My doctor said
the Sansara is not a circular
he said it is liner
I think that we both know
what it is or
we both know
nothing at all

I was stuck into a circle
I felt the repetition
re-occurrence spin and twirl
this all repressed me
harnessed me and abused me
the flash of the theory of line
brought me back

It has major fall outs
In what my doctor said
But it expelled me from
riding the horse of merry go round

I read a little about relativity
and have been thinking about it
lot more time
where I stand is
where my ego is
I felt that

my doctor cheated the game
with another illusion
But for the day I am no longer
the Vitruvian Man, who
stretching arms and legs to touch
the circumference of the circle

It is okay to be selfish
I felt so because that is what we are
it is okay to believe nothing
because that what it is
I might day dreaming
or mad talking
but the truth
but the truth
I sense
and it slitting my soul
in unexpected times

i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

It is difficult to live
when the square is not really a square
I feel it now
how hard it is be to formless cloud
people like clear blue sky
cloudless
people they are people
I am selfish
that is all I can see
blue sky
I never have seen it
in real days as I know

my medicine
***** all the moisture of mine
so now I am a dry white cloud
still the formless
I just dreaming
dreaming and feeling
feeling and hating
hating and loving
loving and floating
that is all what I can do

as the sky as it is
I am feeling empty
like the specks of dusts in a whirl wind
my heart is twirling
I am going against the rhythm
for a dream I think I deserve
starry nights are dooming
I am selfish even though

i talk god - it easy always

David poes Michelangelo
you see
it is, that easy
-ultimately
Raphael attended
to 'the Marriage of the ******'
that is how
we work

i talk god - it
sheep in wolf skin
mother and the *****
ecstatic dance of
day and night

set the flash of your eyes
on electro-magnified atom
-zen
invisible yet

but it meets god
have it
least a bit

hang on
just don't ****
-yourself

I love you
you
and you
and you too

God is bad
****** depress
******* perverted
opportunist manic

love is a crime
no wonder
why the
flowers not blossom
on earth

Unconditional love
It is there
not in your culture
world, life or your next door
it is there in mind
keep seeking
it hides ! mmmm
when you seek
but you have to seek
that is the adventure of it
might it will **** you
that is okay
you are not you
until you find it

මරණේ ද නැත්තම් ජීවිතේ ද කියලා ලොකු තේරුමක් නෑ
රෝලලර් කෝස්ටරයක් වගේ
මලක් වටේ කැරකෙන නිල් පාට සමනලයෙක් වගේ
කළු සුදු ගැන හිතනවා ඒක ගලපලා ඇදුම් අදිනවා
එත් ඒක  දැනෙන්නේ නෑ ඉවසීමක් නැතුව ඉන්නේ
ජීවිතයට

ඔය නවතින තැන ඉන්න බැහැ
අහසේ ලස්සන විතරයි
ක්ෂිතිජයෙන් එහාටත් අහස
ඒක තමයි ඇත්ත
ලෝකේ තැටියක් උනානම් 'සීසර් ' වෙන්න තිබුන
එත් 'මැගලන්' ලෝකෙ වටේ ගියා
ධර්මයත් චක්‍රයක් උනා
හුස්ම ගැන  හිතන්න ඕනෙ
සක්විති රජෙක් වෙන්න ඕනෙ
එහෙමයි මම දන්න ඉතිහාසේ තියෙන්නේ
හැම අංශුවක්ම කියන දේ පේන් නැද්ද
ඉවසීමක් නැතුව ඉන්නේ
ජීවිතයට