"Modern psychology has done much
to reveal the sources of conflict,
but it has yet to discover methods
of awakening inspiration
or supplying the mind with something
which makes life worth living."This is the creative task
facing the saviors of humanity."Meher Baba, Discourses, 1, 65
firm as the rock of baba
solid on the foundation of self-realization
stable
universe constantly created maintained terminated
at every moment
two whole intervals and a half interval
give three permutations of scale :
two wholes followed by a half - - .
a whole a half a whole - . -
a half followed by two wholes . - -- - . - - - . ionian c-d-e.f-g-a-b.c
- . - - - . - dorian d-e.f-g-a-b.c-d
. - - - . - - phrygian e.f-g-a-b.c-d-e- - - . - - . lydian f-g-a-b.c-d-e.f
- - . - - . - myxolydian g-a-b.c-d-e.f-g
- . - - . - - aeolian a-b.c-d-e.f-g-a. - - . - - - locrian b.c-d-e.f-g-a-b
- . - - . - - aeolian a-b.c-d-e.f-g-a
- - . - - . - myxolydian g-a-b.c-d-e.f-g
- muses who dance with apollo
sing new jerusalem , christ light city
that we may be a passage-through
for the great plan to enter the world ,
blueprint for a divine lifestyle on the pristine planet ,
that we may embody the new age in flesh and blood
invigorated by all-inclusive love
for the discovery of its history in public records of the tribe
and in private records inwardly maintainedcommunicate the new age
that we may receive it from the abstract
and out-print it in the very practical matter of this world ,
a reality achieved by recreation in solid stuff
of the age of inspiration in place of oppression
age of highest law
natural law arising spontaneously from the heart
where the spirit of law triumphs over the lettermyth is the language of self singing to self
of the appearance of divine energy
in all its degrees of concreteness
full of personality
shining like a jeweler's tray of wedding ringsthe pleasures of a full heart flow out on the page ,
let joy sing its own song ,
let the human race choose to live forever
generation by generation
on a radiant jewel planet of abundant beauty
- hearts that gaze upon truth
see perfection everywhere
in the geometry of frost
in the colors of flamehearts that harmonize with truth
beat in unison with all
in the land of the temporary
within the frontier of birth and death
where mother bleeds and efforts
to give birth to this eternally dying thinghearts in touch with central sun
create the world fresh and pure
without regard for limited conventions
- a walking centerfold
with her jeans buried in her butt
and wrinkles radiating out from her crotch
like all roads leading to rome: interest is in the eye of the beholder
the expanding and contracting viewpoint
that forgets a soul in the lifestream
and sees a body that looks deliciousbirthday fragments i feel now
with a new energy that may bring
new tears and sublime rage
against the petty cutting and posturing
of superiority and inferioritywonder laughs and stares
a picasso of inspirationbirds frolic among branches
playing the game
that makes more birdssun sparkles in the snow
"like a million fairies casting spells"
says chrismy beloved weeps tears of my creation
: no pleasure costs so much
- you know the cold wind that blows in from lake erie
: pigeons beating their wings jump into it
and stay in the same placeyou know the clouds that pile up around a sunset
in golden heaps and shapes tintoretto-like
: lights suddenly appear in dark windowsyou know the earth that trees grip
with their fibrous feet
: seeds wait timelessly to knit the generations
- the annual ice age retreats
in a flurry of leaf and blossom
while birds in chorus
welcome spring sun
across the equatorthe night and day balance of celestial fire
warms mother's winter-ravaged flank ,
coaxing fresh herbs out of hidingthe inner ear perceives
a sweet cadence of germination
as life descends on shapeless seeds
to dress them in root and leafleaf and bud appear
making every tree the precious one
found in the road and river of new jerusalem ,
rooted in earth and water
branched in air and firethe spring tree renews me ,
my medicine of the cross .
