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Published: August 3rd 2013
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i always ad the title to the blog last. why? because
because i don't necessarily know what i am going to write until i write it.
that is what i do; i just write and see what comes up
often i do the same with speech
i just talk and see what comes up
may i be skillful at doing this
i am skillful at this
is that conceit?
there is always more learning to do
and so this i know
so then it is
then is is
ladee dah dah
i do put thought into it
not just free writing
i reread what i have wrote
that is the beauty of writing
you can see your thoughts written out
cool, huh?
is writing really your thoughts?
it is a kind of thought pattern i suppose
and what thought pattern is that?
it is a stream that joins with the web of potential readers
a thought stream
how lovely is that?
where are you in the stream?
are you wading
floating
sinking
riding
downstream
upstream
in a boat
swimming
riding a turtle
inside a whale
(must be a deep stream)
or are you in a freshwater whale
(is there such a thing?)
a freshwater, smallish whale
living in a cush apartment
riding it all out?
all you have is your books and what comes in the whales belly
where are you at in the mind stream?
hmm
let it all come out
grateful for my aunt
who consoles me
grateful for her dog
Sarah Pearl who has come and gone
grateful for sarah who ...
grateful for sarah in the reddish dress who has come and gone playing her voice like she plays it
beautiful in the red dress
and the nice conversation
holding on to that...
CD
Paper Birds they call themselves from Denver
may they inspire the world with their three or four part harmony
a family band of sorts
Walt is there too
a continuing roommate
and Liam
who is new but old
an old/new friend
get my meaning?
a house of three
three is a powerful number
a trinity
meaning action
meaning catalyst
a tri
a try
stronger than a try
stability
action to learn shakespeare
to be or.
to be.
be
acting
this is what liam likes
is excited about
why does this matter
because our personal lives reflect the creation of universes
create universes
how so?
because what we do creates ripples
and you can be affected more or less
depending on how much you consciously take in, absorb
how much you hold on to or let go
but you know or feel
the effect now that we are awakened
you feel it at some level
and you eyes see me
and you know
it, life, has awakened
from a long sleep
awaken
to the deep murming
of the stream of life
ever moving
still
everchanging
same
ever love
is
ever
forever
forevermore
qouthe the raven
as it squawks and flies away across the Arabian night
the irish night
in rain
in sunshine
in crap
in this and that
and the book
that speaks
All is One
unoriginal
what does it mean
i you me who?
all in stillness
and movement
make sense?
moving going nowhere
where?
there
somwhere
here now
how
faster slower
be the change you want to see in the world
but not push for change
and accept it as it is
accept the way people are, seeing the beauty and wakefulness that is already there
God bless
karl bless
😊
walt bless
granma bless
mom john eric meagan tiffany all of these and more
bless
i have gone on
spoken too long
gone on
take out the I
and what do you have
just a series of words written from nobody in particular
just fingers moving
fingers without a head
as the picture of art showed
in the bar close to future home
on the couch
sitting waiting
wondering
when
to begin
impossible
it has begun
for so long
it has begun
a beginningless time
all intwined
mechanically
superficially
spiritually
materially
thoughtfully
majestically
beautifully
philosophically
ideally
really?
realistically
what is a good writer?
written in such a way that captures the audience
writteni nsuch a thoughtful way
that you cannot pull your eyes from it
you cannot pull your eyes
so you keep them where they are
you hold them
in you sockets
movinh across thepage
taking in
those beautiful words
following a story
or taking in
information
all is information
written to inform
and perhaps inspire
why is it written?
for whom is it written?
me
and you
why is it written?
it is written...
to soothe
partake
in the world of us all
because we are tapped in to something
we know not
tapped into some thing
we cannot speak
put our fingers on
yet
it is there
the edge of a world and stepping out into the darkness
off the ledge and falling and knowing it is alright
karl in love
"Father," she says "though in me you behold
The injury of many a blasting hour,
Let it not tell your judgement I am old:
Not age, but sorrow over me hath power.
I might as yet have been a spreading flower,
Fresh to myself, if I had self-applied
Love to myself, and to no love beside.
from a lover's complaints
http://www.william-shakespeare.info/william-shakespeare-poem-the-lovers-complaint.htm
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The Thousand Nights and a Night</td></tr><tr><td height="14"> </td></tr></tbody></table>
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"...But when it was midnight Shahrázád awoke and signalled to her sister Dunyázád who sat up and said, "Allah upon thee, O my sister, recite to us some new story, delightsome and delectable wherewith to while away the waking hours of our latter night." "With joy and goodly gree," answered Shahrázád, "if this pious and auspicious King permit me." "Tell on," quoth the King who chanced to be sleepless and restless and therefore was pleased with the prospect of hearing her story."</td></tr></tbody></table>
http://www.wollamshram.ca/1001/index.htm
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