as consciousness is the expression of the absolute, and divine imagination is the expression of consciousness, spontaneous revelation is the expression of divine imagination
Sunday, July 2, 2017
Saturday, July 1, 2017
Friday, June 30, 2017
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.
Thursday, June 29, 2017
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.Wednesday, June 28, 2017
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
Tuesday, June 27, 2017
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 6th 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
is to poetry as
william carlos williams is
to a fourth of july red wheelbarrow
to a fourth of july red wheelbarrow
in the land of silence,
evolutionary self-awareness
is intent upon apocalyptic words...
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.
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
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.
Saturday, June 17, 2017
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.
Friday, June 16, 2017
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.
Thursday, June 15, 2017
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.
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