Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Good news. (hopeful)

The toilets not broken anymore.

Monday, March 30, 2009

The Lamb Wins.

King of the earth sits on the pulpit and talks about god and greatness.
This and that and thereafter but not a word of help.

The Church is the Beast if you have not read.
And who's behind the church but Darkness.

Look as this picture which could only be Satan:
Walk in giant doors and lit up in lights,
a dead body hangs on a cross.
Listen, be told, "to be obidient" to your husband,
for you are the footstool, his wife.

Grand coup d'etat - holy communion
eating His body and blood!
We've caught you red handed cannibal animals
Finish this picture it should!

Sunday, March 29, 2009

Untitiled

Big and Small
All the powers are within you.
Siddhi yoga

So big and so small.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

During the Night

My angled gaze falls on my shadow on the wall. (in the darkened room)
I'm kicking air, but it's kicking me.

"Hey, why did you kick me shadow?!"

The shadow responses,
"Look, you kicked yourself"

Straiten up now, see how your mind feels better?

Friday, March 27, 2009

Caves down south.

The caves of sages are not equipped with our modern wonders,
Not an air conditioning in the place.

Soon, as I sweat and soon, as I perfectly breathe,
Life comes and takes away all disease.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Spicy Noodles

These Spicy Noodles are so spicy.
Hot Hot Hot too much.

Think I will try these Spicy Noodles.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Pressed Out Today's Juice

fingers woven together,
now i think of something special.
going ahead...
many points for the same percise goal.
a picture,
too, a silent movement.

thumbs for my video game controller.

Friday, March 20, 2009

A thought

Here an apple falls to the ground, why don't you eat it?

Monday, March 16, 2009

When there is nothing else to say... but the sound of the clock

tick tock - tick tock - tick tock

Sunday, March 8, 2009

A mass.

I see a mass below me, should it be destroyed?
Hold back the destruction, you can just watch it.
Is it the form of my confusion?
It is confusion, so place your attention on just one thing.

Friday, March 6, 2009

Reflections on discipline

Some traditions cannot hold water.
A sentimental bowl is useless if its cracked.
A kind thought won't stop a killer.
If the well is too deep to jump in, you need a bucket. But if the bucket won't work, you won't have any water.

We need discipline.

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