fuck it.
18.12.09
I may have raw talent but my enthusiasm is cooked.
a doppler effect on my stream of consciousness has succumbed to disbelief. Willingly dropping my psychosis for a moment, I have no memory of this place; he died with a falafel in his hand, the same place #48th times before. get high get some more food in my belly, everything is re-hash tagged, a link into someone els preface for a novella. a conundrum of insignificance bewildered disbelief. are we not so glad for spell check, our electronic scriptures would be riddled with mortar holes refilled the tarmac with mortar and tar.
13.12.09
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things i write on comp will now be at a blog website, that i will give out at a later day,
allah be praised by the people who die
god forgives the ones that kill
for allahs will we must all comply
lying down in the streets
alive waiting to die
praise be to god hollow be thy name and all the bullshit spewed out from the money sucking holy land. praise be to allah who knows best of all and is never wrong, those that worship kill to worship and die worshiping.
I say god sees me as a god, and allah wishes he were me, than we would drop the gun in our hands, and translate what the other profits good book says. really if god is created by man and man created by god than who created creation. ? a bang?
God won't admit that I am him, even when i grow a living being out from under a bed. Patiently i wait to die? so i have a place up in the sky? It ceases to exist when so do I. I loath to be born again and die. no body knows just what will happen, so smile and laugh because that is heaven.
I wrote a book but will wait till I am gone so that if and when my kids do read they will not know the truth behind a seed; they will plant and be amazed that food come from the ground not the cash craze and big box tombstone bed; power is cheap if you want it to be just pick up your hands and your mind if free; more ideas are squandered as lives are lost and energy is invested in the wrong path, we could have all been stable minds body lives are able to make a distinction from right and wrong, not letting the bible (koran) choose what we know through knowing of the void we become what were suppose to instead.
god forgives the ones that kill
for allahs will we must all comply
lying down in the streets
alive waiting to die
praise be to god hollow be thy name and all the bullshit spewed out from the money sucking holy land. praise be to allah who knows best of all and is never wrong, those that worship kill to worship and die worshiping.
I say god sees me as a god, and allah wishes he were me, than we would drop the gun in our hands, and translate what the other profits good book says. really if god is created by man and man created by god than who created creation. ? a bang?
God won't admit that I am him, even when i grow a living being out from under a bed. Patiently i wait to die? so i have a place up in the sky? It ceases to exist when so do I. I loath to be born again and die. no body knows just what will happen, so smile and laugh because that is heaven.
I wrote a book but will wait till I am gone so that if and when my kids do read they will not know the truth behind a seed; they will plant and be amazed that food come from the ground not the cash craze and big box tombstone bed; power is cheap if you want it to be just pick up your hands and your mind if free; more ideas are squandered as lives are lost and energy is invested in the wrong path, we could have all been stable minds body lives are able to make a distinction from right and wrong, not letting the bible (koran) choose what we know through knowing of the void we become what were suppose to instead.
if a picture is worth a thousand words,
how long does it take to read,
fifty pictures flashed in front of your eyes,
in such a short space of time
you surely wont be able to decipher all of what they have to say,
reading seams to me a slow method of attaining knowledge,
looking at pictures is as worthless,
unless you see fifty pictures,
looking at each for fifty minutes,
than buying a book a reading it the next day,
never thinking about what you read twice,
but if you read the same book your whole life,
as many times as you possibly could,
would you obtain more than what that book has to say,
or would nothing occur more than the words on that page at that time,
thinking deeply on the subject matter,
the pronouncement of each word individually,
every two words together,
each sentence and so forth,
the overall sum of what has been taught/learnt is far greater than the meaning behind an individual word or picture, but without meaning behind a singular word/image the sum total would have no significance at all.
how long does it take to read,
fifty pictures flashed in front of your eyes,
in such a short space of time
you surely wont be able to decipher all of what they have to say,
reading seams to me a slow method of attaining knowledge,
looking at pictures is as worthless,
unless you see fifty pictures,
looking at each for fifty minutes,
than buying a book a reading it the next day,
never thinking about what you read twice,
but if you read the same book your whole life,
as many times as you possibly could,
would you obtain more than what that book has to say,
or would nothing occur more than the words on that page at that time,
thinking deeply on the subject matter,
the pronouncement of each word individually,
every two words together,
each sentence and so forth,
the overall sum of what has been taught/learnt is far greater than the meaning behind an individual word or picture, but without meaning behind a singular word/image the sum total would have no significance at all.
Titled not by what the title is but by the motion you make emotion.
