Posts from — December 2008

can you measure time?

the time in every moment of your world?

black bamboo on distant shores wove gossamer

in the mind of Hipparchus of Rhodes

as he was inspired

by the genius

of trignometry

existing,

prescient

in the old religion

of the world

the politics of change

are not to be found in politics

as they are

but in the politic of exchange

between the soul and the world

of every man,woman and child

there is a politic in everything

if you know how to look

if you understand the legacy of Aristotle

so you understand the process of politics

Solitude hangs in the waves

between the inward breath

and the outward breath

in the pause

and fusion

of consciousness

released

where

mind and matter

form

after the universe was formed

all matter exploded releasing

the seeds of consciousness

evolving made all things

and so it is with you

A wise man went on holiday after getting too

wind blown on top of his mountain

and went into a Ripley’s Believe It or Not outlet

and he wandered through all the attractions

he came back to the start again and added a few of his own,

with neat handwriting on small cards

one card read

‘People are attracted to panic and confusion-believe it or not’

and another said

‘ Everything comes back to us-believe it or not’

another placed on a shelf read

‘Who is it that is reading this card,maybe, it’s not who you think it is-believe it or not’

and he placed a few more around, the last one he placed near a vending machine

and it said,

‘You are not what you buy-believe it not’

and walked off to see a museum of natural history

where he thought a few more cards might be in order

did he have the right to do that, to place all those cards

around the attractions?

People often believe that their opinions are facts-believe it or not

and that nearly everything we are taught or believe

about ourselves,others and everything else

is just an opinion-believe it or not

very few things are facts

the world in which you live is an opinion

believe it-or not

The universe waits for you to make things happen

that’s what some believe

others say you must make things happen and there is not force other than your will

others say the universe will work in harmony with your intention

that faith is all you need

that faith is a delusion

all these are right and all of these are wrong

there is one path:

it all comes back to you

you are the heartbeat of the Sun and Moon

the sway of galatic tides

the seagull on the pier

the tears of  distress and the anger of pride

you are the wisdom and wanton way

the guide to heaven and  street sweeper of hell

it all comes back to you

Softly in the rush of the throng

in the timpani of the desperate ones

in the crossing of crowds on corners

in the rumours of meaning

there is a seed

planted

deep in the concrete

of sidewalk and soul

waiting

People

search for meaning

in between

the upheavals and highpoints

of their lives

not often seeing

that the valleys and the mountains

are opportunities for self-growth

each of us are wiser than we know

and hold innocence within us

blessed and holy

Mankind’s greatest weapon

its weapon

of mass destruction

is the tongue

the one within our mouths

a link between thought and action

that wagging sword

that can wound a life or many forever

cause actions and impulse to be the order of the day

what do you do with yours?

there’s a strong wind coming

there’s a strong wind coming

a perfect storm

which way it will blow

can not be predicted

there’ s a strong wind coming

no sanctuary

the strong wind that’s coming

this perfect storm

is the storm that comes from within

in well manicured gardens

tornado alley will explode

in the late night bars

icy depressions will move northwards

bringing sleet and slippery situations

the more the call for order in the outer

the greater the storm

if you seek wisdom

look to the global warming inside your head

to the pollution in your heart

to the unsung courage in your being

to your capacity for solitude and love

and the simplicity of contentment with what you have

as the place to move on from

This is the coming season

where faith and reason collide

where lonely hearts spill out on to the streets and howl

where crucifixtion kits are sold in every home improvement store

and in the form of something that you really need

in the quietness of gaps that emerge due to crowds

a miracle of rebirth dwells

a season to be jolly

not in things or trinkets

or bright lights or ginger biscuits

but in

the gaps that emerge due to crowds

spatial awakening

look and see

if you want a miracle

be the one you are