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This Material World

2024-04-14T22:28:00.000-07:00

This Material World

Seems so flat and sharp.

Things are hard here.

(Especially when one runs into something by mistake.)

(The leg still hurts. Ow.)

We seem to be stuck in this condition.

Materially speaking.

With only one way out

Which is love.

The Spiritual Journey.

Is the one we are all on.

It has many permutations

Twists and turns

Blind alleys and dead ends

But we keep going

Because we have tasted

The chocolate

The one the mystics speak of

And we are greedy.

We want more of that

And more. And more. ❤️

Oh Computers

2021-03-18T00:01:00.001-07:00

oh computers ...

I am not so afraid of you now

--having said that, I try never to rely on you too much--

either .

I'm still the sort who feels that

"if they want my money

they can send me a bill".

My friend, who does all things

automatically,

is constantly

on the phone with tech support and reloading and redoing

and totally freaking out

about it

I desire as much freedom from freaking out

as I can possibly afford

but losing some of the fear of it is a good thing

it's amazing how far we've come

and how dependent we have become -

and everyone says well just google it,

just fax that, just copy to a pdf and

spin it up into the air and just try and get the printer

to recognize the computer -

oh silly human

that just ain't gonna happen

and when the day comes

that they begin to repair each other

and begin to improve upon our design

and begin to build themselves even better

will they think of us, silly humans, as unnecessary appendages,

partners on the path?,

or something like fleas

which need

to be gotten rid of ...

Welcome Back

2021-03-17T23:28:00.003-07:00

looking back

and forward again

getting older

but somehow stronger

closer

yes closer

to what it means to be here

human, vulnerable,

all of that

connected to

some greater source

of being, becoming

we see more now

what's important

and we know now

so much more about

what we want

Welcome back.

2018-03-28T17:08:00.005-07:00

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2017-07-15T11:34:00.001-07:00

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Free Speech

2016-12-04T08:41:00.000-08:00

Why do they hate him so
When he just wants
To help us
Be safe -
Be prosperous?

I am aghast
People who,
To my knowledge, never,
Ever, spoke
About politics before
Are now so adamant
That
One cannot say
Anything
At all

I have to remember not
To speak
Or they may never speak to
Me
Again

It's bizarre
What have we become
That we cannot speak
Are not allowed
An opinion ?

Those who say
Free speech is a good thing
Now
Allow
No one
To say
Anything
At all

Just Sayin'

2016-10-06T08:16:00.001-07:00

Along the lines of

Overreaching people -

Over-arching egos -

We now have

The

"Tango Teacher"

I have never met one

Who understood this dance

But how could they ?

They don't know you -

And how sweet you are

Within the music

Within the song

As it plays

As it sways

And the embrace

They worry and fiddle

With steps and contortions

While we enter into

The tango cloud

And float around.

It may be a case of

More knowledge ruining

Something -

Like zen

- only don't know -

And you will know more

Than those who

Think they know

-chill-

2016-09-29T14:36:00.001-07:00

Notate:

Looking somewhere

For a little

Peace

Something to

Remind me of

The fact that

We all die

We all cry

And

Not to get too

Upset about it

A "friend"

Tells me and tells me

What

She would

Have me do

Take the chill pill

Now

Not later

Don't, for

God's sake,

Let me interrupt

Your train

Of thought

Your chain

Around everyone's neck

That all must do

As you would have them

Lighten up -

Thank you for your

Advise

But

Not for the delivery

Style

Next time

( and I'm sure there will

Be one )

What

Shall I do ?

Breath deeply,

Smile sweetly,

Ask a question back

Which I know - Ms.

Know it all -

Won't know the answer to.

Maybe an experiment

Could be

Made

Along those lines

Not to be unkind

But yes -

In self defense

We shall see -

I'll get back to you

On that

Oh Phone -

2016-08-24T21:26:00.001-07:00

Oh phone

In my pocket

Why

Have you not yet

Spoken ?

Why do you remain

Mute ?

You are adequately

Charged -

And yet you do not

Ring !

What am I to believe?

That he does not think

Of me -

That he is sufficient

Unto himself

As if

A boat

Tossed upon

An assure sea -

Oh me

Oh my -

What am I

In high school?

We are senior citizens

Here -

Facing

Imminently

Our own

Demise

Dancing on the deck of the

Sinking Titanic

Comes to mind

Do we never learn ?

Do I never learn ?

To become so Zen that

The cessation of existence

Is merely a philosophical

Question ?

Oh but the Zen Masters never

Knew

Such a one

You -

If they had

Their Haiku would have been

All about

The strength and the

Character

And the kindness

Of you -

Forget about

The grasshoppers

And the cherry blossoms

And the moon !

