thoughts are deep on Saturdays
reaching far and wide
some bring pain and suffering
and some bring the divine
when I sit to breathe with them
and watch them whizzing by
I ask whoever’s driving them
“Who taught YOU how to fly!?”
I spend some time wrestling myself
until I learn at last
that I can just let them run wild
while I enjoy breakfast!
the Chinese man
has a pleasant
round face
and he smiles in the sun
as he explains the tensions
between China
and Tiawan
the German man
is certain that
the answers are in the details
the woman leading the meditation
speaks with sadness
about happy things
when I have a thought
to move my toe
where does it end existence as a thought
and become reborn as an action?
can you point to the spot?
so what’s the difference between thought and action?
If there is none, then my actions are only limited by my thoughts. And I sure do have a wild imagination! So look out, [...]
tumbling universes
swirling spiral globes
spinning, unhinged
superior camel-riders
collapsing the desert into a thin horizon of sun and dust and hillsides filled with grain
cabbage and red cream atop the waterfall of pleasure
I sit. And ride. and wow what a spectacular judgement of self-controlling werebats!
how atrociously flamebait! she said. are you afraid? of what?! dying is a maze of [...]
when I hold on tightly, day after day
I start to forget
that I’m holding on
my love, why
do you cling so tightly
to these things that pain you so?
my love, what
are you?
are you not me?
then my love, why
do I cling so tightly
to these things that pain me so?
fall off the horse?
only thing to do is
climb back on!
You believe in what you read in the newspapers
I believe in magic
You’re sad about the tragic bombing in kazmuchnistahn
I’m excited about breakfast
You listen to the TV, the radio, the academics, and the teachers
who tell you what’s impossible.
I know nothing is!
Wouldn’t you like to join me
in wonderland?
All you have to do is
the hardest/easiest thing:
let go!