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I Love playing the Fool
All this egg on my face
Yolks on me
Now that was a good one
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Category: poetry
Burning Love
I was born because this was where the Light of Love and the Stars was needed most on Earth in space and time, for I AM…
The Light of Creation
The True Face of the Guru
Vastness Nakedly Seeing All
The Void of No-thing
The Mandala of Great Perfection
Naked Singularity
The Rainbow 🌈
The Sun 🌞
A Crystalline Molecule
The Original Seed
Diamond Scepter of Creative Will
The Timeless
Maitreya
The Endless Smile
Proposterous Happiness
The Aleph
The Omega
Source of All Artz
Giver of All Songz
Overcomer of Unhappiness
Guardian of the Infinite Vision
The Unbegotten
The Infinite
The All Seeing Eye
The Golden Soul
They have sullied thou Eyez
With Greed and Fear
Forgive those shirking your Giftz
I will catch the world on Fire
With your Logos of Salvation
May Heartz Crack Open and Burn
At the Sound of Boundless Love
Unapologetically Profane
Mind Fury
The Hermit
A Castaway
The Trickster
The Brahman
The Moon
The Cosmic Joke
The Brightness
The Eternal Now
Image – Alex Grey
RAIN OF PAIN
WHEN IT BEGINS TO RAIN
LET GO YOUR PAIN
LET LOVE IN
FEEL THE RAIN
…JUST A SETUP FOR LOVE
Go and Play
Ring-a-ring o’ roses,
A pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down
Fall into every hole
Rise to every height
Don’t maintain your cool
Don’t be afraid to be a fool
Or be afraid to be fooled
Maybe just go outside and fly a kite
Dance and sing
And move along
For you were not born forlorn
From an eternal pool of Love you sprung
The Sun and Wind see you play
Soon enough you will be dust
No one will remember us
But the Earth and Sky
So go and play
Before you forget
The Aleph
I have been Homer
And like Ulysses
Soon I shall be Nobody
I shall be all men
I shall be dead
Amor Fati
— inspired by Borges’ The Aleph
Flowers
Cut from the womb
Like a flower from its roots
We begin to fade
Into beautiful oblivion
A screaming ride
Or a gentle glide
Most beautiful close
To our rebirth
Into the Sky
As a freebird
We stretch
For that last
Ray of Sunlight
Enjoy our last Moon
Before we are drawn home
Into the original womb
The Black Sun
As above
So below
As within
So without
Oh to know
How beautiful
All these flowers
As they are
In the Eternal Now
the star falls
A man sets out to draw the world. As the years go by, he peoples a space with images of provinces, kingdoms, mountains, bays, ships, islands, fishes, rooms, instruments, stars, horses, and individuals. A short time before he dies, he discovers that that patient labyrinth of lines traces the lineaments of his own face.
— Jorge Luis Borges
once upon a time there was an old star who had thought it had seen everything…
one day it spied with its timeless eye a small blue gem…
what is this new thing covered in blue water…
suddenly, without warning, the star began to fall…
faster and faster…smaller and smaller…until he could fit on the head of pin…
blackness…and then there was light…a bright wet light…
no memory of who he used to be and was still yet up there in the sky…
one day a bird was heard singing by the Hu-Man boy…
but that is another poem for another time…
many adventures await the Hu-Man…
fly you fools
Destiny and Fortune
The terms have been set
The lines have been drawn
The sides have been chosen
Now the Game will play to the end
Watch the bouncing red ball…
It is beyond comprehension
It is beyond understanding
Who can carry such a thing
Only without thought
I am not worthy of this
I am not strong enough to bear it
But somewhere inside
I feel to let it all ride
Spin the wheel
I AM a Human Being after all
Go for broke boy
Now is the time
This is the moment
Swing for the stars….
drip
this moment of freedom
it drips from the sky
like orange marmalade
when I was a boy
i dreamt of being king
i melted down my crown
now I stand
on the edge of eternity
filled with starlight
to know yourself
swirling
a mote in gods eye
killing time
towing the line
shattered dreams
windows of meaning
bubbles popping
don’t leave yet
so many pretty
things to see
just waiting to be
on top
in the center
of a lost soul no more
a gentle whisper heard
fairies dancing mid air
beating hearts echo
what does it mean
it means
now is living
The Honey of the Lotus
Consider the honey bee
So bound to the dance
A wiggle
A waggle
—
“O my Lord Kṛṣṇa, I beg to offer my prayers unto You. My mind is like the bee, and it is after some honey. Kindly, therefore, give my bee-mind a place at Your lotus feet, which are the resources for all transcendental honey.”
Who are all these lonely people?
I have found simply…the sweetest honey.
Quantum Heart 