissed by angels when i'm sleeping
or is your sweet soul touching me
this vaunted world is just a nonscence
without your memorey in mind
in the dark night dear past the moonbeams
i will ever see our favorite star

the beginning of
soul your question the strength of
soul is your answer

the fathomed world will
be transformed only in
a mind that's conscious

in this brain refrain
of pure gold and diamond
your true love for me

the words on the page
nothing but echoes in mind
mama papa me

drunkeness echoes
soft air breathed in again
and i want nothing

i don't play the game
of what if or maybe
i fall into the day

i don't have to i
don't want to there is no why
just fill in the blank

saw evidence of
reality ignored it
poor human mistake

i eat the food of the soft and hard work
   no time is left for a god to appear
cross the river and find a path that works
   a life of effort all live with the true

of not excisting in the mind of self
   and what we call god is a bandaid that
is better than nothing as we bleed life
   out of love upon a table raza

which is true yet maleable so now
   we walk and talk the walking head maybe
not a word is true that's not thought softly in
   a moment of yells and we follow

as to the inner true unheard that
can be peaceful if we try i do not know what

the construct of the
universe is you my friend
you are what is here

i heard a sound  so sweet it brought
me to my knees many sang as one blessed

and lifted the ether from the mass
and it has changed my mind forever

i just hear and know this mind
in the future of time and this time again

sitting on warm wall
small fly is sleeping dreaming
a cognizant mind

i saw a man waiting for a rat
to come out of its hole
so he could eat it

the snow was menacing but i
did not notice i passed by
no avalache ever came

standing naked on a small ledge
thinking waiting to drop hard
i masturbated and left

practice practice and
practice there is no end to
the ever pure piece

i saw a devil
dog on the rotisserie
at a convenience store

knock knock whos there bear
is here what you gonna do
little one protect

dark is not faster than light
   it is everywhere always

      yet

the dark is negated by light
   always forever everywhere

We do so hard grasp these nascent bodies
Of thought that any occurrence of change
Brings with it pain. Deceitful aspect strange
This attribute of sentience. Shared lies
Self formed and self believed, and fierce beloved
Distract the known conscious moment again
And again in heroic effort vain
To shut out the ego damning dreaded
Truth of universal equanimity
Non specific to the fabricate me
The i perceiving. No answers can be
Found to malformed questions. The path to see
Begins with forgetting. But to uproot dreams
Of self repeatedly lived, hatedly looms.

walking the dog down familiar
   blurry roads

what do i see but i want
   there to be

created a spaceship that flew
   me to mars

followed good soldier into
   evil war

stopped all the killing
   hatred no more

i saw a venue in mind
walking towards the shore
of consciousness once more

many generations of me
splashes among the sea
and it is a heartfelt kind

the echoes resound dimly
i think i hear words
or just an error simply

softly i transverse
in my dreams
the whole universe

awake i am human

there is creation
of meaningless words and is
tempest manifest

you are dead *****
call it in on my name your shame
will follow you after death

you are temp free gonna be
a splatter
on the wall on the grass it
does not matter

is there idea
that's not idea but truth
ahhh i do not know

so show me again
what is in your mind i think
i choose to listen

i go to a mind
sometimes that is different
here i am again

**** you you justly
neutered mongrel and the hand
that is up your ****

the water is low
the sun  beets down forever
all  frogs to sleep

a mother in her heart
   dreams
of days of love

and falls to this time of
   reality
of here and now

i can say all kinds
of things that are confusing
none are really true

the squirrels running
on fallen leaves make pathways
into the future

dad original
one master of who i be
sorry i am free

i am here because
of help so much i wonder
why

you do not get better
and stay the same what i do
is different now

cause reality
imposed from somewhere not us
we are just this now

the soul creeper is
you we deny it yet the
the truth ruptures a mind

i listen to words
spoken by all consciousness
i create nothing

in a think my third
eye opened just a lose dream
awake different

escape the matrix
of your construction
a sad honest truth

i see a future
moment told from yesterday
the crime fits the time

head ache head mind
watcha gonna do
wake up from the grave

pace kong navahoe
roger call roger call
sign 213 12

they told me
   prepare for war

of course i said yes
    to fight is save

i see the path ahead
    honor, integrity, conquest

and now i walk certainty
    even unto death