the world folds into
unconscious mind which sends dream
to ego center

saw a spectre in
the joy of life it belongs
there to the end times

full oblivion
or demand of consciousness
i am i am i

white snow and rabbits
cuddle up to me for warmth
the presence of is

"You"

I, half whole, stumbled
Often along my way.
Dragging the weight of errors
Added to disease.
Near blind, I cursed the chaos
In darkness,
Not even knowing there were
Lights to be lit.
And my living heart bled.
Three quarters dead and dying
I reached outside myself
For help,
You were there

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

can there be a one
conqueror of time knowing
i do not think so

emptyness is a
young mouse ******* on cotton
that you do not see

my philosophy
full kindness without quarter
do practice poorly

the timber of my wolf voice
scares me

i cannot back it up yet
i keep howling

i hear just words from lips
thought to be wise

my own voice included
in the nothing

what came before now
is imaginary

i know i am just here
i howl

the mind will perceive
till it doesn't anymore
now that is funny

the world is free now
your mind is the problem now
kick in the *** now

Excuse me, but don't i know you?
I mean, really know you as i
         think you are, not as you are,
For that i do not know, you as you
         are i mean.
Only you know that you which is you
         as you are.
I know you as i have created you.
Which is different completely from
         who you are.
So this creation which i say is
         you, but isn't the real you,
         for only you know that, although
         you may never know you know.
         i really know this image of you
         because i am the cause of it,
         the image, which is you in
         my mind, i created the you
         i know, so you see, i really
         do know you, even though i
         have no idea who you really
         are.
So, why don't we get together sometime
        and talk?

haiku 22/1/3b

with compassion my
food i travel and growl and
the world pads my feet

religion is like
a rock is used many ways
to do what you want

if a good man
goes on a journey
will he arrive there

"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XXIV "


Divine your soul's degree        it is the sucker
Of rotting mind flesh off the bright light core
A red flashing neon exploding door
To heaven is causally over
Looked for excitements and anger little
Rubber hammers of perception tap mind
Tendons born formed or this life conditioned
And we **** **** **** our days away as chattel
To fault-full man-made process rationaled
Buy this! Get wet for this! Dream this! Consume your
HOLE LIFE CONSUME!!! and sigh the wish for more
Stoppage is not in time just now crafted
Body movements speak louder than words blow
Chunks!!!      there's a full heap of actions to go

"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend XII "


Possession is nine-tenths of the fall to
Captivity of spirit. Many times
You've said those words to these selective ears
And i've heard nothing but your voice. Now, through
Some grating shift of cells, cause unknown, a
Newly perceived response enlightens some
Hitherto unlit portion of the dim
Pre-conscious realm. Which from here on casts a
Shadow interwoven with the many
Other shadows in the vast and blood warm
Ocean called the mind. And i see the harm
You speak of threatening, purely, clearly.
To hold is to close and occupy a sheaving
Of brain, which does empty its use for living.

true # 7

i've seen some real mean
son's of *******
saying they were sorry
with tears in there eyes

i've gone beyond the
threshold of eternity
her i am again

does human mind perceive all
no
can you perceive more than me
maybe

i write poetry
my name is mark and it does
not really matter

i remember where
i came from with joy for those
who are there this now

young man in the stream
was then there now wild conflict
did the best he could
does the best he can

"Sonnets From a Conversation With a Friend VIII "


We have thrown many hollow words at each
Other in fits of spite and calumny.
Hitting the mark has been very easy
For both of us. I sometimes try to leach
A fawned approval, and in secret reach
Out to shape you into what i truly
Wish existed. You, can with childish glee
Lie about anything, or deign to teach
Me of your rickety opinions as
If they were life's first law. But these course, bare
Faults that sting do not ensphere and compass
Our union, nor do we gasp unaware
Of just remorse, and blooms one clear thought that's
Held jointly,       perfect people live elsewhere.

source infinity
in your minds mental construct
as real as color

the words do not create you
you create all the words in
mind that which is you

the constellation
of your mind is a matrix
thought now is guidance

Yes i Will


Don't know what your thinking any more
   about
How come i see you in my bedroom yesterday
   at night
This mind is but a figment of the
   never more
The car drives by the camera
   1963
  
I was not here until so timeless
   recently
Why do i think i own the universe
   again
Saw you in my bedroom twice again
   last night
You were not there i know a ghost in
   darkest light
  
  
If i could touch you one more time i would
   my love
The ecstasy the fantasy is but a dream
   my love    
My future is a bookmark on this page
   of life
Never been to heaven hell just seems
   so wrong
  
Called you by your name last night in bed
   alone
A life of happiness is just a life
   of strife
Knew eternity a time ago
   yes i did
Give it up for one more day with you
   yes i will

i is me you are
you they are them together
we are all of us

"10 W 4 mw"

I see you   in the past
I want you  now

cigarrette smell room
pungent scent of *** pounds air
essence of journey

the true craziest
question is     why is there war
human creation

i think therefore i
am no i am therefore i
am yes am think now

the sun shines
through the ***** blinds
a mind is but a kind
of never ending story

my words meaningless
your thoughts create a new realm
and are consciousness

if nothing is there
then nothing has been truly
expressed through nothing

the anger of one
thousand years dissolves in one
moment compassion
(one moment at a time)

You got to have it you do you gotta
have it the unheard voices say so loud
we are what we eat garbage in garbage
out mind food everywhere drip drip drop
wearing away rock filling up oceans
high as a mountain deep as the sea we
are shaped and be a shape drip drip drop
unique and infinite snowflakes do not
even deserve to carry our baggage
humbly you sense it you consume it
and are a new being one molecule
at a time we go somewhere lead follow
or get shoved out of the way the world is
our private playground killing field heaven
we dream we control for safeties sake we
group bodies and souls together and live
and think and breathe synchronized tighter
than fish turn now into fortunate
circumstances with skilful means learned at the
knee of god awareness none other than
that which moves us sentient beings are
what i don't know how to exclude grass and
rocks from mind light pool wavy source of all
gravity wells included

peepers close i see
dark i string the bow let fly
i hear dying sounds

wind in strong trees
brown leaves flutter
blind woman

the dog ate some flesh
off my arm then killed the bear
okay i agree

I exists after the fact of judgment reflex
Movement we don't see we but be the wave form
Creation totality divided up
Survival purpose necessity
Compassion
The think beat first vibration
Big bang cause effect swirling
Of the this

"Single Step"


Time to start the journey
       of a thousand miles
Single step single step
       single step
Manifest the here and now
       to the purpose
Single step single step
       single step
Moldable fluid ******-
       physical awareness
The inherent creative medium
       which is us
Single step single step
       single step
Travel the road of you
       what is and want to be
Sunlight and shadows mixed
       to each their karmic own
The whole intermingled web
       sentient and vast
Shimmers with every foot fall
       process quit miraculous
Single step single step
       single step

can you see the dog
in the windows refledtion
it's yourself here now

someone asked me if
i was a robot writing
i do not think so

to know universe
in life's imaginations
a death of hunger

the terror of the
firma walks on two stout legs
the terror firma

i thought i was a voice
in the wilderness
until i heard a voice
in the wilderness

A sweetly flowing melody
        stirs my heart.
From afar do I listen
        muse, and admire.
Daring not to interfere
        lest I bring discord.