my heart buds open in the spring sun
newborn into the tender grace of infancy
reaching up for wholesome lightorange light glows in my closed eyes
as warmth penetrates my cheeks
to the bone cave
where my winter brain took refuge
from cold shadowslike the tree of four seasons
i am renewed by the sun
that returns to lift life out of roots
where it fled and waited
in subterranean darkness
while long winter night
froze the twig and trunk
- like a warrior without armor
achilleus after patroklos fell
i call my mother to the shorelike a two year old awakening from a nap
i cry out for mother to end this gulf
of being alone and unsupported in the worldthe presence of mother satisfies a longing
in my deep heart and frees my mind
to attend in peace the song and dance of lifein the presence of divine mother
i am the divine infant
: she secures me in my playo poseidon , lord of waves and currents
that shake the earth and animate the deeps ,
let my horse be hollow as a ship
sawn of the precious tree
that i may bob on the rancorous waves
of priam's citadel
: helen calls me now in the voice of my own wifeit is not possible to achieve freedom
through any kind of reasonable argument
: freedom is to be declared and experienced
- the sacrifice of my living heart
torn from my breast in a moment of outrage
spilled my love on the road where it ran awayinstant rage filled my heart's hole
i collided with anger
i ran with no place to hide and die
i danced absurdly in wild lights with dark tremorsthe smell of shame lingered a long time
around the stunned threads of my life
before the light flowed through them again
and healed me my tender scar
- i prayed to krishna
he showed me that winning and losing is a place
like a place of existence at eternal war
a viewpoint looking out at all life as conflictmy head surged with charges and accusations
a great reeking list of shortcomings
of exact reasons and specific examples of behavior
that closed my heart in fear and mistrust of you
all of it fitting somehow in a scheme of winning and losing
anger at losing , shame at winningi wanted to assign the blame to you
but underneath i could see my fear
that you would win and i would lose
fear drew me repeatedly into the field of battle
anger at losing would not let me lose without a fight
and shame at winning urged me to losekrishna showed me my own place of competition
and my own contribution to the fight
i can no longer accuse you of my crimes
all the reasons , criticisms , accusations and charges
i made against you distort the truth like carnival mirrors
and only the gist remains as communication of pain: all i ever said was ouch it hurts , the pain is terrible
- i was afraid of you
because i wanted to win
and i always felt
like i was losingi felt you treated my speech
as nursery babblings
to be picked up and put awayi felt you were always right
and always the authority
whose permission must be gotten
whose favor must be securedi felt you were strong
and i was weak
and must resist you
and undermine
your power or else
you would overpower me
and make me
into a mere expression
of your personality
and despise me for iti felt like you hated me
and wanted to kill me
and i feared you
because you were big
and i was smallyou were important
and i was nothing at all
- i was afraid to be a weak man
dominated by a strong woman
or any strong , overpowering creature
it filled me with shame and humility
and anger that i let advantage be taken of me ,
a victim , despicablei was afraid to be a strong man
who dominated a weak woman
or any other creature
it filled me with feelings
of insensitivity , opportunism
and aggressive selfishness , taking advantage ,
a brute , despicablea deep impression
that something was wrong
prevented me from delighting
in the perfections of the world
the perfections of others affronted me
and taunted me with the air of superiority
that crushed and smothered me
beneath the awful failure and guilt
of opportunities missed
and destructive acts of self-defeati deeply felt not intelligent enough
as if intelligence were the buoyancy
that could lift me to the surface of deep water
and keep me afloat ,
as if intelligence were the light
whose increase would illuminate the dimness
and allow me to read the writings of release
and instructions for correct use
naturally inscribed in the shapes of all formsi swim in a sea of feelings
i walk naked in a weather of feelings
while an appearance of reason
surfaces to cover a fathomless chaos
of wishes and rewards
with hasty logic as thin as one night's icei wish to inspire and be inspired
through energy released
by evocation of desire and will
to all-powerful peace and to be myself
to all-illuminating truth and to know myself
to all-inclusive love and to love myself
- o planet of infinitely pliable makings
inwardly shining with paradise light
awaiting a word and touch of hands
that open eyes lidded by fear and desirei am going back to zero
back to before opinions
before advice and instructions
before stories and interpretations
back to the original thing
to the original nothing
back to the maiden womb of all thingso planet embossed by buddha's bright foot
fulfilled with designs to release and relax
beautified by christ's unfathomable heart
holding the vast whole in boundless resti am going back to zero
back to before desires and fears
before aspirations to be intelligent
before ambitions to be a great poet
before appetite for a mate and family
back to before desire to grasp myths
before fear of inferiority
before angry outbursts
before the impression of imperfection
back to the original thing
back to the original nothing
back to the maiden womb of thingso planet mother whose dream of paradise
revives our memories of pure futures ,
our radiating hearts recover the breath
of unbound truth and unlimited love
- security is bliss
the feeling of security
is the feeling of bliss
foundation chakra
base of the spine white light motherfeelings of security open her
feelings of insecurity close herwhat a dance of duality
as the feet come down taking positions
shiva nataraj on this great continuum
where exactly on the centerpoint
