Ode to People

Some people never change
The same problems pop up for them over and over again

And I love them
I am them

They trip over themselves
And somehow make it to tomorrow

Like some drunken ballet
They rise and spin again

Their pain builds up
And they find new ways to console

Always looking ahead
They forget about the here and now... and now

If they would only stop their tale spin
To stand still and look, really see

They are beautiful
Beautifully perfect

I want to hug them, kiss them
Noogie, wet willy, punch or pinch

"Snap out of it Brother.. Sister."
"I can't watch your game of tale spin any longer."

"Straighten your sails, your wing flaps."
"There are better sights to see then the end of yourself."

But they cannot hear me
As I could not years ago

But watch them and see Love enter their lives
They straighten out their trajectory

And when they are in control
Watch them do a barrel roll, just to show off

They are the dance within the dance
I love them, I Love them

They go on and on, hoping to know the plan
The plan is what got you in this mess in the first place
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Better to live the plan if there happens to be one
The current does that for us, just let go and set sail

You see, we are the current
For ourselves and each other

Holding on only obstructs and blocks
Let go and fly I tell myself

The wind might crush you, the waters may wear you
But if you hold on for safety, then boredom will whither you
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Aimlessly my brothers and sisters drag on
And I love them, I Love them

Mindreader or (Growing up into the Nothingness)

I once had a fear people could read my mind
That people out there could see all my thoughts unkind

All my doubts, my judgements, my vision.. my fears
I built walls, drew boundaries.. made my perception unclear

"Get out of my head!" (Though no one was there)
"Stop probing my thoughts!" (Though no one really cared)

Stiffening up in fear (Just like a small child)
I incarcerated myself (Though there was no trial)

I had to beware and keep my thoughts safe
"Don't judge me! I'm not the one to blame!"

The game I was playing with myself was all illusion
There was no blame, right or wrong... My conclusion..

You see, anytime you block or resist
You starve yourself of what really IS

And when you've been starving yourself for too long
You get delirious, weak and forget where you belong

I learned to let go - What's the worst that could happen?
I felt LOVE - In every and from all directions

It turns out that people CAN read your thoughts
Thoughts, mind, body and soul.. we can read a lot

But if you know who you are, then it won't matter
Because you are you, no matter how loud the chatter

So now when I catch someone trying to read who I am
I go "Hey Brother! Don't you have your own life... God Damn!"

Kavacast 8

Forgot to post this... Impromptu podcast with the Carroll brothers. Just a nice fireside chat.

Here it is: Kavacast 8

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Why this is a template for poems?
I have no clue

Wing Chun Poetry

HEROES
Heroes only become mythic legend because the storytellers forgot to fly with them.

TANGENTS
Two or three tangents may intersect each other

DREAMER
If we're all one and everything is connected
Every dream is connected to every other
Then we are dreaming together :)

NATURAL COMEDIAN
Getting the punch line is a realization, a returning to center
Center is balance, balance is natural, comedy is natural and not forced

LAST PICK
When choosing teams, remember the pool from which you separated

DOCTOR-PATIENT CONFIDENTIALITY
Why keep sickness a secret?
I want everyone to know my disease,
because when everyone knows... THEN I KNOW

COMFORT ZONE HAIKU
Unknown is scary
Repetition familiar
Fuck it, let me jump

BEAUTIFUL, UGLY... no just bl-IS-s
Pain and joy are of the same (one) experience

PROJECTION
A projection is most pronounced when cast upon a blank screen

SCREAM 4...9098766
Why do people choose to go see scary movies?
Why are scary movies the trend and reoccuring
Romantic comedies are corny... but also recoccuring
It's your choice isn't it?
.. why do people choose to be sad?

A DETACHED OBSERVATION
Values used to be detached observations

Old photo of me in New York with my date for the evening.

LAWS AND POPULATION
Laws limit
Laws try and fix what lawmakers could not solve
Laws keep order
Until we grow up
With each other
And the false lines
Dissolve

Holi

This past weekend I played Holi. I'm not Indian but it's an awesome anyways.

Here's a great shot I stole off facebook.

I didn't know what it was until the morning of, here's a link to wiki
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holi


I also celebrated with my friend Saurabh on his surprise birthday party the night before with some great people.. The marathon of Aries birthdays continue.

The Poet

He wanders why?

He looks for truth why?

He expresses why?

Finding bits of truth he calls beauty

A glimpse here, and a glimpse there

He writes it down, it keeps him going

He hums while he walks

He lives when he talks

He becomes the clock

He's not alone, brothers and sisters

Jugglers, painters and musicians

Detached from the worries, they allow for being

The truth, the panoramic, he looks for it

He looks out to the sun, and into the spirit

When he lets go, IT... Is... right now

One with everything, he sees the false being within

He looks, not with fear, not with disgust, simply looks

Twinkle in his eye, he says "OH.."

The glimpses become vision

Beauty reveals itself

The poet becomes the mystic

He wanders why? Because

He looks for truth why? He

He expresses why? Can... Is