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Being. Timelessness. The naturalness of being on and of the Earth: communing with animals and humans while being integral with the nature of we. Perceiving humanity and the All at frequencies of all different scales. I write and collaborate with others in the confluence of these. Thanks for contemplating and communing with me or just tuning in for the moment. Blessings from the vast realms of northern New Mexico.

Moisture Burns Off

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A heaviness on waking

burns off like dew

moisture of the morning

dream trails left by some

unsuspecting wish to be

or to love or have love

only forgetting no possession

brings such things

no accomplishment

weighs in as favor

making any wish true

 

There is something here

at work       abiding

more brilliant even

than the sun

for it shines always

and looking beyond

the eyes yes yes yes

yeses reveal what is

eyes possibly of heart

beyond breath even

You are what is

 

Neither moist nor arid

distressed or elated

lost or remembered

virtuous or awry

engaged or foot-dragging

each and all of these

burn off in the sun

of their own making

like the dew

of this morning

a morning of night

 

What is

has

no

equal

force

= or ≠

cannot

be measured

and left

whole

simultaneously

 

Instead unfold within

ourselves resplendent

beyond the fascination

with things that break

only to be

rebuilt oncemore

trimming satisfaction

from something

that can only

be diminished

by its very nature

 

 

 

 

 

 

Everything and Empty

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Empty like many things

cannot be named

empty is a verb

but doesn’t happen

empty’s not a doing

empty is what we

consist of more

than anything else

life living itself

We seem to have

a universe empty

empty full empty

Is light empty?

Is house empty?

All things are full

of themselves

even Space is

full of itself

Is this because

they are also

Empty?

Housing themselves?

Do we call something

Empty when we

cannot otherwise

perceive its thus-ness?

Perception itself

is empty / capacity

to receive

As I touch in

em

pt

yi

ng

≠

when

how

with what

where

does

some

thing

be

come

emp

ty

?

Turn(Around and)Around

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Stuck in(one)place once

now every place and no

place is belonging to me

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World between worlds

where do you(two)dwell?

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Sands of the ocean

at my back sky above

what is what seems(three)seeming

space and solid(and me)

changing places

resting now in sky

what is what now

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(Four)Everything that moves

is Spirit Incarnate

we know–con-science–we are not solid

not even attached but

rooted somehow else

•

Things we make/take are part

of us and yet we(five)are entire

free naked whole without

any of these creature objects

or with, the same

•

(Six)th sense

I rest

(Here)

[ ] loose

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I invite you to visit this poem as published on IMUNURI another blog I write poems with others through weekly prompts. This particular poem does not easily translate onto this site, as its ‘writing’ was also a process of cutting away, which you will see when you visit IMUNURI.

http://imunuri.blogspot.com/2012/05/loose.html

ho me o st as is perfect i on

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the times turning in toward their tides

tracking invisibly torusing

trail? follow? coursing?

all this

work of pineal

gray matter

•

all systems changing let it

arise as is

perfect i on

seeding this silver lined

cloud

•

mechanism? birth? knowing?

somanypeopletellingotherpeoplewhattodowhatnottodo

is this breathing

is this dying

and within?

whereforeartthou        we pray forgetting

what is it?

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sympathetic parasympathetic

(we cannot digest

if we cannot

rest)

up regulate

preparing down

regulate flight

syn

aptic

trans

miss

ion

neuro transmitting

oeuvre 4 ~ (my)other

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the work the work the work

finally climbing climbing

however fall and free

fanciful fine underneath

fallowing now can not

flow which between

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underneath it spends en

capsulating for tune

wroth and blow beater

bar brushandbrush

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under over over upon

sweeping past the hollyhocks

cast elate Queen source house

daisy tulip tip tap top

trim and heap swallow

•

cannot the cry sound clear

mixing colors meant to be(never

feeding fancy)full plates

remain(ing) stand

•

this was requested

request ahead before

after through and to

(an)other ǝɹʌnǝo

ɯıʍs oʇ ƃuıoƃ sɐʍ

only now to sing

Iota

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thought presupposes thought

first last before after ahead behind

inner outer within without interior exterior

outer inner without within exterior interior

last first after before behind ahead

you are thinking are you

are you thinking you are

•

listen as a sound emerges

and then drops away

•

where is the start

where is the end

•

what precedes the imperceptible

where does anything go

as it ceases to be visible

•

this is the appetizer

hors d’oeuvre

for the work

ahead

time swallowed whole

•

time |tīm|
noun
1 the indefinite continued progress of existence and events in the past, present, and future regarded as a whole

living knowing

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I see/foresee a medium in which some words are placed or written statically

while other words visibly rotate within their polarity

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for/against

against/for

for/against

against/for

for/against

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It would be a living knowing

medium

•

intelligent host

•

uplifting

the essence of

breath

•

in/out

out/in

in/out

•

such that seamless

singularity

smoothness

emanation

•

leaves

no

trace

•

and

speaks

nonetheless

•

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Words Behind WORDS

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There  is   a  place   behind  the

words  that   emerges,     where

being           just is.        Perhaps

the        Void       but  even   that

W O R D                    is   only   a     

M A R K E R    appearing now

on this P A G E.  What is being

touched,  evoked         with  and

through the V E H I C L E of a

word? I find the   ‘best’    poetry

or expression  comes when  the

words    drop out   of  being  the

subject, avoid drawing attention

to               themselves,             are

e   m   p   t    y      pure     vessels

containing         expression   that

lives   and            breathes  in   or

from an    other realm.     Words-

and-telling       or       words-and-

saying live       somewhere        in

these    cells    in this awareness.