security and insecurity unite as one
- i am in control of this life
i was afraid of the responsibility
of being the creator
and the one who suffers in the creationi was angry at myself
for having a physical side to take care of ,
creating physical plane needsbuddha opens me to the abyss , the nothing
christ opens me to the plenum , the everythingbuddha , how to be beyond it
chirst , how to sanctify itvoid means both here and not here simultaneously
as in number 5
neither here void means all forms simultaneously ,
nor not here
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not here - void - here
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both here
and not here
all forms including nonformthe world is god's heart
god's heart is in mesat chit ananda
am one i
- so the game is : create paradise
out of available materialsthe part of you that i don't accept
reflects
the part of me that i don't accept
reflects
the part of the world that i don't accept
reflects
the part of the whole lovely truth that i don't accept
reflects
my border , limit , frontier , fragmentyang is the keeper-pure of yin
yin is the keeper-pure of yangbuddha , the gift of mother
christ , the gift of fatherjoy is not limited
by the limitations of other's love
i am joyful within myself
independent of anyone else
or my relationship with anyonei am unlimited in joy and love
i am lover and beloved
precipitated by the light
of sky bright new jerusalem love
UNREASONABLE JOY
- to my parents
teenagers during world war one
college graduates during the great depression
young grownups during world war two
adults during the korean war
mature adults during the vietnam waramid such distractions , dear parents
how can i accuse you of wrongdoing ?open , my heart , understand and forgive
- unreasonable joy
in bright apollonian mindfields
muses flash naked feet
to rhythms of revelation
and melodies of transformationthe harper opens his voice
to every chorus singing :
i take responsibility for
poetry and music in the worldto whom he sings outreaching
syllable music
irrigating receptive mindstuff
poetry arises in breathless silence
out of divine energy
to heal both singer and societymind as clear and still as a morning lake
and as full of life in brilliant cycles
limpid and reflective in thought
calm and flowing in feeling current
the spirit of new ages dwells among usfather-mother view of the long past
brother-sister view of the great present
son-daughter view of the unlimited future
every person creates life
by the attractive energy of interestthe purpose of human life
is to amplify unreasonable joy
to implement the law of peace on earth
to carry friendship into the lives of the lonely
with a mind that asks 'who am i , who am i , who am i'
like the ringing of a telephone
to deliver the love of god in word and tone
- first hymn to the angels of deliverance
i long to be unmasked , revealed
stripped of costume and seen naked
as i am in truth where i disappear
and only truth remainsin my honesty you may discover
the waves of my feeling
like the facets of liquid jewels
scattered to the milky way and beyond
by winds from all directionsi loved nobody
least of all myself
this miserable world like a cell
imprisoned me in my insecurity
full of abyssesmy entire life arose out of inadequacy
i laid the pretence of competence
over the conviction of inadequacy
no accomplishment erases the feelingonly transcendence frees me
to escape the limitations of good and bad
to break through and enter
the unlimited space of all possibilitiesconsciousness conditioned to freedom
lets go of conditioned mind's
entangling array of choices and positions
i discover myself in unconditioned being
where i experience whole love
whole lover-loving-beloved lovethe divine radiance of original nature
not won or earned by accomplishments
awakens my seeing and i recognize it
as everlasting was-will-be-and-is original nature
everlasting original being radiant purity
- second hymn to the angels of deliverance
massive agreement of inadequacy
dogs me with self loathing
i secretly delight in other's painhell winds overheat me
i cool myself desperately
in the freshness of acceptancei hated everyone in my life
and drove them away with aggression
or left them dead behindi beat my mother , my wife , my friends
i killed , lied , stole , fucked
and took deeply of forgetful drugsI cannot tell the truth of my feelings
For fear of compounding hatred
: you may think i hate youconstant hot winds burn me up in rage
i despise my weakness and softness
i despise my inadequacyhell , i burn
i suffocate in personalityi can't stand myself
that you are better than me ,
strangled by the need to demonstrate
that i'm okay ,
convalescing from anger and violence ,
looking for hidden blessings
- womb envy
holy mother ,
your daughter quakes my limbs with urgency
to be one with beauty inseparable from fleshi fill with strategies
to push hard flesh into her gratitude
even more suddenly to be gone
and begin againthe embrace of a pregnant woman
draws subtle violence from my right knee
and outrage that she has the body
that nurtures the seed stolen from me
by stealth of irresistible beauty
and rumorlike promises of blisswhen i see her abuse her child
or murder it in some frenzy ,
my heart leaps with gentle relief ,
her ugliness seems to enhance my lusterwhen i express outraged pain
at being circumcised against my will
she says as long as you feel like that
you're stuck and can't get anywhere
and then after a while she says
hold me tenderly , caress me , i need love
and so i beat her again with my scar
- city
electromagnetic city
full of corners turning me
back upon myself
and grooves well worn
in the public braincity called cyclotron
i go into orbit surpassing sunsets
laughter at apogee
weird tears reach out
weave wires that touch my hair
shock the unwaryatomic metropolis
electron and nucleus
planet and star
- dharma mind
although i am naked
you see me fully clothed
in your own ideas and thoughtschildren and mad people like phantoms
hide beyond the reach of logic
beyond the hook of hard reason
on islands in currents of private flowthe tide turns this way and that ,
