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Some things I've written. You can also check here for more.
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WITHIN YOUR HEART
IS ART
WITHIN THE EARTH
IS WORTH
WITHIN YOUR EAR
YOU HEAR THE SOUND
OF THE PROFOUND
PLAYGROUND
FULL - OF THE INTENSIVE
AND SENSITIVE
KNOWING HOW TO GIVE
AND LIVE
WITH DO, ACT, FEEL,
HAPPY!
A STATE OF EMOTION THAT SUSTAINS
AND MAINTAINS
THE SOUL
IT IS WHAT YOU BELIEVE
AND PERCEIVE
IT IS WHAT YOU SEE
IT’S ALL ABOUT WHAT
YOU WILL BE
IT’S WHAT YOU ARE
NEAR AND FAR
WHEREVER YOU GO
THERE YOU ARE
INTO THE KIND
AND
ONENESS
OF IT
ALL THAT IS
A TOTAL STATE OF FLOTATION
AND ROTATION
SENSATION OF A REAL
VIBRATION
THE NATION AS
ALONE
THE SAME IN
A-L-L-O-N-E
IN THE VITALITY
OF THE SUN
HAVING LOTS AND LOTS OF FUN
EACH AND EVERY DAY
FULL
WITH MANY WAYS TO PLAY
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28 December 2005, Wednesday
(Found this as a journal entry from November 2000)
Life is a Light filled wish that I can swish my way through...
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8 January 2005, Saturday
SPLAT....!.!
Sometimes I do that.
At least my cat still loves me.
Maybe.
Then again,
Zen really is Zany.
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1 November 2004 (originally written 30 April 1995)
Control over your life
following a pathway
development of plans
blue and true
spot the pot of gold
and take hold of the rainbow
flow down to the bottom and
sink right to the top
don't pop the crop
cultivation of creation
a gathering and growth of speech
preaching eloquence and dignity
reaching for affinity
creating unity
and digging for the nitty-gritty
mighty witty
for a little ditty
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5/8 August 2004
How do I help transform myself? How do I wake from this restless slumber? Fill me up and lock me down, have more faith and turn around, once was lost, but now am found...How cliché does that sound?
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13 June 2004, Sunday
Sleep or slumber?
Deep or number?
Peep or thunder?
A roar or bore?
In the inbetween.
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24 May 2004, Monday
Where does time go? Flying by and ever so slow. Memories hazy and lucid. Just like yesterday and aeons ago. Quite like a dream.
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24 April 2004, Saturday
originally written 28 January 1993,(titled: 6 Jan.2003)
Shadow
The epitaph on my brain
leaves me insane
And I break down in the rain
to hide my pain
A feeling of loss - no gain
Showing myself a little confusion
Many intrusions
Burnt tissue & cells that cannot reproduce
All induced
Artificial
No longer an intellectual
Compelled to follow the rules
Be nice, not rude
A certain master
molds the mind faster
Passing on a whim
making the setting dim
And feeling like forever
Not knowing never
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3 April 2004, Saturday
Right now there are a bunch of things on my mind. The wacky microcosm of NYC is definitely one of them. I can't believe that having been born and raised here, I am still here.
Jaded New Yorkers anyone?
I'm also thinking about how it seems that cancer has struck so many more people in recent times than in the past. What's up with that?
Rapid deterioration