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Friday, 27 March 2015

Haiku

Impermanence NOW!
lost and Found without a Sound.                                           
Silence aWaits You....

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run rings 'Round Circles.
Diametric Opposites.
climbing to Fall Down.

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Leaves fall like No Thought.
A rising Kaleidoscope.
The Cycle’s Constant.

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She Flows through the Clouds.
Whistles among the Spring, Leaves.
the Wind Cries Sighing.

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Suns' Rays hit the sand.
We cooled our feet in Water,
with transcient Air.



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empty silence with you

.

I know

absolutely nothing.

somehow between us
                                                         memories.


You and I both know absolutely nothing.


Ripped sea riding.
Seemingly life pretending to die

in each other.

Rediscover the mirror.



Thinking  can't explain anything.

So tired of explaining.

(zzzzZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz..)


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Gibberissshh.

somehow

some

 one

suddenly

trees

breathe

me

somewhere 

dreaming

said

you’re

ready

pre

born

memories

while

smiling

clouds

crowd

destiny

grey

slay

ego

scene

ending

terror

bites

you

me

us

trust

never

ever

pillow

dust

gone

bang

when








Automatic Writing 2.

out your window glimpses seeming dreaming meaning breathe 'til next memories relapse collapsing nature calls falls emptiness quest sneezed dimensions over reaching mined mind nevermind time waves greetings relate like eclipsing every nothingness extrapolations sedate automatism scisms divisions oneness us we smiling while all synchronised no time circles spiral cries benevolence!



Automatic Writing

feisty hearts beat passion sense spent bent twisted circle knotted symbiosis gnosis prognosis cured dis-ease please mannerisms spasms nervous system automatism gone next disorderly order pizza bread dead still night crying dreams scene webs bleeding nothing seems went out of space displaced traces maze spanning no time

Kingston, 2013/2014

There's somewhere I go to escape my thoughts to think. (The doorway in the laundry room,)and smoke two thirds of a cigarette to escape the gloom of former lapses trapping me like daisies screaming murder at the lawn mower. Usually crouched like some misdemeanor I mean no hidden guilt arisen, suddenly upstanding my heads hair hits a newly formed spiders web. Why "hello there" Mr. or Miss splendor. I mean you no harm, in fact I attest  to your nature. Excuse me while I empty this bottle upon my spleen and discern you the pleasure that I will not do this again. Upon arrival on the scene (s)he weaves away in nightmarish fantasy wondering, wandering. Sure, your life depends on me remembering whence I came here with respectful intention unknowingly.
So now I feel a new responsibility and connection has allowed itself invention via the universes subtle mention whispering in my ear silently.
I've gained a new friend the spider home maker doorway keeper and blow the smoke well outside. 


We Aren't Monsters Anymore.

Sneak a peek roadside.
See the dead piece of meat.
The smiling family bent again.
We grew together yet blink so out of time.

My tiredness is in your eyes.
Caved in memories like truncheons banging cruel nature.
Time carried us to battleships sinking.
Think we must share laughter before it's too late.

Disaster in knowing the mirror.
Washed up faces trace this body of errors.
The world said test me.
Run away happy and wondrous like kites skiting.
Suddenly winding down that recess of your mind.
Time so slyly slipped on by and left. '
Gasped breath death bespoke you.

Somehow someone smiled somewhere.
Because.
Nothing left to say.
No more trying.
I need you and can't be bothered.

Let it burn.

Fall from the line.
Polyrhythms duo us.
Ashes are what I want.
Slow.
Burned.
Embers of what ought to be gone.














death grip spent

memories like nothing

said silently

times captive audience

lies

within you

release

breathing poison

spread disease

ego

mind set

waiting now reply

why thank you

us

next

blessed atheist

testing

laughter forever after

ha

someone interrupts

trust

like

disasters

bled next friend

because

smoky mirrors

mean not a thing

except

accept





self dedication

the presence of destiny lies
                                                                                                                      if you do
and then you get all confused trying to fathom what you created
                                                                                 yourself.
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13/04/2012 @1:34pm  Lyall Bay, Wellington.

To yourself.

your health stealth dreams escape dissolving ether dust misty rain cleansing the lens another dimension.
Cartwheeling fractals spectres
motions notions
                                               emotions 
intangibilities metaphysicality
plentiful
                                 spent sentimental.
disfracture mending blending confusion fusion illusory
narrative
somatose coma
thought release quota
disowner .

empty's response
dissolving resolve
gloved handcuffs
thrust beneath you
clang association
bang smack
sleep deeply temporary
quit the other
yesteryear realm
so now it makes sense like a defragmented jig-saw puzzle
appreciation nuzzle.

Solving the riddles hidden in plain sight
symbolic mind control gestures articulate magic sedate us racing to oblivion my friends are so depressed and animals are tortured reflections of us and our projections external scary mirrors await via truth minus denial if.

If ain't good enough..
if is future..
if is boring..
if is hopeful and gets us nowhere..
if is striving to nothingness..
if is sleeping deluded in our delusions..
if is surrounding ourselves with irresponsibility   .....
if is a cop out.

Now
now
now now
 now now now now now now is all is action is is is IS
potentials' fruition
NOW is our biggest resource
interconnector
symbiosis
way beyond beyond
amongst the holism of being right amongst
it all vibrates to the
creator consciousness
sparks like shooting stars and breathing trees
bees knees
pollution absorption
fleeting fast redemption
finger snap reverb brain pick up gather lather wash push pull
row dance trance relax mediate meditate create sudden annihilation sedation reaction action calmness trigger disfigure minds shapes each every moment spoke silently through knowing not things never always  change blink infinitesimal fractions equal
oneness eventually
Now
..























(yawn...)

Studio tan.

In doors of your own perception. Your own ownership
mined mind minding your next step decides you.
The power to survive.

Strive towards
next thought
says so.
Shopping cart religion
consumption
my so-called knowledge is full to the brim of,
what's it for?
why's it so important?
who told me what to do, think, behave, and most importantly.. feel?
..Live?
Give, take, give .... yay(!) I'm off to "heaven" then with my heavenly
chosen ones.
Ummmmmm?
Rules detest me, good!
Scroll down to what's called "Hell."
Obey.
I'll say it again,
"Obey."
Not my words, someone elses.
Someone outside my own responsibility.
control of (keyword:) your..
thoughts, actions, feelings, and...
                          consequences of all of the above.
Ahem.
Meanwhile might  as well blame
heathens..
spiritual anarchists..
the holistic universe..
unity..
..or the usual crowd, (anyone who isn't a believer of what we will/are told/will continue to be told ..to believe.)
Ahem #2.

Ahem number three
..I'm off to "Hell" to dance with my friends the non-believers..









Waiting to Haunt You

Waiting to Haunt You.

We don't decide.
It turns it's back.
What's gone is the memory
found
out of love.
There are no escapes.
The Day That Never Began.
Dreams make up for your life.
..and the world turns slow.
People mean.
Nothing.
I left myself because.
Life is so sad.
Life is so sad.

Come home again.
Footsteps down the hall.
Kitchen. Sinking. Drinking.
So gone.
Sleep suddenly solemn
Raincloud.

Quiet sound.

Around I am dust.
Sweep me off my feet.
Sail to me tomorrow.
Here I am waiting to haunt you.
Throw my heart in-two Death my Bride.
Here I am..
     
                     waiting to Haunt You.
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03/06/09
Mt Victoria

Edge Hill.