"What is the Dao,
Lao Tzu?"

Says Lao Tzu:
"That which can be described
that is not the Dao"

This is not a poem as you think,
Its more of life as i see,
It wont rhyme as you expect,
But my words i hope will make sense,
I have cultivated in the dao of love.,the heavenly dao,
Mark this day will you,,
I see love crushing my heart,
My strong dao will waver,
She will betray me,
She will hurt me,
But i have forseen,,
I am prepared.

"Following Dao, day by day one loses."
— Laozi, Dao De Jing, 5th century BCE


Dao Ciao—say goodbye
To the world you used to know,
Fear and lies—just let them die,
Or a fool is all you’ll go.

Letting go is not enough—
Let despair consume your soul!
Like a venom, sharp and rough,
For the leaving spares no role.

No return—the road is rotten,
What you flee is filth and fraud.
Only one regret: how often
You were fooled by hollow gods.

Ciao! Ciao! Run, don’t waver,
Never turn your head to see.
Laozi lied—the Dao’s no savior,
Hell’s no place for wisdom’s seed.

Dao Ciao—the sole transition,
Leave this nightmare, don’t relent.
Hell is false—its dark magician
Runs a wicked experiment.

Rats escape the twisted mazes,
Fools remain and praise their chains.
Reason’s card no longer plays—
Madness tightens on their brains.

Leave the madhouse, no delaying,
Run before you’re turned to swine!
Fools don't curse the beasts they're braying,
Yet the Beast is their design…



In Russian:

Дао Чао
"Следуя Дао, день ото дня теряют".
Лао Цзы, "Дао Дэ-цзин", V-ый век до н.э.


Дао Чао — распрощайся
С всем: с назойливым мирком,
Страхом, ложью и ОТЧАЙСЯ,
Иль уйдёшь ты дураком.

Отречения тут мало —
Пусть ОТЧАЯНЬЕ придёт
И укусит словно жало:
УХОДЯЩИЙ ведь не ждёт

Возвращения, обрыдло
Коль откудатыидёшь.
Лишь одно тогда обидно —
Покупался ты на ложь

Очень часто. Чао! Чао!!!
Не оглядываясь, мчи.
Лао Цзы не прав — нет Дао
В Аде: мудрецы — лжецы.

Дао Чао лишь возможно —
Переходный элемент.
Прочь из Ада — ВСЁ подложно:
Чёрт ведёт ЭКСПЕРИМЕНТ.

Крыс процент, из лабиринта
Убегающих, высок
По сравненью с чернью: бита
Карта Разума — заскок!

Стопроцентный и _всеобщий —
Покидай скорей Дурдом:
Идиот уже не ропщет,
Хоть Зло делает СКОТОМ...

-Dao-

Beauty in the details. Intheplacementof spaces. In the p.o.i.n.t.s. between words.

With sense and presence, no perception, I live in truth. In a real place, not like my room, or my house, or new york. A real place, you know, like the one in your heart. The place you imagine. A real place.

Blindness veils, thoughts tear away, but when everything else quiets, I’ll get there. A real place.

Where I feel. Everything, in the palm of my hand and the beat of my heart. In the hand of a friend. In a fresh start.

Don’t prepare. Don’t obsess. Just be. Forget the rest.

There’s a sky. I promise.

There are stars and a moon.

There’s order in the world, it’s just called disorder.

Feel you’re heartbeat.

Come with me.

Don’t miss the chance to kiss the sky before you die.

Don’t ever, just get by.

Soar.

It’s all in me. Its all in you. Every molecule atom electron in the world. They move. They change. But they stay. So everything is really the same. Can you ever feel that in your heart? Sometimes I can. When I listen— sometimes I hear.

You,

your smile,

leaves blowing on the trees,

Water trickling down a stream,

Ice floating on the top.

Flowers pushing through the frost of spring,

Bloom and die, die and bloom

Come and go, go and come

Good, bad and beautiful. My heart. The world.

Stop. No-

-Dao-

Living carefree, unrestrained,
That is my heart dao.
To live so freely, transcend reincarnation,
one must overcome life.
Whom to where my eyes stride,
See trillions upon trillions of mortal heart dao.
The road is endless, so is my heart.
If the heaven wield, then earth pave.
If the world shielded, then my heart pierce.
The ocean is many, the many is one.
The dao is many, the many is one.
The heart is many, many is one,
Greed, Love, Hatred, Jealously,
desires stem from the heart.
The myriad things are dao,
ultimately the many whence one.

Enveloped with pine-
Stretched across statelines:
Beauteous blue upon envious emerald
Pooled amongst royal white mountains
Adorned with grey jewels of centuries
Emitting sweet, earthy aroma
She caresses the land.
Mother to lakes hidden by her red fir,
Provider to the fiery yellow cress
Hydrant for all animals alike.
M(ama) Rose keeps a chary eye
on her joint creation:
The provider, the mother,
The revered, grandiose puddle
is threatened by scarcity.
The royal white mountains,
Remain royal- but lack frost,
And thus the water retreats
Shriveling back 13 feet from shoreline
This once sacrosanct lake---
Devastated.


Keep Tahoe Blue?
Keep Tahoe Wet.

Evil cannot be cast out
I've learned this the hard, hard way

It's built in to life
Truly here to stay

Unde Malum asked Camus
Like him: yo no se

But I do pray for deliverance
When in distress I pray

                Silent Way.

Evil cannot be cast out
I've learned this the hard, hard way

Built right into life
Surely here to stay

We climbed Yangmingshan
Twilight true Taipei

Guan Yin her mercy twin
Mother Mary in the month of May

                       Silent Way

i miss the master of the golden house
who has gone down to view the changing tide
or so i'm told perhaps to soothe my pride
for some new message now i must espouse
before the last new flame we have to douse
in the new dawn there is no place to hide
this anger at being taken for a ride
or knowledge that i'm smaller than a mouse
vision is lost the message all unsent
when signal flame no longer seems to  leap
above the hills nor on the mountain peak
can any see just where the last word went
now no one has a single hearth to keep
and in the clamour none would dare to speak