Cheer Up

 

Might as well do it yourself.

Sure, you can watch comedians,

but sometimes you have to turn

the T.V. off.

Isn't that funny?

 

My teacher slapped me in the face

and said: ¨Cheer up!¨

Everybody laughed at me, but I was

never depressed again.

Isn't that funny?

 

If one looks one can see the humor

in things…you just have to change

your outlook

from Sad Sack to Slapstick.

 

Many great Jewish comedians saw

humor in their suffering.

 

Job:  ¨What, again???

Thank you, Sir, may I have some more

please, Sir?¨

Only Human

 

 

Every human is an alternate universe

                                              floating in space

too much to ignore

too unfathomable to understand

 

a thin storyline stretched over

a frame of reference,

                                     like,

a billboard advertisement

veiling the vastness

                                   but always

the nagging feeling there´s

                                   something more.

Reflection #1

 

 

I don´t know what else I could have done

except, put succinctly, find the path and

follow it as best as could be done.

 

I did some good…made some mistakes

like everyone.

 

I (almost) always trusted my intuition,

which was always correct,

though I never knew it would be.

 

Now that there´s enough life

to look back on,

I begin to see the synergy, that life

is greater than the sum of the moments

we remember.

 

The quantum secret is 

the same sun that plants rise to

inspires us towards innate wisdom

Classless Clown

 

 

Call me an idiot, but,

I´m having fun with myself…

giggling like an adolescent

at all the silly, human things

I see in the people walking by.

They can´t help being themselves,

even if they´re hiding in plain sight.

 

I laugh at myself too because I´m

a big part of the show:

the foil…

the glitch in the Matrix…

a funny monkey wrench in the works…

almost, at times, The Fool.

Precarious Paradise

 

Life is beautiful…

time is short…

circumstances are uncertain.

 

If you lived during the Renaissance,

when you could expect to live to be

thirty five, you´d be saying

¨Carpe Diem¨ all over the place.

 

I see my life arc clearly, and the

momentum, and the direction,

fruition of karma, of effort, of not

giving up,

to this point of square one,

the point of return,

the ¨rock and bone

shop of the heart¨. (Yeats)

 

Standing on the edge of the vast

whatever, enjoying the perfume

of a gardenia.

Orange

 

 

Sally forth into the morning glow

before you remember

what you think you know.

While night rain still drips from

lushy green,

to the market,

still sleepy.

Curtain rises

as the light comes up

and the play begins again.

From Sensei Jack Convery:

Sally forth into the morning glow

    like fading into emptiness.

Sights lushy and green.

Sounds of rain drops.

 Like here in this mountain dojo.

Chop wood.

Carry water.

......and the play of Now-ness begins again,

about five minutes later.

The Future Is Happening Now

 

There have been multiple vaccination

attempts on my life.

This is one Eloi who is not going to run

to the doctors when the siren goes off.

Forget about prophets, all you had to

do was read Wells and Orwell and Huxley

to see the present state of America.

Or, go back to the Vedas, the sutras,

the Bible, where they all predicted

this time. And don´t forget, time, as

we´ve known it, reached it´s finale

in 2012. A shock like that takes a while

to register. ¨You do not yet realize and

cannot understand (what is happening).

But the time will come when you will

understand.¨. G.I. Gurdjieff. 1916

Slip Knot

 

 

The knot does not exist

without the rope.

 

The T.V. is a lifeless corpse

without the signal.

 

She is not a Lady a hundred

yards from her carriage.

 

Ascribing concrete reality

to ephemeral phenomenon

loses its grip.

 

If life wasn´t constantly changing

nothing would ever have happened.

 

There is nothing new under the sun.

Climax

  

We all desire

closure

in one way or another…

trying to get

somewhere,

something,

getting lost in the getting,

in the end, always a climax.

 

Enjoy the final act,

the final scene,

the final line;

¨Well, that happens to some people.¨

 

At the end,

whether you feel fulfilled or empty,

you were in the same movie.

Something Different?

 

 

We tend to notice things in our

environment that are unusual or

unexpected. We look at the car

crash as we drive by…maybe we

even slow down.

 

Sitting like a car crash in clown

costume on the sidewalk, I get

noticed.

 

Reactions vary…some take it

personally, like, in some way,

it´s for them, (which it is, in a

way), but, simply, I love color

and looking like a

planned accident.

 

I see them when they look at me,

their eyes, smiles, frowns, tell me

who they are better than any

resume or reality T.V.. I play my

small role like Polonius, waiting

behind the arras for the play to arise.

Like Naropa, I fancy myself an 

outcast, eating fish gut lattes by the

river, waiting for someone to pass by

I can slap awake…at least,

I get some unexpected smiles.

Go Go Go

 

 

I got places to go,

people to see,

things to do,

there´s no ¨stop¨

in me.

 

 I can´t see the future

but I know it´s there,

somewhere;

otherwise

what am I doing this for?

 

I don´t have time

to smell the roses.

What did they ever

do for me? Gotta keep

busy, got to get situated,

no time to say hello, goodbye…

¨the early bird catches the worm¨

and all the other cliches from hell

are plastered on my wall.