i stand firm in the tidal flow
awakening myself to the light
of what was previously obscuremy life computer prints out into matter
the surprise of discovering violence in myself
all velvet and daggers , like a catunderneath these shining smiles and gentle touches ,
these blessings and encouragements ,
underneath this tolerance and acceptance
hides the force of irate violence ,
a bully who veils his coarseness
in a knot of nasty thoughts
like medusa's hairdo in the morning
when she lifts her squirming head
from the pillow and realizes
he did not come yet ,
the one who backs up by reflections
on mirror smooth bronze
and releases soaring horse from her throatfeelings pass through me like familiar strangers
presenting messages
that i grasp or almost grasp
while reasons constantly fool around
explaining explaining explaining
- jugglers
jugglers on stages
keep three balls flying
through the atmosphere
of the world's corny musicthe subtle balls of thought
crystals of light structured from ideas
fly lightest from their finger tips
and often disappear in space above themelastic balls of emotion
full of energies in motion
leap of their own accord from the hand
and change colors as they rise and fallsolid balls of deeds
fall roughly on their palms
often drawing blood and bone
as they are lifted again upward on raw muscle
- heart stalks with refreshed ardor
heart stalks with refreshed ardor
through sububan housefields
ripening in amber waves of sunshinecities of america
prepare to meet christheart
unshattered by falling glass alleyways
coated in neglected color ,
rejoice in underground rattlings
and overhead moansmagnetized steel pulls away from lush greed ,
rich sewers compost a new world
- heartist
dew sparkles on the grass
of a new agreement
beside a dawning sunborn again into the great remembering
i grow on such roots as i have
for the joy of self realizationknow myself
know what is going on with myself
be in touch with myself
communicate with myself
keep on knowing myselfcome from godself
a radiance adorned in the three shirts
of divinity : love power truth
at the rainbow point
where red fire and blue water
with golden yellow air
come together in beauty on earthrelate to the soul of all things
as well as the things
whole lovely truth
sat ananda chita smile takes flight
like a rush of aromatic birds
tantric as a school of fishheartlight rise enchants
even the shabbiest yard
- shore
sandy dancefloor
edge of the sea's roarmuses footplace
leaps on the land's facefiery sun soar
over the world's scoreround the tide's race
opens divine spaceenter god's door
center in his grace
- ah welcome !
out of the great tornado of events
stirred up by streetmates
clinging to their ways like squirrels
ah welcome ! the energy of making it happenlong playing lives turn
under the imperceptible dance of the tone arm
from outer fringes to the still turning center
ah welcome ! the wizard circuitry
that reads this movementhigh speed iris flashes motorcycle-like
across my face ,
even the ground flies
ah welcome ! the round brake of a kiss'
sudden stop face to facemyself called god in a friendly way
promises out of history and ancient texts
outside of time in the present moment
to meet me naked at the crossroad
ah welcome ! deliverer of law's power ,
enlightener of love's bliss embracearm of many hands gripping night's darks
and tossing them like pebbles into the waves ,
leg of many feet tiptoeing on accelerators
ah welcome ! what cannot be gripped or kickedthe very curve of space bends me into friendly orbit
around the revelation of center ,
lines me up equidistant from hollow relief
ah welcome ! the old child who plays on the shore
- portrait
numerous brief dreams
after he played her muscles
on tight palms lined with maps
promising treasure
the entire plan collapsed
like an undercut riverbank
and only housewalls prevented wild winds
wider than the memories of old people
still plugged in to the sweet dilation
of a baby's arrivalalthough her clothing concealed everything
he labored in her pink shadow
not knowing any way to snare
that fleeting moment or preserve it
among hungry aristocrats
who urged him with threats and treats
to close his case and replace it
with a certain sense of losssometimes he consulted history
sometimes soothsayers
yet fundamental confusion
proved as seedy as wild fruit
until the heavy tread of angels
flying silk winged
turned on a climax of colorful revisions
then the great argument split open
like a walnut striking rock
in response to the law of attractionreplies fall into his guarded heart
up to their feathers
the way bees broadcast
the whereabouts of wild nectar
and she bowls her satellite
nonchalantly out of reach
persuaded by experience
that a net of stars will return it
so they hold each other gracefully
clean of grammar
like thirsty rivers
drinking oceans at their mouths
- not walled-in
not walled-in
by cloudlight thoughts
like stones floating away
on a gentle breath
into the spacious skybreathfilled sky
cloudsoft insubstantial thoughts
cloud nine heaven
at the center of the eightfold pathgrounded on eightball earth
like bringing the buddha home
to meet mother
- wherever my foot touches down
wherever my foot touches down
here is path
narrow made widei salvage disaster by mining
nuggets of light
crooked make straightdestination and starting place
disappear into unity ,
every city made new jerusalem
paved in gold clear as crystal
- buddhamind means nothing left
taking refreshment from buddha's well
no water , no earth to contain it
unconditioned refreshment comforts mecube of conditioned mind
within sphere of unconditioned consciousness
where cube content comes and goes ephemeral
while sphere context remains eternal potentialfine , finer , finest
human , titan , god worldsgross , grosser , grossest
ghost , animal , hell worldsin the six stories of conditioning
senses crave entertainment
personality craves accomplishments
mind craves thoughts
to stir the colorful compost
of an invisible tree
called buddhamindwhen unconscious
i do not recognize my machinery
printing out into the world
how i habitually feel .
