chiro 3

chiro 2

30-June-2017

It's that orange daylily 

time of year 

prefiguring fireworks 

of the Fourth of July

and I'm as independent 

as I ever was, 

alone and seldom lonely, 

like I like it, 

or at least the way 

I've always made it be, 

because, 

I'm sorry people, 

I really know no better. 

chiro 1

29-June-2017

driving river road

there’s nothing new

on the river today—

same old water,

same reflections,

same on the other side.

i did begin to think my car

was making some new

unwanted noise however.

but it just turns out

the car behind me needs

a serpentine belt replacement

or maybe just a tightening

of my focus.

11

eleven news

war is ever new thought against all old thought

as no thought is not a shot away

of self by self for self so help me god

perspective. perspective. perspective

thanks for the memories

no words for way

name that thing!

hall of the mountain king. queen of the void.

nowhere

one eye

insight

number nine. heraclitus. buddha.

divide by tao

self-awareness is eleven

The News According to Suite July

Naked fuse.

I've got waves in low places.

The history of the world is always about old money vs. virtual money.

2 monks looking at the ground. 1 says snake!

The other replies it's just some rope.

The 6^th son says neither snake nor rope.

Consciousness?

Pure awareness, awareness reflected in consciousness, and consciousness

is the holy trinity.

I love the sound of night rain falling on summer leaves.

It smells like evolutionary self-awareness.

news
is to poetry as

william carlos williams is
to a fourth of july red wheelbarrow

in the land of silence,
evolutionary self-awareness
is intent upon apocalyptic words...

Matty told Hatty, Ouroboros, Ouroboros, Ouroboros!

As on the extreme altar of consciousness,

I burn my sacred eyes—

for an eye can never see oneself.

mountain laurel sand

dunes leaves of grass california

dreaming creation deconstruction shiva

shakti shiva tech-tonic shifts of manifestation

Open field. Insert self.

Stay Still

Imagine

there's no separation

and the universe is one

being self-aware—

it's easy if I try because it's true.

And I have this great notion I am.

So fractal me this.

To escape the fear,

one has to hike the highest mountains.

To see through fear—

stay still.

Wood by Frogs

Being is the center of all candy.

Candy temporarily stops thought.

It's like material meditation.

Swallow only after tasting being.

The point of being is

forgetting and the point of this

forgetting is self-awareness.

Forgetting is dreaming.

Dreaming is that which never forgets.

Thought is all about survival. Not being.

Thought is to fear as love is to being

as paranoia is to paradox.

Render unto love your being

is the crucifixion and the resurrection.

Listen. The world is the ultimate hack.

The antidote is always love.

It's not about dying before dying

but being through the fear.

Never believe.

Self-inquiry is the only doctorate.

Listen. The Powwow River

falling over original rocks—

this is always Native America.

Drop body-mind. Be Hopi.

And the Hopi know their martyrs.

No pictures please.

It takes seventeen

syllables to break the code.

Earth wind and fire!

I hear fireworks like thunder

on the beach tonight.

There's an eastern wind.

Variety is the revolution.

Being is the flag.

Wood frogs.

Ode to Myself

Ignorance isn't bliss.

Stuck between abyss

and a deep state.

But not of the world,

by the world, and

for the world.

Mind moves.

Waves sea.

The way I see,

it's all about myself.

Long division

is another name

for memory.

World war three.

Meet the new math.

Same as the old math.

And love isn't otherworldly.

Love is out of this world.

Like

myself.

Begin at the beginning.

To be.

First infinitive.

Conceptual foundation

for the dreaming.

I am and never is.

Such is self-awareness.

First self.

Best self.

Myself.

Pure awareness

being

self-aware.

This takes

a universe of space

and an evolution of time.

But what the hell.

I've got nowhere

special to be,

myself.

Study Questions for 21st Century Acid Test

1. What do the characters of love and zero have in common?

2. Where is self-awareness in that spectrum?

3. If science assumes the universe is divided, and,

the universe is, by definition, not divided,

then isn't the ground of science shaky?

4. Nevertheless let me show you a picture of my granddaughter living

lovingly in exile in the middle of Virginia.

5. As if the Tao of Dante is like some enchanted horse is pissing in the ear of Basho.

6. The walrus did it.

7. I recently read that koans shed their cells every seven years.

8. Philosophy is change. Wisdom will cost you your last dollar. That's how spirituality functions in the material world. Take it or leave it.

9. DM me.

Twenty-First Century Acid Test

Love is a zero-letter word.

Love is an early sign of self-awareness.

Love is the universe before division thought

it was the subject to be taught.

Love is the image of my daughter

with her daughter and that great embrace

of all fertility goddesses to their left and to their right.

In the middle of our song of love,

I come to myself within a dark wood

where the straight way begins and ends.

As every second is the sign of one.

So what exactly is

the sound of cutting off our left trees

to save my right face?

Heraclitus never changes.

Change is emptiness.

Form is climate.