Category Archives: Philosophy


I aint in the best shape

that I’ve ever been in.

And I know where im going,

And it aint where I’ve been.


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because i don’t like to repeat myself…

why rant when I can laugh as others do it for me.

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has anyone ever said to you that it’s going to be alright?

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I Am…

…thinking about an exercise of consciousness.

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So I Can Share The Beauty…

Deep inside this Snowy Mountain Vista….

… is another world of Magic!


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further into the web

oh my me, im in awe of that orgasm i just had. i wasnt even masturbating. wasnt hard or touching my cock. i was just hanging out with my thoughts

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Song of the Moment

A great Zen master said, as his death poem: “from the bathtub to the bathtub I have uttered stuff and non-senses. from the bath of my birth, too the bath before my burial, all this time I have said many non-senses.”

people talk too much for what they have to say

words without meaning are fading.. away….


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words for it

a rarity for you too see me post on my blog.
one of my hidden pieces of unedited free verse poetry.
umm, no more commentary, if you get thru it, let me know what you think and/or if you feel anything from it?




words for it….

inventing language via sculpting sound
the color is here to add illusions

i found the middle ground, not a goal
ive learned to exist in the gray
all while i was killing the high and low’s
i found the gray by numbing the yin and holding still the yang
the energy, the light i hold onto myself
is enormous, wrapped so tightly the pressure
constant, a fire raging within
surging so wildly that i shake and
hold my breath to smother the feelings,
whilst smothering myself
to keep it here on me.

Theres a rhythm to a pattern
A small glitter of thought is seen
it comes, i cum
than im back fatigued beyond breathing on my own
mind still blazing
then i start it again
i see the yellow wave and i take it in to feed the fire


the power i use to smother or to free my heart
is astonishing
it shakes the earth i convulse upon
it booms the air out through my voice
it blends my eyes, all of them, it lets me see electricity
and all the emptiness between, overlaid with what could be here and now
the fire finds a rhythm within my base
it rolls from my base, my roots disconnect as it soars thru me
escaping out of me, on their way through me
waves of warmth, comfort, oblivion, and bliss of empty ecstasy paralyze me
the light is blinding, blacked vibrations freely dance in darkness
evermore waves
a tremendous sound, emitted from this cradle, deafens.
silence is found within by pushing this voice beyond that which i can speak

its there. where ever the fuck it is, whatever the fuck that is.
there is no word for it.
i could spend a life time looking.

the same waves pull me into myself, backwards.
After I feel myself, I remind myself of it
i speak common words for it
I roll them in circles round my head
These words, the ones here, are those in my head
they can’t describe it
there is no rhythm to what cannot be articulated

so i go back, again
i repeat the process
i must stay a little longer this time
end the circle
stay with it.
stay with it.
stay with it.
end the circle
let go
stay in the circle.

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Breaking my vow of silence

in the wake of the nyc wall street protests that “may or may not be happening”, im hearing (via facebook because i dont watch tv or read tv approved news on the internet) that there is a wave of cities “organizing” there own “protests” throughout the country.

soo… i looked it up. my local protest in portland, or is “scheduled” for thrusday oct 6th at waterfront park at noon. (im sure the bums, rats, seagulls and nighttime entertainment district are really interested in what you have to say)

im wondering about the social “etiquette” in this situation??? should i go over to the facebook and “RSVP” to be tear-gassed and beaten down by the riot police?? or should i just come out and say….

are you fucking people serious??? an organized event where we are safe from persecution, within our civil rights, IS NOT A FUCKING PROTEST!; its a bunch of “monkeys” making noise!!! i think of it in the same light as going to the county fair. monkey see monkey do. everyone’s going to show up, hold up there signs/flags, do some mating calls and then go home to eat dinner in front of the tv to check out the turn out. really???

as a wise ol’ sage sang to me… “as long as you play their game girl you’re never going to win.”

correct me if im wrong, isn’t it our civil rights that are being shit on? are you protesting to take them back? (or are you upset in your salary cut and fact that now you can afford a beamer?) i ask because im trying to make sense of how “behaving” within our suppressed civil rights is going break the oppression that could reclaim them??

who do think is going to listen if you’re playing by the rules? the suites in high rises will look down at the park, giggle at the gathering of angry unemployed people standing around anxiously at the waters edge as they go to their next investment meeting….. i can see the headline now…. “poster board and markers on sale at wal-mart!” dont you need some of this??

if you want to make a difference ….. oh fuck, there i go again sounding like one of you…. nevermind, nix all that… just listen to this song…

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Fairy Eye

Evian, what do your fairy eyes see??

Tao Te Ching #75

When taxes are too high,
people go hungry.
When the government is too intrusive,
people loose their spirit.

Act for the people’s benefit.
Trust them; leave them alone.

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Tao Te Ching #65

The ancient Masters
didn’t try to educate people,
but kindly taught them to not-know.

When they think that they know the answers,
people are difficult to guide.
When they know that they don’t know,
people can find their own way.

If you want to learn how to govern,
avoid being clever or rich.
The simplest pattern is the clearest.
Content with an ordinary life,
you can show all people the way
back to their own true nature.

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