Elaborate Koan

Sorry, friends,

Seems like I've been here before

writing a poem

saying goodbye

it's seeing my life

of a piece like a tapestry

one has to take it all in

to get the picture.

Good...though much of it

felt bad...that I think was

part of the training I went through.

Give up all useless projects,

make a living,

meditate,

find out what's real,

would you?

Please?

I won't be around forever

for you to ignore.

Not that I'm the bee's knees,

but your cluelessness means

you can even learn from me.

You can learn from a chicken

crossing the road...why did it?

That's what I mean, Honey.

So lost, like a harp seal pup

on ice, waiting for the cute club.

Sorry to be so blunt...but when,

if ever, did your machinations

amount to a hill of beans?

I love you. It's hard to love you

all at once....even hard one at a time...

but I try because you deserve it...

because you made it this far in the maze...

because you are human...whatever that is.

I cut this off like taffy extruding from whatever

orifice you imagine...just remember this:

It's better to sit with your face looking at

a blank wall than to ever paint it.

When you rediscover you natural mind

there will be plenty of time

to rediscover color.

To Bill Knott

Your fabulous blatherings decode my own deepest tendencies

I have only yet become.

Thank you for being so obscure brilliant dazzling image guy

WHY Knott?

Reading you makes me come out

in mine own odd cure of daze...

You are better than me.

As my five year old

looked at me and said:

_"I'm better than you."

Somebody Started to Talk and I Lost Interest

Somebody started to talk and I lost interest....

from the group of friends that were together having fun, to

a larger group, where somebody was in charge and started

to talk and I lost interest.  That's how it happened as I tear 

my hair out....do you mind that I lost interest?

Someone said to me "do you have a chair?" meaning will

you please sit down...and I had a chair a  few blocks away, 

so I went there and sat down......I had already lost interest

so I went home and sat down.

I would like to make it pleasanter than that...

I would like to make it more helpful to you than that....

...but I can't....I just lost interest.

Samples

Grateful Dead, clouds, rain, a few rocket bombs and a pair of birds under the Great Afro Tree

that shelters us and provides a fun place to be....the birds are a couple, the male brightly

redded with plumage, the female a bit more discrete...now the male is sitting in a chair...err, on a chair, the high back of  a green plastic chair....one I haven't broken by sitting in yet. They must  have a nest in G.A.T. somewhere....plenty of tree to hide out in. The view isn't the same as at

"El Mirador", but I still have mountains in front of me...better than a you-know-what...

...reflection of a black bird in glass coffeetabletop....ok...no reason to panic....that's not the sign

I was looking for....not the right "da"....no...the right "da" is all around me....I live in the middle 

of a message...the message is,  I'm here...this place and time...it looks like this...so what?

You do too. It's just another one lifted and dropped upon your plate...no reason to panic...Thank God It's Fillintheblank....reflection in an eye so open out into the inside of outer space,

so that when you make that contact, you are changed forever into a non-centralized entity,

...a N.C.E. as we calls it in the Core.....the Evolutionary Twelve Step Program Condensed into

a Quick Two Step Dance.....A Kansas City Shuffle.....A New York Hustle....

...reflection in smoky glass....more light...clouds puffy... shady... 

...another day...after a series of events....a crazy time in the neighborhood...why do people make things complicated?  ...nothing better to do I guess....it's harder to evolve when there are

too many concerns about nonsense...

We're getting too much furniture delivered today....some we need...some we have no

room for.....irresisitible force meets immovable bed/landlady.

Fun.

The trees don't care, the flowers don't mind, the squirrels don' t give a shit.

Garden Varieties

Around my house here are four spots where one can sit in an outside area: a balcony, a porch,

under a gigantic tree, an outdoor courtyard space inside the house. Much if not most of life here in Tepoztlan is lived outside...in the gardens, in the streets, in the alleys, on the roofs....and there is always vegetation...and it always is beautiful.

I've been invited into this space...in spite of the local deities.....it's a good deal...even Steven....

as the horrible schlupping sound recedes into yesterday's newspapers....

......"Oh, nothing, Dad....I'll be right down!"........

...but the silence of this particular night protects me and allows me the freedom to be

this kind of idiot........

....the restaurants...Pascal's of the lovely Carmelina and their daughter to remain nameless...

and all the sentientities enriching space infinitely. 

"Why not?  My name ain't....

(think of three words)

forever......."  

"Change Happens Through Love"

Change happens many ways.

When someone is heading towards

the edge of a cliff, love is

knocking them down.

Love happens many ways.

Words are somewhat useless,

cannot describe what is. 

Clear seeing and right action

are beyond words.

Change happens by itself

Spiritual Bureaucracy

Politics and religion replace the true

spirit of the teachings. Empty words

and mind twisted logic make a mockery

of the dharma...control replaces respect

and right attitude. The so called Buddhists

form "The Club" and circle the wagons in

arrogant self righteousness...just like all

the other cults. If you tell a lie many times,

some will believe you.