We Are Kurosawa

On Kurosawa’s Throne of Blood

false ones that usurp

that great immortal god

the noumenal unknown

will now be overthrown

by their own phenomenal truth

On Kurosawa’s Great Humanity

Kurosawa is a singular visionary

but not a nondual one—

his deconstructive sun

blinded focusing his eye

on rubble of imperial delusion

Atomic Dreams

imagine being one

coming of age

in a land

devastated

by two

Credits

know

there is no one

nor other but

that noumenal unknown

i am

Leaving the Remains

Approaching summer solstice,

there's a flower to be faced.

The act of getting to the edge

is not for living on the edge.

Something isn't deconstructed

just to live within its rubble.

Seeing through the false

is not the seeing in itself.

The truth is not extreme,

nor desolate, nor cynical.

Breathe in that fragrance

of a spaciousness beyond

all narrative of space.

The Beautiful Equation

what appears

to be a universe

to you

is just the process of

the absolute's intent to know myself

it's like intent

to see myself

creates a mirror

most appropriate for that doing

you see it's complicated

after the lilac are the leaves

an osprey in the sky above the river

rhododendrons in their final purple burst

a bend in the creek

yellow buttercups appearing in the grass

the mind sees beauty

as this complicated object

to explain

it's not

really

me

you

love

one

I

Sha Ma Na Na

in the world

following awareness

unbelievably

may be a crime

try to make you do time

to avoid doing time

start thinking of

me as

I

love

big pharma is

especially afraid

ah-oooooh

werewolves of

consciousness

the likes of Shakespeare

doesn't write a play

as much as play

is writing

Shakespeare

more like

Shakespeare

is forming

ten-thousand

monkeys

Shakespeare

deconstructive

Basho blank verse some expansive haiku

silencing

the awful noise of holy empire

to bee

or not to be

there never is

a question of the honey

no

the June sun

is shining

through a seeming gap

in the leaves like

Stonehenge

no matter

how you want to slice it

there's no way

you're doing

straight time

summer is

breathtakingly incomplete

without

the appearance of

fireflies

Holding Hands in a Light Blue Thunderbird

From the road approaching Grand Canyon there appears to be a sudden gap in earth and nothing there but open sky.

It's true for people too. Asking who I am, if asked in earnestness, and not relying on another for an answer,

will approach an open space unoccupied by thought, belief, or all conditioning of any form,

resulting as awareness in one's free and open being, as if this universe of space and time was driving

toward this edge from its beginning. Now, the revelation has arrived. The Great Unknowing only knows itself within another.

across the river

river at low slack tide 

strong east wind at my face 

downriver an eagle maybe a seagull 

no. 

buddha nature 

now 

is the month 

of our summer solstice 

made glorious 

green in a synthesis of sun 

across the river

is a wilderness

of eastern white pine

reflecting

across the river

in the smoke

of coming summer

everything is

consciousness

appearing higher

you can lead

imagination

to water

but it won't drink

the inspiration

life

is

a dream

you play

by heart

only

the heart knows

one

divided by

zero

zero shines

at the speed of light

some belief

shadows it

no way

the way

appears to be

bi-polar

but it's only

reflective

across

the river

there is

no

river

On 'The Wizard of Oz' / A Dream Review

the tin man 

like the truly 

empty one 

he is 

follows his heart 

the scarecrow 

stuffed 

with so much thought 

is being 

mindful 

the lion

is in the act of using

its own thoughts

to deconstruct

belief in fear

dorothy

now knows

oz is but a dream

reawakening one to

home

the heart writes the play

and the mind makes it

mythic

so as to see all the action as

the story of one

follow the heart

be mindful

and don't believe

for you are always home

the absolute I of one

Adult Film

the meaning of the dream 

is knowing it's 

a dream 

or otherwise 

the dream continues on 

without a meaning—

this simple knowing

is awaking

one

as pure awareness

in an insubstantial

unafraid and

undivided

unadulterated

bliss

seven quintets in search of a name

1.

already leaves 

ignite into sky 

as ravenous caterpillars 

burn in the name 

of transformation 

2.

the fox moves

in the moonlit emptiness

silver leaves living

only in the echoing

space-time of mind

3.

July fireflies

in the lilies of my June

imagination starring

Zhuangzi and the Amazing

Magicians of Las Vegas

4.

transformation is

emptiness is

impermanence is

illusion is

is

5.

deconstruction is

seeing no construction

ever was

including the past

tense of is

6.

mercury apollo

carbonated water

cadillac granitic

strawberry arising

being anonymous

7.

blossoming mountain

laurel almost seem

to grow gossamer

brightly closing

my watery eyes

untitled

1.

everything is 

consciousness 

except I 

consciousness is 

I

like

I think

therefore

I forget

I am

fourteen billion years of

working on the night shift

and all I get to wear is

this flower saying

self-aware

2.

I write for nobody

so if anybody hears me

they'll know who

they are

I am

only you

know

if

you know

I know

I am attached

to your dream

at the body-mind's assemblage point

of Hollywood

and I

3.

people are either

builders or

finishers

the fool has no

marble

dream time is

the best time

to be

or

not to be

(i hope kids are still

learning

long division

isn't

the solution

using 80-20

by the seventh generation

from out of one-million

there's like

a baker's dozen)

4.

mystic experience

of the experiential

now

is basically

the assemblage point

touching that

experiential

assemblage point

is like being

the moon

reflecting in the river is the moon

reflecting sun

being absolutely zero

equals I

love