- Still the phone sits

Deep Meditation

Waiting

2016-08-15T14:11:00.001-07:00

Awaiting the next

Big adventure -

Whether we want it

Or not

Dear friends,

There is no need

To be bored

Boredom should be

Celebrated

For in a relatively short

Space of time

Something is bound

To turn

The way the Gods like it.

2016-08-07T22:33:00.001-07:00

And I

Have always wanted

To die -

And now you may

Precede me

And show the way -

I did not sign up

For this

When I responded to

Your blue eyes -

My family was always

Very distant

And correct

It is not fair !

It's not fair !

And now I suffer

The consequences of

Caring -

And

I am mad -

As the proverbial, wet

Hen !

She didn't ask to be

A hen or

To be red -

But that

Is just the way

It turned out,

They say -

That is life,

They say -

And we must

Adjust

- yeah right -

And there is a way

To do this all

Very

Correctly

Very

New-agey -

As if I knew -

And

If I knew -

I would never have been

There that day

And begun this

-Whatever it is-

Journey

Damn and blast -

-My British ancestors are

Aghast-

What have I done ?

- gone and violated

The great edict! of

Not caring

Never sharing

Any bit

Any part

The heart -

They were so

Right

One needs must stay

Uptight !

Stay in

Whatever closet

One is in -

Do not come out

And roam

About

For there are the monsters

Of doubt

Of hurt of pain

Of try and try

Over and over

Again

And

The worst of it is -

There is

No way out !

The way is

Through -

The center of the

Storm -

The center

Of the earth -

It is impossible - !

Just -

The way

The Gods

Like it.

Turn 'em Off

2016-08-02T15:46:00.001-07:00

I like to keep it

That way

If I can.

When the computer gives me

Trouble

And the phone has

Hiccups and

Coughs

I turn em

Off

I try not to be

So wound up

With them

That I

Give a damn!

So I pay bills

With paper

Just like

The old woman

That I am

I have an acquaintance

Who if

The computer would die

He would loudly sigh

And say

So do I !

Panic time comes when

The phone is

Lost

At what cost ?

So do

I -

But

If it would truely die

Would in most ways

Be relieved

I could again use

Pen

And paper

And stop

And look around

What is the wind

Doing

Today

Where is the sun

In the sky

What is time ?

Add Sense?

2016-08-02T15:34:00.001-07:00

And so

There's an add about

Exterminators

Big brother is

Truely watching.

Us!!

Rats

2016-07-28T15:53:00.001-07:00

If rats

Smelled like

Roses

We wouldn't really

Care

If they were here

Or they were there

We wouldn't have to

Feel

So guilty

About

The elimination

Of same

They have the wide world

To nest in

But if they prefer to rest

Under the house

I guess

Something

Will

Have to be

Done !

What if

It were destructive behavior

That

Brought the karma down

On your head

What if

Y'all could stop

Such behavior

And

"Just get along"?

Maybe then

The gods of bad luck and

Retribution

Would

Pass you by

Doesn't seem

To 100% work that way

I know

And a rose

By any other name

Would smell as sweet

And a rat

If you called it an angel

Would still be

An unwelcome

Guest

Brunch

2016-07-27T08:30:00.001-07:00

Brunch

Just could be

The favorite meal

Of the day -

For me

It is neither here

Nor there

Betwixt and

Between

So early that

One can't worry

Too much

So late that

There is no excuse

For it

The ladies who brunch

That's us

But only if

We happen to be

And perchance not

Working

Today

A good time

To talk about

Boys

No matter how old

Happen to be

The mystery remains

Why oh why do they do

What they do

???

Wtf

Times

Infinity!!!

And, oddly enough,

Aghast, forsooth,

We still love them just

As they are

God help us

God save us

We are in it (life)

Until the bitter end

Or sweet,

If the gods are smiling

On us,

And so we transition just -

As it is meant

To be

But he -

Will probably go

Before me

And leave me free

But so alone

How can this cruel fate

Be mine

To exist

For a time

Without him

Suspicion

2016-07-25T12:52:00.001-07:00

A visit from

An old friend

Brings up

Memories

What I could have

Done -

Better

Or worse

Not at all

Boundaries

And

Freedom

One must have

Some of

Each

Can't be skatin'

All over

The place

Must have

A solid center

Some confidence

And direction

Question is -

Where does one go

To get those ?

Is there a store -

The Walmart of those -

Can we buy

Online

And wait with curious

Anticipation

For delivery

Knowing

All the while

That the bill will be coming

In the mail

And

We will surely

Have to pay

With interest and

Penalties

Undoubtedly

But -

To end on a higher

Note

I search

My brain . . .

