Singularity

Is this what the Mayan’s meant?

A.I.? The end of history?  2017

is only five years late. Are we, as

humans, starting to disappear?

Worming our way through life,

current of karma, wisdom like a

tiny internal sun teasing us 

towards the light.

Machines will become smarter 

than humans, but, will they be 

as wise or as crazy or as creative? 

What is self awareness?

What is the “soul”?

The Big Bang was the beginning

of consciousness but not wisdom…

…wisdom, which is diamond clarity

luminous feast

off-the-rack goodness…

never began, will never end…

the singularity…boldly magnificent 

simplicity.

To Be Or Not To Be

Life is a trip I don’t want to take again.

Who would want to start over? Forget

heaven, hell, blank nothingness…any

Idea of what comes next…you come

back, it’s as simple as that…and the 

proof is that you’re here, now, with

specific attributes unique to you that

appeared when you were very young,

showing karma manifesting through the

genes.

Whatever actions you take in this life

echo down the aeons and get louder.

If you cause harm to others, if you’re

greedy and selfish, those actions will be

mirrored back eventually in future lives,

whether one is reborn as human or in

some other realm.

As the plumber says, pay me now or 

pay me later...

...or, as the Buddhist says, if you want to 
see the future, look at the present...if you
want to see the past, look at the present.

So, it would be best to forget about the 

whole thing, and rest in non-existence, 

which is not nothingness, but rather mind

where complexities such as organic 

existence don’t arise…

…but that takes some training.

Ecstacy

gateway boulevard vastness

of one moment’s just being there

“Did you see that!?” too late…

death by snake bite, if it was

a snake…

now is always right on time…

it takes adequate courage not to

waver from what’s in front of you

chromatic flirtation sudden delight

acute giant brilliant perspective

glimmering glister sans fathead

Yada Yada Yada

“Elvis died when he went into the army.”  John Lennon

Beautiful day, as it will be all winter…

blue sky, lushgreen after rainy season.

There are people that fight for the truth,
and those that fight against it….not much

more to say about that, really…

“No child actor was raped during the 

making of this movie.”

spread-eagle window dressing

walking coma

precognitive dissonance

Self doubt happens when ego experiences 

uncertainty of existence…life is not academic.

honeysuckle suicide sounds good

cideshow ballistic dreamland

don’t forget to feed the cat…

Sky Poem

music wafts in air invisible

dancing flowing unthinking

heart expands into space

boundaries fade to perception

wisdom shows as phenomena

questions disappear...

in the middle of things is where

we always begin, which proves

eternity...endless bookends to

this brief encounter we feel 

is such a big deal...

we are in space, pervaded by 

space, little more than space

with an attitude...

Our mother? The sky. Father?

A case of mistaken identity.

Poem For eecummings

“Here is a rubbish of human rind

with a photograph clutched 

in the half of a hand

and the word ‘love’ underlined.”

Bulging soul on street corner…

proud hush

powerless raw island

brutish goofball crackdown

earthborn arbitrary mystery

decadent republic

random mob

blended bland

sadness, eternity, heartbeat

hallucination.

“Here is a dog of no known kind

with one white eye and one black eye

and the eyes of its eyes

are as lost as you’ll find.” 

Blade Runner

A coke machine releases a stick of dynamite…

aquamarine gushing sex computation imaginary 

godless…

hideous mystery blender abandoned junkyard…

hyaenas blaze absently in noon sun meat dream….

elephants take a large powder…

ambient grid cortex amazingly plays vampire.

A wolf bursts into flame…

alienated awakening herd doubtless insane…

too late for anything but patient nuclear unliving…

a bellyful of hoodwink doom.

How am I doing so far…

pesky atrocities continue to bumble…

flaming hearse almighty…

don’t I have anything nicer to say…