how difficult for my teacher to awaken me !no wonder he slaps me with slippers
bounces rocks off my head
and crashes my van
- breath
inbreath enters
you love me
with loving caress
planting inspiration
in heart furrowoutbreath exits
i love you
nurtured in joy
birthing love
in world at largewhenever i love
i am loving god
and giving body
to god on earth
in lover and beloved
- although my heart opens and closes
although my heart opens and closes
like an umbrella
according to the weather
my love does not increase or decreaselove is the ground we walk on
like the rain that enlivens the ground
the air of rain's origin
and the warm light that comforts usall the world fits into one heart blossom
every face a petal of heart flower
fragrant with forgiveness
refreshed by mingled breaths of acceptance
overwhelmingly lovely
PLANET ANTHEM
- grateful hearted
full of privilege
to love and make loveinspired by loveliness
radiantly unveiled
to enter in deepest measureas a single breath
enfolded in warm beauty
to give there and receive
- world , you seduce me
with fragrant women bearing
cakes and radiant childrenbirds fall out of the sky
looking at young beauties
elegantly dressed and made upclouds come down to peek
and gasp at their loveliness
when they are sweetly nakedworld , the song from your mouth
makes offerings and promises
like sirens on their lonely rock
- two directions torture me
in the rip of flying apart oppositesone pulls me by its nourishing beauty
like the melody of krishna's flute
gliding toward completion
and rising again out of silence
savory as the expression on buddha's faceanother direction pulls me by its useful beauty
into the din growling at each other's throats
in the hungry world
wild for relief and soothing salves
held for cash behind countersbefore my legs separate up through my heart
i call to the bridgers
to platform this raging gulf
and make one thing out of source and service ,
one beauty from the lips of the divine musician
to the wires of the worldly microphone
- poets of a decaying world ,
prophets of entropy ,
do you know me
when i brighten your darkness
with fresh energy like a seed
given birth by the past
that contains unfurled futures?i am the one you long for
while walking among undignified ruins
full of props and repairs
collaborating with old prostitutes
all fucked out and floor worni am the seed of a renewed world ,
if i do not tell you
how will you know it
behind the walls of your searching
with eyes trimmed back to bare despaireven i hesitate to tell you
and stir up your discomfort .
what if you dismiss me as mad ,
send me away among supreme egoists ?