I have raked my brain with all the places to date
where i have abstained from showing my face
It's not that I am amazed or do not understand
I am not confused, afraid or am delaying
there is a place for me that has no space
At this spot time is not what it is everywhere els
the hour for departure will be same as arrival
a distances consumed far greater than know
lifes long pursuit have acquired no meaning
the place you go is what will come to you
Directionless I feel at times when feeling is what your heart desire
all the directions will become the one path that leads us to what Is near
when motion and motivation are in tandem we seek not but await
our perils and strife are meager occupational hazards that
when overlooked become some others fate
this moment for me is the moment I be
simply put no other complex words
can describe willfully in context
what I feel way up high a
cerebral cortex fixated on the veins of hope
the arteries of not living beings
are evaporated unto the sky
where when raindrops be fall water us all
tis really own own beings replenishing.
two selections from the Edmonton Buddhist Meditation Group
'The most important question for all Buddhists is how to understand birth and death completely for then, should you be able to find the Buddha within birth and death, they both vanish. All you have to do is realize that birth and death, as such, should not be avoided and they will cease to exist for then, if you can understand that birth and death are Nirvana itself, there is not only no necessity to avoid them but also nothing to search for that is called Nirvana." 1
"The Four Wisdoms, charity, tenderness, benevolence and sympathy, are the means we have of helping others and represent the Bodhisattva's aspirations. Charity is the opposite of covetousness; we make offerings although we ourselves get nothing whatsoever. There is no need to be concerned about how small the gift may be so long as it brings true results for, even if it is only a single phrase or verse of teaching, it may be a seed to bring forth good fruit both now and hereafter. Similarly, the offering of only one coin or blade of grass can cause the arising of good, for the teaching itself is the True Treasure and the True Treasure is the very teaching: we must never desire any reward and we must always share everything we have with others. It is an act of charity to build a ferry or a bridge and all forms of industry are charity if they benefit others.2
;however the industry that exist in northern alberta is hindering us by using 1/5 our fresh water in canada... what are you going to drink in 30 years i wonder, what will you kids drink in 50... fucking hell!!
im making some miso gravy i got from this website, i didn't read the full article, As Thunder Shakes The Universe, but it looks good, the gravy i mean.
'The most important question for all Buddhists is how to understand birth and death completely for then, should you be able to find the Buddha within birth and death, they both vanish. All you have to do is realize that birth and death, as such, should not be avoided and they will cease to exist for then, if you can understand that birth and death are Nirvana itself, there is not only no necessity to avoid them but also nothing to search for that is called Nirvana." 1
"The Four Wisdoms, charity, tenderness, benevolence and sympathy, are the means we have of helping others and represent the Bodhisattva's aspirations. Charity is the opposite of covetousness; we make offerings although we ourselves get nothing whatsoever. There is no need to be concerned about how small the gift may be so long as it brings true results for, even if it is only a single phrase or verse of teaching, it may be a seed to bring forth good fruit both now and hereafter. Similarly, the offering of only one coin or blade of grass can cause the arising of good, for the teaching itself is the True Treasure and the True Treasure is the very teaching: we must never desire any reward and we must always share everything we have with others. It is an act of charity to build a ferry or a bridge and all forms of industry are charity if they benefit others.2
;however the industry that exist in northern alberta is hindering us by using 1/5 our fresh water in canada... what are you going to drink in 30 years i wonder, what will you kids drink in 50... fucking hell!!
im making some miso gravy i got from this website, i didn't read the full article, As Thunder Shakes The Universe, but it looks good, the gravy i mean.
im going to quote a book iv been reading for a while now, i'm getting to a chapter called bioentrainment "... we mentioned the subject of resonance, the process by which energy is exchanged between two otherwise unconnected bodied by means of synchronous vibrations. This principle does not only apply to tuning forks and piano strings or planetary orbits, and solar tides, but it also involves people. if our bodies' internal clocks are even partially driven by external stimuli, which seems likely, then we must respond to variations in such stimuli. Therefore, we might ask, what is going to happen when an external cycle falls into step (phase) with one our natural biorythms?"
with out reading into the next chapter, my answer would be bliss;
if the cycles of pattern are enjoyable, such as that of a kiss.
however if the stimuli is one of greed, discourse and filth,
your life will surely fall into an infinite hell on earth or death.
hmmm... ?
with out reading into the next chapter, my answer would be bliss;
if the cycles of pattern are enjoyable, such as that of a kiss.
however if the stimuli is one of greed, discourse and filth,
your life will surely fall into an infinite hell on earth or death.
hmmm... ?
"writing is really hard" then speaking must be more so
"doing is better than talking" and once it is done, then will time reflect,
space evolves intently, to unfurl the paths at where to start.
