"Never Happen"


Soft footsteps in the hallway
Thunder in the brain
Such a selfish interpretation

Outer reality once again becomes
Shaped by an inner mind heart
The dreamer and the dream

That which is not separate
Screams for the other to change
It will never happen

"Never Living Been"


This portion but a miniscule
       perception aggregate.
With fears of never living been
       so small it seems to fate.

I never met a mystery
       but curious i did stare
And long to see its underneath
       of think, and fear. From outwhere
Spills the precious things an effect
       world may share, with those who will
To journey on past satisfied
       and care, a marrow to live.

i see the nevermore
   again and again
never happened never will
   yet it drives my mind
to distraction of cognition
   what else is there
but a choice moment by moment
   a difficult task

"Noise"


I've often seen the noise of death
       as nothing but a scheme
Of id, to frighten us to tears
       and crushed obedience.

heard a noise
inside my head
sounds like heaven
sounds like hell

don't know where
i'm gonna be
i just know
gonna be free

killed old memorise
in my long lost mind
always been there
no place to hide

just gonna be
a newborn child
talking new
speaking wild

"No Matter"


No matter how difficult
Is your true path
You may be certain
It is the least painful
Of all

मैंने एक गिलहरी को देखा
जमीन पर मृत
निर्वाण के लिए पहुँचना

mainne ek gilaharee ko dekha
jameen par mrt
nirvaan ke lie pahunchana

i saw a squirrel
on the ground dead
reaching for heaven

"Not A Dream"


black rock
sitting on the edge
of near
not full
imperceptible
perception
slow breath
push
flow away
around in
below
threshold
lived
all over
everywhere
alert
teething
yearn
the dream
not a dream
cast up

"Not as it Seems"

I feast through the death of many
I rest in the sweat of my brothers
The misery and pain of the injured
Brings joy to my lips and my heart

Love I have found through indifference
From the hand of defeat I know peace
Total freedom to choose is my guidance
And acceptance of error brings life

"Not Far"


From distant lands new phrase resounds
       To this encrusted ear
Life is melody. Inspired song
       We existent are.
Tunes eternal ever be, ceaseless euphony
       Peace, a note not far.

Not Here

came across a thought yesterday
   that said i was not here
saw it    don't believe it    no sir no
   i wonder what is real
  
the nations are a figment
   of thought in mind alone
yet here i live in a country
   imagining it my home
  
called a god to witness
   what i thought was truly true
no answer came but clear clear thought
   it's only me and you
   it's only me and you
  
saw a spirit yesterday
   forty years ago
was he heaven   was he hell
   maybe you will know
  
this time i am a breathin
   was this the only one
remember me from long ago
   mother   daughter   son
  
called a lake a river
   called the darkness light
been to hell and back again
   we are the only ones
   we are the only ones

Not Here

came across a thought yesterday
   that said i was not here
saw it    don't believe it    no sir no
   i wonder what is real
  
the nations are a figment
   of thought in mind alone
yet here i live in a country
   imagining it my home
  
called a god to witness
   what i thought was truly true
no answer came but clear clear thought
   it's only me and you
   it's only me and you
  
saw a spirit yesterday
   forty years ago
was he heaven   was he hell
   maybe you will know
  
this time i am a breathin
   was this the only one
remember me from long ago
   mother   daughter   son
  
called a lake a river
   called the darkness light
been to hell and back again
   we are the only ones
   we are the only ones

"Nothing Similar"


I see the universe crammed into a skull
It doesn't fit man!
I see fragments teeny tiny fragments parading
Around as ego god-hoods universal monarchs
Creating importance me my i we this that
Anything
From out fear and trembling sense sation
Through perception of the truth underneath
Big! Really Really Big! Vast Huge Gargantuan!
Wow! i can't see me any more lost mote
Crushed under the heal of the wheel
Or so it feels as i makes it so
Function mode growth essential
Not permanent wave goodbye to
Psychic excess forms so many
Patterns grab attention strong stuff
Conditioning
Moving feet heart breath mind
The house rots is burning or perhaps lovingly
Is put aside for nothing similar

not even a buddha who can
count the raindrops of a storm
that last a thousand years
can understand another persons karma

Now

where is the time to tell
of heaven and hell
in between your ears
now

"Now"



Now these actions for sentient beings

"Now never ending"


The now never ending here again
       We blink it to pieces
Unknowing        and substance upon shards
       Of human artifice

To much        to much to hold
       Our skills discerning meager!
No room left we fill up
       So much truth the beggar

"Ocean"



birth of wet puppies
            greeting spring
        ocean swell

writing something in this moment
new to me  and you
no suprise for the typer,
no surprissse for th reeeerder