only my love protects meancients whisper in our ear
"know thyself"
while mary's son points out repeatedly
"I am thyself"
- voice of silence
trembles at the truth of words ,
embarrassing revelations
uttered in idle spontaneity
or painfully planned to preserve a secretthough flushed embarrassment come ,
i open the dialogue ,
though i stare into the dark night
which no knobs turn off or onthough trembling come ,
my heart clogged with undelivered
communications ,
my throat a sagebrush thistle ,
i continue to speaki wish to be loved
the way i think
i should be lovedi want to devour my mother
i want to command her to make me secure
i want to love her
- behind the window opening on darkness
who is there but the abyss of my own ugliness
the wreckage of my own life
fallen bodies in my footsteps
dismembered by narcotic clinging
slimy tentacles grope from past into present
i failed my mother and she told me
i failed my father abandoned on a foreign shore
i failed my wife seethed in outrage
i failed my son corrosive hatred
i failed my friends discarded disappointment
i failed myself lacerated vision heapi reached the bottom of all upsets
deep in envy and resentment
full of pride that masquerades as anger
insecurity disguised as affectionover my love
like a cloud hooding a massive peak
clings stormy angerunder my love
like water under swamp moss
flows slow insecuritynaked abyss , exposed heart
struggling to stay open to the world's needs
from the landscape of my own unmet needs
wolves devour me in the polar night
- i hammer the world with judgment
until it takes the shape of handles
that i can grab to move things around
in control of fear and desirei press my certainties out into the world
building the appearances i want
to comfort and torture myself
with hard crystals of insistence ,
my belief taking shape
rocky like soil that anchors
the heavy tree of ripening experiencesexhausted by relentless mind activity
reaching up like mountains of persuasive reasons ,
falling headlong over precipices ,
intoxicated on insecurity and doubt ,
the expedition to know myself peak
charts breathless vistas and glaciers
all looking out on landscapes of fear and strivingi lay my head on tilopa's lap
and bathe in forgiving rains from clouds
dense enough to mold a buddha's footprinti see the one i wait for and receive messages ,
maybe a glancing smile expressing
his full confidence ,
luminous dawn awakenings
full of authority and experience ,
giving whispered council behind shadows
grown solid from constant use
- i am falling in love
with a new beloved
whose beauty i ignored
whose graceful skill
i belittled or avoided
whose ornaments
i saw as uglinessmy heart awakens to see
i overlooked my beloved
in my search for lovers
until i discovered
my beloved in mein my new beloved in me
i see all virtues
known to mankindi see the beauty
of the angels
and the enlightenment
of the buddhasi see the healing
gifts of jesus
and the insight
of the gurusi see the devotion
of disciples
and the majesty of god
in my new beloved in mearound the nucleus
of my beloved in me
orbits all love ,
i am lover and beloved
- i take this woman in my arms
and feed my hunger to be held
and hugged and rocked
on the mother's deep bosom ,
profound hunger not satisfied
by fucking or playing
adult games on the bedo mother love ,
let your love come in
fill my heart with love
deep hunger for love ,
deep well of longing to unite
with you in mutual agreement
in interlocked body
in some way that bridges
the impression of this gulf
that separates us
- we seize the solid past in hands
that torque it ten merciless directionsit turns to clay , mere mud ,
aflame with light full of clear visions
like the polish of lensesevery future is a disaster ,
a picking up the pieces of a past disaster
and remolding them into a future disaster ,
serially like joints in bamboosalvations pass through disasters
into new salvations ,
simultaneous disaster and salvation cyclesvisions of a renewed planet
released from the load of rain it bears ,
like clouds weeping on thirsty land
where sprout seeds
that lift against gravity toward light
- the edge of an era crumbled and fell .
light picked up its burden after resting again
beside the waters of nile, tigris , induso pioneer ,
you turned your cheeks to new blows
that hurled you across unknown oceans
to the land of open skyyou crossed the flowered plain
and floated boats over the continent
in the blood of redmenyou saw the big trees
and pocketed nugget gold ,
naming the strange mountainsyou stole the bison's collar
and imprinted the land with barbed wireyou held your womb open
to ripen new racespioneer , pathfinder ,
like relay runners
you pass your spirit to me
hand to hand
through visions of a renewed planet
everfreshly cycled
- true self interest aligns with the divine will
which is free will
in service to the whole human raceout of self awareness and self knowledge
which is the realization of god
naturally fall solutions to all problemsfrom the viewpoint of god
which is all viewpoints simultaneously
priorities are simple , directions easyfrom the viewpoint of humanity
which is every person's viewpoint taken simultaneously
one single mankind stands on earth
- all teachers ,
admired role models , parents
all drop away
leaving only their essence :
finally everyone falls awaybe myself
know myself
love myself
like fuel hoses
from a giant rocket
as it leaps to flight
and achieves take-off velocity
on it way into orbitonrushing mind fills all space
with profound clutter
and grotesque judgments ,