Aside, asunder not withstanding is time, in comparison to life forms, all knowing ever being and upholding the frame work of co-ex-ziet-ance. (do you or have you been and seeing that you have done try to do differently) not repeating the action of doing the same way twice in the same place, feel think act. art. have children for they have not had children. give freely for what you have received came unto you by free will; or were you like so many unlucky ones, working to bee-u-tee-full, not just, FULL and not just not needing more, not justice, just twice. so don't do that again because awareness of, selfs reaction; learned growing in-ta-lect free mind, un-prisoned body, heart souls floating beyond mayan gold. As i am not building a concrete space for your drinking ground, my mental state is the ribbon for ever enhanced visions of 'the emerald beyond'.
i started writing because i have some time to kill, iv tried to write on paper and it does not seem to flow as effortless as typing,,, maybe its cause my mind wishes to create pictures or sounds that represent feeling that evoke colours. facebook notes are not really the place i envision vexating my mind, but it will serve untill the coffee shops serve hooka bongs for my ttime consuming pleasure, drinking is just not theright.
PHARMACY is healing diplomacy. A synthasised drug to delegate the discussion of intra-corp-bita-pill and soft drink erosion, from mind numbing facts of sports fleeting enematic sales pitch deliverance. this geo-political specimen is ripe with data-plagues, jaw clenching counterfit droogesk spewing the sniffling coke powder. my regurgitating diplo-mask of pulp couture malingues, spits the scionetic grif of an unknown blasphamy bone-spicer. wht filth exsistes amungs the love... the lungs of godly creatures is not the island in a sea of tar, but the steel of a sun; in which we all despise and would sooner give forth a baby of larva than have them grow up to a province of, what the weak call prosperity.
I will tell myself to put me to sleep, that i am prosperous no matter how little i eat.
My dresser in empty and my room unclean, but i have happiness in the friends that i see.
When the long day is done, if she is going to be there, in my time of need, it is i that should give. if the sole of her shoes, are unable to bear, the load that is next, it will be the last breath.
more time, always more, unless the same hobbies you adore.
see i don't do anything so that i never do the same thing twice...
i think of the moment so the past doesn't haunt me, yet if the moment has nothing than it is scarier than something.
free time is not for shutting off the life cycle, nor for looking for more of the money makings of free time...for time isnt free it cost a great deal and life is not cheap if you live with zest and zeal.
welll i read some of your notes today i hope you find time to read mine,... one day ill learn how to write for my own pleasure not that of free times..
"doing is better than talking" and once it is done, then will time reflect,
space evolves intently, to unfurl the paths at where to start.
Aside, asunder not withstanding is time, in comparison to life forms, all knowing ever being and upholding the frame work of co-ex-ziet-ance. (do you or have you been and seeing that you have done try to do differently) not repeating the action of doing the same way twice in the same place, feel think act. art. have children for they have not had children. give freely for what you have received came unto you by free will; or were you like so many unlucky ones, working to bee-u-tee-full, not just, FULL and not just not needing more, not justice, just twice. so don't do that again because awareness of, selfs reaction; learned growing in-ta-lect free mind, un-prisoned body, heart souls floating beyond mayan gold. As i am not building a concrete space for your drinking ground, my mental state is the ribbon for ever enhanced visions of 'the emerald beyond'.
i started writing because i have some time to kill, iv tried to write on paper and it does not seem to flow as effortless as typing,,, maybe its cause my mind wishes to create pictures or sounds that represent feeling that evoke colours. facebook notes are not really the place i envision vexating my mind, but it will serve untill the coffee shops serve hooka bongs for my ttime consuming pleasure, drinking is just not theright.
PHARMACY is healing diplomacy. A synthasised drug to delegate the discussion of intra-corp-bita-pill and soft drink erosion, from mind numbing facts of sports fleeting enematic sales pitch deliverance. this geo-political specimen is ripe with data-plagues, jaw clenching counterfit droogesk spewing the sniffling coke powder. my regurgitating diplo-mask of pulp couture malingues, spits the scionetic grif of an unknown blasphamy bone-spicer. wht filth exsistes amungs the love... the lungs of godly creatures is not the island in a sea of tar, but the steel of a sun; in which we all despise and would sooner give forth a baby of larva than have them grow up to a province of, what the weak call prosperity.
I will tell myself to put me to sleep, that i am prosperous no matter how little i eat.
My dresser in empty and my room unclean, but i have happiness in the friends that i see.
When the long day is done, if she is going to be there, in my time of need, it is i that should give. if the sole of her shoes, are unable to bear, the load that is next, it will be the last breath.
more time, always more, unless the same hobbies you adore.
see i don't do anything so that i never do the same thing twice...
i think of the moment so the past doesn't haunt me, yet if the moment has nothing than it is scarier than something.
free time is not for shutting off the life cycle, nor for looking for more of the money makings of free time...for time isnt free it cost a great deal and life is not cheap if you live with zest and zeal.
welll i read some of your notes today i hope you find time to read mine,... one day ill learn how to write for my own pleasure not that of free times..
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