Sometimes I think
Life’s a package
Sprinting clown cube
Cereal box
Colored prism
Circus ride
Have a bite
Archetype
Tecture clocks
Spin the in
Unfold unfoldings
Knowings and
Self-doubt
When certainty is a skip
In a line of streaming questions
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Consciousness of me
Once I fell
Off my grandfather's arms
Tickles and giggles
Hit my chin on the floor
Tooth pierced lower lip
Off for a stitch
Seven of those
Two years old
Nurse holding arms and legs
And my stream of thought,
If only they let go of me
I’ll hold still as they please
Worn in attempts
Little to be done
Pinned on a stretch
I slept the anesthetic
But that sparkling moment
Of self-regulation
Conscious of my own actions
Paves lines to this day
Off my grandfather's arms
Tickles and giggles
Hit my chin on the floor
Tooth pierced lower lip
Off for a stitch
Seven of those
Two years old
Nurse holding arms and legs
And my stream of thought,
If only they let go of me
I’ll hold still as they please
Worn in attempts
Little to be done
Pinned on a stretch
I slept the anesthetic
But that sparkling moment
Of self-regulation
Conscious of my own actions
Paves lines to this day
Monday, November 9, 2009
Despertar
Um novo dia
Clareio dourado
Ascensão de luz
Por dentro do mar
Por traz do horizonte
Encontro tangente
Ver água virar céu
Desdobrar sol em fogo enérgico
Cromar de áurea luminescente
Entoar de passarinhos
Aquece as manhas com canto e cor
Clareio dourado
Ascensão de luz
Por dentro do mar
Por traz do horizonte
Encontro tangente
Ver água virar céu
Desdobrar sol em fogo enérgico
Cromar de áurea luminescente
Entoar de passarinhos
Aquece as manhas com canto e cor
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Zelo
Minhas mãos plantam sementes
E cuidam de árvores
Que outros plantaram atrás de mim
O labor de que a gente cresce
Renovação em patamar
Vem de mão em mão
Cuidando com visão
E respeito a natureza
Voz da permanência
E da mudança bem orientada
Meus ouvidos abertos
Atentos ao olhar do céu
E sabor de cada pensamento
Uma busca de harmonia
Coerência e sintonia
Em caminhos bem trilhados
Que a freqüência de um rádio
Afina e ajusta
Ao melhor resultado
No mais longo prazo
E cuidam de árvores
Que outros plantaram atrás de mim
O labor de que a gente cresce
Renovação em patamar
Vem de mão em mão
Cuidando com visão
E respeito a natureza
Voz da permanência
E da mudança bem orientada
Meus ouvidos abertos
Atentos ao olhar do céu
E sabor de cada pensamento
Uma busca de harmonia
Coerência e sintonia
Em caminhos bem trilhados
Que a freqüência de um rádio
Afina e ajusta
Ao melhor resultado
No mais longo prazo
Riding a Comet
Truth the way
We are built on pain
The essence of nature
Is psychedelic
I can’t tell apart
Psyche from nature
There is only one thing
In everything
Nothing would be done
In a world of one
So nature parts infinitely
To recombine and create
Life
The game you play
Should you see it as game
Different results appear
Thermometer your smile
And counterparts make parts
Don’t think before creation
Creation is what is
Language has emancipated
To thought processing
Perfection lasts not
That’s how things move on
Infinity is formless
That’s why it’s infinite
I am a voice
That synchronizes with the flow of things
But then all voices are
Right is only right
To what may be of wrong
And to all that has failed
Nature moves on
That’s how it knows itself
Through what works not
And so it proceeds
To new begginings
Again and again
We are built on pain
The essence of nature
Is psychedelic
I can’t tell apart
Psyche from nature
There is only one thing
In everything
Nothing would be done
In a world of one
So nature parts infinitely
To recombine and create
Life
The game you play
Should you see it as game
Different results appear
Thermometer your smile
And counterparts make parts
Don’t think before creation
Creation is what is
Language has emancipated
To thought processing
Perfection lasts not
That’s how things move on
Infinity is formless
That’s why it’s infinite
I am a voice
That synchronizes with the flow of things
But then all voices are
Right is only right
To what may be of wrong
And to all that has failed
Nature moves on
That’s how it knows itself
Through what works not
And so it proceeds
To new begginings
Again and again
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Continuity
The wind dust blows
Crowns and jewels
And glitter gold
My visions colored
Sleeping and awake
Frequencies and waves
Betweenings of day
Imaginations puzzle
The I and it
Is me and not
When oneness
Gives birth to all
How much of me
Is in my sperm cells
Till they’re another
Me and another
So my mind
Is life to forms
Alive in me
And then one other
Crowns and jewels
And glitter gold
My visions colored
Sleeping and awake
Frequencies and waves
Betweenings of day
Imaginations puzzle
The I and it
Is me and not
When oneness
Gives birth to all
How much of me
Is in my sperm cells
Till they’re another
Me and another
So my mind
Is life to forms
Alive in me
And then one other
Dimensions
In this glimmy knowy land
Opposites are not opposites
Contradictions simultaneously
Complement in counterparts
Shifting lines of thought
Grab a bubble
Look it through
Reference is view
Opposites are not opposites
Contradictions simultaneously
Complement in counterparts
Shifting lines of thought
Grab a bubble
Look it through
Reference is view
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