a perpetual dream machine
powered like a waterwheel fan
by the incoming and outflowing
waves of breaththe world emerges out of sleep
like a photographic image in developer ,
dreams die and fall like camphor ash ,
flower fragile world
rooted in absolutely nothing
body
family
nation
planet
solar system
galaxy
solar system
planet
nation
family
body
one earth , one race , one gender
AIRS ON THE ABSOLUTE
- the poet worships apollo
dances with museswrites on the cutting edge
of consciousnessscreams of loss
fall away in wordsthe poet awakens to freedom
with squeals of joyruns far and wide
on dharma's muscled legssongs of love
sing to your singer
- skyvast god the father wraps around
earth various goddess the mother
and plays in rain and shine
tumbling thunder funmother earth in glorious costume
wears sunlit shafts of mist streaming through trees
whose leaves reflect the sky they reach for ,
her jewels of dew on curved grass ,
her morning flower freshly washed
on soft fields in motionbrand new sun intoxicates her body ,
her thighs rush with cool and warm morning gracemother nature lies in his embrace
- glorious morning
fills with awakening
day child
born of dark night
splendid in new lightglorious morning
foot step out
upon what path ,
hand reach out
take up what taskglorious morning
rejoice with bird
pipe song
welcome sun
shorten shadow too long
- visions of paradise orbit earth
like hopeful moons
illuminated by ways that flow
from beyond strugglesecret locks and keys
in the free flow of emotions
keep me searching and testing
the huge ring of possibilities
hanging from my beltbetween waking and sleep
in a world easily forgotten
on shelves of unconsciousness
among old bottles where bugs scurry
in webs and soft dust
i put things away
and leave them untouched
- daylight eats me up with duties
and activities that fill the space of earth
exhausting this potent body
with food , shelter , transportation
all taxed and exploited for profitdaylight drives me to clothing
that hides my nakedness for a fee
- struggling to speak
against the forces
that would silence me
because they are more eloquentstruggling to act
against the forces
that would stop me
because they are more skillfulstruggling to be
against the forces
that would eliminate me
because they are more important
- hold on to experience with a thousand hands
let go with one hand at a time
let go with a thousand handssearch deep in my heart
what i find there
is the law of the worldgo to sleep in the vulva dream
with the stems and seeds of dancing girlslive the senses
with their overlay of judgments
and underlay of emotionsfeed , fight , fuck
survive , animal
understand , man
live , angel
- the owl at dawn
dear lord ,
i get what i deserve
and i stew in the juice of my own painmy companions offend me
and my heart breaks ,
my gifts lie idle while it mendsdear lord ,
though my life skirts disaster continually
i am comforted in my bond with youin this land of rock and boulders
among these chasms
thunderstorms beat without mercydear lord ,
you are my guide and my shelter
to whom can i speak truth but you?others cherish distortion
and cultivate deceit ,
unwittingly i am sucked into the liedear lord ,
i come out from you
to be among peopleit adorns me
to accept us the way we are
and give up grief
- the essence of religion
: deal directly with godgod is the last reference point
before no reference point at allchristians triumph through acceptance
moslems triumph through obedience
buddhists triumph through realization
hindus triumph through practicefind out the truth yourself
use everybody's help
don't give upgod in action
breathes a world
full of lightknow him by he loves you
- do not condemn myself
when passion springs satyr-like
on magnetic auras of women
achingly beautiful
: this is god's gracedo not condemn myself
when irritation sparks
or anger combusts spontaneously
filthy smoke
: this is god's grace
- i want you not to be rude
and i get assigned to forgive rudenessthe authenticity of my life
like sunshine feeds thirsty plantsi rest in the freedom of the present moment
everything transformed everything freeeverything changing
everything me
- i love
even the offensive
even the unloveablemy heart opens to include
even the disgusting
the crude the thoughtless
the inconsiderate the absurd
the insultinglet all things
in my heart
bathe in blood of lovelet all being
in my heart
live on blood of love
- let me leave on earth
what i wish to find here
when i returnwriting poetry for myself
as beethoven wrote music for himself
as he wants to find it in later liveslike a time capsule
like a golden egg
like a message woven in and out of memory
let me deposit in timeless consciousness
the poems i will delight to find in subsequent ages
- may this food feed a buddha
may this food nourish christmay this love evolve a buddha
may this love enliven christmay this work display a buddha
may this work awaken christ
- melodious mycenaeans
tune to mediterranean vibrations
of achilles' grief ,
of orpheus dancing trees
and arion cooing porpoises
on the nose of ocean deep motionfluid music all vowels
falls in inner world terrains
bottomless between river banks
flowing off to distant river styx
watering underworld shadowsbull man pulls the plow
ambush centered in mazeline by line
like a lawyerwhere thread rollsturning back
upon itself
in and outunravelling bull man's
knit of blind alleys
- this morning i wake up full of love
and tenderness toward you ,
acutely aware of a sense of loss
that you are not with me ,