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

a deformed cow walks
on dharamsala streets and
i try to accept

now

Work the slow work of diligent accomplishment
In the only now that does exist
Chimerically no forced coercion can prevail
Relatively we bend and sway and break with fads
Hatred commercial excitations selfish desires
****** reflexive static cyclic molecular physics
Birth death birth death birth death
Ultimately i do not understand          therefore i am

"Old Rock"


Hot you are wood grained old rock
Colored green and gray shattered smoothness
Vibrating universe echoing down the ages
Before brain during brain after brain
Rorschachian majesty butterflies pelvis
Thought catalyst thought unperceived
Dinosaur witness god bone silent
Unowned bought sold
Languid beauty young dust atomic rigidity
Soluble water barrier sky climber
Do you know me?

"Old Tape"

Voices of uncertainty whisper
And an old tape plays
" I feel a ruff reality
so make it go away! "

"One Day"


perhaps
                   one day
                                    we'll see
                                
                                    the innocent
                   everyone
with                              the innocent
                   murderers
                                    put in jail

                                    or killed
because
                                    the innocent
                   majority
                                    have the right

                                    to protect
themselves
                                    the innocent
                    everything
bleeds
                                    innocently

"One in a Million"




time to change the dials on the clock
            looks like melt to me
      blue elders older than they want
                long to live forever
                         in young bodies
            looks like dream    
  pound for pound we'll bury you
              whoever you are
                    and we're crazy enough
                             to do it
       splatter your brains with a 357
                 walk away and leave
                            your precious coveted things
                                in your pocket
                                in your ground
             for the scavengers
  then on we go to find another blood pumping skull
                trained killers ****
                    socialized anger spills
                           on to the newspapers
                                  front page
                      looks like your paycheck
                          will never end
                                  continued on page 10
       we all blame them sometimes
              curse them
                     hate them
                          pity they
  only exist as a conditioned human consciousness
                          shaped and made
                 looks like only 1 in a million
                       is genetically forced
                               to be them
                                    and they
           feels like 2 year old being told no
   looks like normal where we are
                here here bravo
                         the trigger gets pulled
         then squint in the mirror and ask yourself
                      why did I do that

"One Mind No Time"


Two places one mind no time for anything else
       until we make it
A hallucination of conscious proportions
       is there anything else?
You need me for to be self and other
       than and human awareness is a
       group effort unruly with laws as
       painkillers
No thriller fiction science bang bang shootem
       up movie ever so intense as birthnowdeath
       revolving wheel inner projection which
       is THE SHOW of all shows
       quite variable at times but does i
       know it?

Give me nothing but omniscience on a
       silver spoon born in my mouth
       without effort
What a nightmare!        will i ever
       wake up and escape the burning
       house?
Tune in next life and see see see
       the great lie!        next life there is none
       only here and now time after time
       till till till till

       something not even in dreams happens

"One of Many"


One of many are we only
Black brown red white yellow
All in all moves continuos
Subjective separations poison
Nature's pure decision
Imperfectly we create
What never was intended
And argue, defending lies
And hate, defending lies
And ****, defending lies
And horribly we twist our minds
Not wishing to see

"One Small Drop"

I gave one small drop
Of help, to someone
I don't even know.
To someone, I don't
Even want to know.
To someone, I don't
Even want to sit
Next to on the bus.
But that one small drop
Counts. And now, I know it.

"One Step Closer"


One step closer to death we are
Second by concepted second
Endless legions cellular arise
To work various and wondrous deeds
Then fall back to origins
Unfathomed still
Physical and spiritual co-arisen
Unity dance the dance together
Joined in bliss and pain
Sharing the same vital source
Vibrating

"On High"




she spoke in the longingly tumbling vernacular of hip
and waist
actions were her heaven heave up into the awake

On journey to
Discover self
Treasure
There is none

"On Journey To"


On journey to
Discover self
Treasure
There is none

I do declare a truth
to be reckoned with i reckon
however you wish

a snake or perhaps a fish
of the snaky sort fell on my head
with such a gold translucent filigree
of dream
that all of the all of this
seemed emptier and sorta pale
the next day
and the day after

so the snaky fish says to me
in words instinctively understood
by all six month old babies
it says

the woman with black painted eyes
shall drain you of your blood
your white force shall dribble out
she will absorb all of you
you will become an ape

now the fishy snake after saying this
grew wings of rainbow and quince
flew far in skies of diamond and pearl
rose mist and lily dew
and died
dropping upon and emerald sea
and instantly was eaten
by a scaly beast sable and jet
which dove to the deep       the center
of a warm salty confine