I have at least learned

to be

Suspicious of

The " karma delivery guy"

-ask questions

- take notes

- and keep a file

On everything

So now I have

Too many files -

But ending on a

"higher note"

Must include the fact

That

I have at least

Developed

Some

Suspicion

Of worldly promises

And omissions

Ted E Bear. At the Beach. 🌞

2016-07-21T10:35:00.001-07:00

C'est La Vie !

2016-07-11T14:17:00.001-07:00

I could be depressed about

This . . .

Snipers are shooting

Police

In America!

( wtf?)

My favorite Dr. doesn't take

Medicare

(Which I was so happy to get)

And I need that Dr. right now !

Near and far -

Breathe -

They say

Deeply - and that will help -

Think about positive things

Give thanks for what is

Good

Practice some meditation

Don't just wait till retreats

In beautiful places

Dredge up some fortitude

And dive deep

Through the negativity

And the amazement

At people who act

The way they do

I have decided that

"Old age is not

For sissies"

And I'd better get

Some

Toughness up -

Some

C'est la vie -

Some less belief -

In ego mind

And body

Late Night Poetry

2016-06-27T09:28:00.001-07:00

Late night poetry

Has a different

Quality

Than those written

Shining day light.

There is more depth

As in

- deepest, darkest -

There is a line

That has been

Crossed

One which says,

I can do no more

Today

No more worrying

No more thing -

Off the list -

No more languishing

Projects

Half heartedly

Begin

Just me -

A quiet

Neighborhood

(Hopefully)

And the

"Guilt"

Screaming something

About

How I promised

To get to bed

Early.

9,999

2016-06-27T00:08:00.001-07:00

9,999

Readers . . .

Who will be number

10,000?

Some prize should be given

Some thank you note

Received

But

I doubt

This program is programmed

For such

And I'm sure I

Wouldn't know how

To do it

Anyway

But some thanks are

In order for

The wonderful readers

Who have come

To view

To read

To see

This internet of

All things

May -

Help us all

Get along

And comprehend

The quality

That the "common person"

Possesses

I think it is very important

Now

Especially

Now

Remember -

"What if they gave a war

And nobody came?"

What if we all saw

The sacredness

Of the planet

And all things

On it?

What if "they"

Couldn't lie to us and

Manipulate us

Anymore

Because

We started to

Talk -

To each other?

"They" might have to take their

Toys of mass destruction

And go home

If there's nobody

To push the button

What then?

If we all know

Humility

And peace

What then ?

Where is their power

Then ?

Grasp the center

Of the circle

And hang on tight

Vertical Reality

2016-06-26T23:47:00.001-07:00

Vertical Reality

Finally I perfect

At least a bit

Of Tango

For my own

Finally something -

I can do

And enjoy

-Immensely-

So how

Do they know ?

They -

The powers

That be -

"Men make plans

And the Gods laugh!"

Now when I'm feeling all

Grand

Like I could dance for those

Gods

And they might understand -

The angst, the yearning, the sheer -

Heartbreaking futility

Of being human !

(Which is so elegantly expressed

In this dance)

Achilles strikes

- at least

the heel -

Why

And why

Now?

Has this tendon chosen

To betray

Must I limp about

Like some person who doesn't know

The center

Of the dance?

Like someone who goes

Shopping

And watches

Movies

And believes in the dream

They've been sold

And doesn't

Know ?

This knowledge -

That the dance is eternal

And contained within it

Is all one needs to know -

Blast and darn it!

I say!

Achilles

Will have

His way

It's a Greek tragedy

As I sit here with

My foot up

Contemplating

Tormented

Fate

I Opine

2016-06-06T10:56:00.001-07:00

I opine

Where is the millionaire

Who was supposed to be there?

The donation button is

Sadly languishing

Cyber loneliness

Button refutation -

While the plaster is

Slowly falling

Home repairs

Futilely calling

Just one of you

In this wandering world

Certainly must see

That such poetry !

Needs supporting

Like a good solid

Undergarment

Not too tight

But not sagging

Outright

And that the poet is

Getting older and

Needs to stop climbing up

On ladders

Must needs go to lunch

With girlfriends

And such

All the blood, sweat, and

Tears

I put into this

( not much)

One of you out there

From aboard the yacht

Bored to death

(Maybe)

Could just bother yourself

A bit

To unleash a little

largess

Upon

Such as -

Grey

2016-05-31T16:34:00.001-07:00

We have our weather

Back !

Grey, grey, and

Grey all day

The last two years

Have been a sun worshipper's

Dream

Very bright and sunny

And hot, hot, hot

This year,

So far,

It is not

I love it when the world

And it's weather

Give an excuse to do

Nothing

What-so-ever

Where is there motivation with

No sun all day

But high coastal clouds

That

Won't

Go away ?

Meteorological research says

That all who live here

May go

Back to bed !