feeling the pettiness of the stuff between usto establish a relationship with you
outside of the stuff that goes on between us ,
a relationship of acknowledgements ,
taking place on the other side of the stuff ,
in a space called agreement
where we share and appreciate togetherviolence is sexual energy gone astray
violence is blocked affectionsince you departed so abruptly on the plane
i am feeling waves of love for you
and keenly feeling a sense of lossyou stand out in my mind illuminated
from within by a white light
that is very pure of will and very morali love you
i even love the parts of you that upset me
and the parts that frighten meyou are my beloved
you are beloved to me
- under the cottonwoods
down by the lakesideshade softens sun's ray
breeze blows the heat awaybird song adorn the air
waves sound against the shoredown by the lakeside
a lovely place to be
- birds of angelina forest
chubitty chubitty chubitty chubitty birdjimmy jimmy jimmy jimmy bird
procedure procedure procedure bird
cuius cuius cuius bird
pretty pretty pretty bird
jeeper jeeper jeeper jeeper jeeper bird
preacher preacher preacher bird
pete seeger pete seeger pete seeger bird
gurdjieff gurdjieff gurdjieff gurdjieff bird
me too me too me too me too bird
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- i am the sky's feet
my beard shines among stars
planets wander in my throat
titan melodies fill the far west
with the music of atlasearth my woman
hugs me close in gravity
gathers ground from entire interior
a planet flora'd in living medicine
to heal the people's illssky reaches through my crown
earth stretches though my spine
earth and sky mingle in my heartskyborn sound descends into matter and flesh
that reach up from divine mud's fertile potential
jeweled alive foundation dancer
stepping to celestial reverberations
on feet that spark earth
with rhythms of light from on highplay and celebrate
filling all universe with happiness
court and mate
radiating unity throughout divorced worlds
- i am the electric dance
apollo with nine wisdoms
tai chi of ordinary life
karate of crisisrainbow dancer delivering
the message of solar fire
in concentric circles of colored lights
to show out the life of light
cycling through darkness
and drive love into recalcitrant hearts
through blows of grief and joylet me not pretend to be anything
but open direct experience of contact itself
beyond psychology depression neurosis
pneumatic discovery
paradise in ordinary rubble
perfection dancing on shiva's feetdear lord ,
feed me that i may feed you
fill me with spirit
that i may fill you with spirit
inspire me that i may inspire you
save me that i may save you
- gather around me all you
whom i have ever been mad atbring back my anger
and return it to meall irritation and shortness
remove from your bodieslet go of those energies
and return them to their sourcehere at the source
let fire consume themlet earth decompose them
into their elementslet water wash them
and carry them awaylet air blow through them
and open up spacelet ether transform them
and recycle them for loveand you who let go
of these negative energiesopen yourselves and make space
in your bodies for lovein the cycle and spiral
carry love to your heartbe lifted and raised
be freed and inspiredlet go and receive
make space and be filled
- i find the wish fulfilling gem in my heart
radiating ruby
the universal gem of all-inclusive love
with the power of forgiveness
which transforms even hate into love
which creates love out of indifference
and softens the edge of hardnessi am my fate
i decide out of ignorance and knowledge
i choose
making hells out of the broken parts of paradisei do it myself
use you as an excuse
let life drift by like afternoon tvi feel such a fool
with my life of ignorance
bumbling into the woman's crotch
piping money to a pauper's tune
driving needlessly into mortal dangerthe last bitter drops of sense
squeezed from confusion
water the tree of paradisedelicious moments of release
as anger turns to tears
- black and white moon
dips her bucket at the edge of sun sea
and carries light into darknessbeauty surfaces at every opportunity
radiant melody
fragrant with maidenhoodlove dresses in many costumes
finally disrobes into utter nakednessi fall in love with my mind
in the form of beautiful women
who are not really there
molded over those birdlike bonessuddenly i break through a wall
of beautiful bodies
that deflected my mind always
into somebody's bedevery woman gives me life
from her beauty
heart wakens to marriage with heaven
- meditation body links with the bodies
of other meditators
like campfires on a dark plainoverlapping lights bring vision
into the world
through hours of dark nightdrawing inspiration
from the bottomless well of human beautydrawing sustenance
from legions of throwaway bodies
recycled through rich mudsdrawing freedom
from letting go the solidness
of this thought-up experiencedrawing strength
from seeing through wheels
of transparent fear and desirecontemplating the exquisite beauty
of a social agreement that worksweaving a web of certainty
from the experience of unity
out into the world
gathering it all in one net
- i am that i am one whole self
moving with every motion of universei am that i am indivisible
by the force that appears
to separate one into two at oddsi am that i am three times
: seeding , cultivating and harvesting eventsi am that i am four sunrises
at the corners of earth's cycles
introduction
open heart surge
unreasonable joy
planet anthem
airs on the absolute
honorings and offerings