now the scaly beast rested in the deep
moving only its lumberous jaws    to open
as iridescent schools of silver and glittery fish
dashed into its gaping maw   and to close
at rhythmic intervals
then the scaly beast sable and jet
winked        and spoke

you have followed the snake to find me
you are of the snake
the woman is the world you call real
her black painted eyes
the born self adorned corner you perceive
your blood and white force
are the wind and the breath
from the place where clouds are made
she will absorb all of you because
it takes more than four mountains
to feed a ghost
and you are only four mountains
you will become an ape
well     you know what that means
and with this the beast was silent
and closed its indigo eye

and after pausing to admire the deep
the warm salty confine
the beautiful iridescent silver and glittery
fish dashing into the maw
at rhythmic intervals
i moved
and was instantly awake

this i do declare
and you can reckon with it
however you wish

"Or Perhaps"


Ready to shed the framework in the fire
       you think?        or perhaps
Just longing to get burned

The earth upon which i walk
The light by which i see
The energy that moves within
The breath of life

"Our Values Are"


Our values are the source of us
The seed elemental
From which blooms forth desire
Life's motive power
Yet
How blindly do we prance and crow
And scratch amid the dirt
For our continuance
Unaware of our freedom to change
And how fiercely do we defend
Our childhood pondering
Deeming them immutable truth
To see what is
And own our share of error
Is the start
To take what is
And mold ourselves anew
The task
Of awareness

scary thoughts throughout my brain
don't want to be afraid again
the fastest way out is through
ouch mommy ouch

"Out Seems"


Awareness travels out
Then in
Repeatedly       so quickly
Out seems continuous
This
Is an illusion
Of awareness

Where do i go from here
       but round and round
Or out the door i do not see
       which does not exist
Until i create it
       this is my house after all

"Outward"

Fall back to the knowledge of old.
Retrieve the power lost.
The forces of nature flow
From one, outward.

here is the now
you did not see
before
again it happens
why are you
surprised
agony of ignorance
is quietly accepted
as reality
there is no fault
there is no fault
there is no fault
in oz

"Pagan gods"

Time, and place, and value
Are pagan gods
Of worship
Habitually
We kneel our thoughts
In obeisance
Dynamically
We discount the heretics
Babbling oneness

"Painful Slavery"

                    Ah Satan, are you but a notion
                    Of the mind?
                    Can the terrible enemy of man
                    Be but a childish attempt
                    To avoid responsibility?
                    When mother ate the fruit
                    Was not her cry,
                    "The serpent tempted me."
                    The true falling away?
                    To deny her own dark desires
                    And blame them on a source
                    Outside herself,
                    Was not this the real evil?
                    And father,
                    What of him?
                    His words,
                    "She offered it to me, so I ate."
                    His own words condemn him.
                    He gave away the glory, the Eden
                    Of free will,
                    For the painful slavery
                    Of excuses.

you feel pain now you
have felt it before and yes
will feel it again
get used to it

the future me
looks backwards
and sees no one
but dreams
the future me
looks forward
and sees no thing
but emptiness

on soft clouds i walk away
so many days we were lovers

feel time pass now with my heartbeat
as we wander far apart

kissed by angels when i'm sleeping
or is your sweet soul touching mine

this vaunted world is just a nonsense
without your memory in my mind

in dark night dear past the moonbeams
i will ever see our favourite star

but in this moment my spirit aching
i'm slowly marching off to war

"Pause"

I pause to think how power dwells
Amongst our thoughts. The beautiful, the good
Absorbed within our souls when understood
Then permitted, to shape us with their spell.

I stop and think of ageless rays
Of hope that faithfully banish fear
Whenever we but humanly hold them near
The center of our vision, throughout our day.

I calmly muse of pleasant moments
Yet to be mine, and how I may tread
Within my tapestry of time assured
Of their healing and soothing continuance.

I, with clearness think about my need
Of others in my life. Of how the Divine
Mind sends love through Adam's line
To all, not heedful of our earthly creed.

I often think about the people that I know
Along this journey. Of the precious few
Who, touching and touched, we formed new
Passions in each other, changing soft the soul.

I also think of the many wisdom's free to gain
And commonly found along life's way,
And how we may from day to day
Live within our flesh, yet spirit's peace obtain.

Listen to the quiet,
        Listen hard and hear,
The tinkling chimes of serenity
        As it slowly sidles near.

The clamour and the tumult
        Of the world will fade away
When you release your steely grasp
        And do not bid them stay.

The breath of time's slow passage
        Will caress your foaming mind
And still the swirling turbulence
        That shrouds a peace sublime.

Then the ether's calming symphony
        Is heard quit crystal clear,
And the melody of tranquillity
        Replaces the din of fear.