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A thousand trillion
  ants roam the Earth
Each with a face
  a broom
  a name

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Each blink of an eye
  sees three thousand
  brand new
  freshly minted
Ulf Wolfs

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Still the surface
  of mind’s ocean
and its darkness
  will rise
  into light

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The bright scream
  of the truck
slices the silence
  like a jealous
  chainsaw

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 Ambitious Poet

“The map is not
  the territory,” *
I try and try
  to prove this
  wrong

*Alfred Korzybski

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Auspicious Birthday

Seventy soon—
  Entering the
Raises-no-eyebrows-
  if-you-die zone

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Aware of the breath
  is the moon
Aware of Awareness
  is the sun

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Poems

A poem is
  truly a novel
with acres of
  space
between words

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True equanimity
  is not loveless
It is the stillness
  of Love

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Peace is
  freedom from
Desire
Aversion
Inertia
Worry
Doubt

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The more mind
  unified on the breath
The less mind
  off doing mischief

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The Universe

So many atoms
though quantity
  is not the riddle
isness is

Truly understand
  one single atom
and you have
  understood All

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When I vanished
  myself
I heard God say,
  “And all that work
  for nothing.”

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For once
  the Pacific
  lives up to her name—
a silvery expanse

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A being is
  any one life
  to whom
the law of
  Karma applies

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Probably Admonished

Out walking
  I saw mother
  and child
I waved
  only the child
  waved back

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Sunlight—
  well, that’s just
  the Sun
having the Mother
  of all orgasms

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Far better than
  a desire fulfilled
is no desire
  at all

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Survival employs
  two enforcer goons:
One named Hunger
One named Sex

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Bulletin from the
  Unnecessary
  Information
Department:

“News Flash:
 This year
the 4th of July
will fall on
the 4th of July”

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God hides behind
  an amazingly complex
micro-macro curtain

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Either/Or

Free will
  is like infinity
you cannot have
  a little of it

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While Flora
  lives her lives
  in sun and peace
Fauna is a
  slaughterhouse

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Aware of the Earth
  is earthly
Aware of Aware
  is heavenly

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While kindness
  may ease
  suffering
only the Truth
  can cease
  suffering

Thus, the Truth
  is the kindest
  kindness

And while beauty
  may ease
  suffering
only Truth
  will cease
  suffering

Truth, therefore
  is the purest
  beauty

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A Bad Idea:

Cutting off your legs
  to improve your
  spirit-to-body
ratio

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Either my ears
  are slowing down
or people speak
  faster and faster

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Deep meditation
  is not unlike
reverse-engineering
  karma

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I think all things
  from atom to star
  if truly still
will cease to be

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The words of
  a poem
are but the frame
  the reader
sings
  the painting

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We want, we crave
  we cling, we pray
All this wanting is
  but a disease

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If time is a lie
  (and it is)
then survival
  is a lie
  as well

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Peace is freedom
  from all internal
  and external
lures and daemons

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Truth sang me
  the kindest words:
—Your survival is not
  mandatory

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The highest purpose
  of poetry
  is to say
the unsayable

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Breath-Aware
  sings body and mind
Awareness-Aware
  sings pure spirit

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Mind senses and
  interprets
then translates
  Body-ese to
  Spirit-ese

—and vice versa

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The self is
  nothing more
than an amazing
  composite
  memory

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The spirit
  and the sperm
have this in common
—They wish to
  exit and soar

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The seals
  vying for
  she-hearts
sound like a
  cacophonous
party line

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The more the mind
  attends to the breath
The less it attends
  to mischief

Corollary:

The less the mind
  attends to the breath
The more it attends
  to mischief

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Yesterday, while
  peeing
I just had to
  sneeze
This was not
  a success

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I aim to un-mind mind
  with mind—
a self-devouring
  ego-cide

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The past is nothing
  but a symphony
  of echoes
in the present

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In still water
  thought-fish
  slow then fade
Residue settles
All is peace

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If you can’t say it
  in seventeen
  syllables
It’s not worth saying

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A few quadrillion
  quadrillion Atmans
think themselves to
  be Brahman

But does Brahman
  think itself to be
all these thinking
little Atmans?

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Pleasure and pain
  reside in the brain
transcend it for
  Heavenly peace

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Unfroth your mind
  and let all
thought-sediments settle
  Breathe in
  Breathe out

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Pacifica: California,
Oregon, Washington
  —Secede!

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Geologically
  the Buddha
  spoke to us
just
  a minute ago

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The Chemistry
  between them
is, of course
  by its nature
  Chemical

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My dog’s
  facial reaction to
—No treat right now:
—All right,
    starve me then

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The game
  here on Earth
  is rigged
Why else would
  one being
  kill another

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I saw a spaceship once
  Why isn’t that
  always
foremost in my mind?

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True peace—
  freedom from
  Hunger
  Thirst
  Sex
  Greed
  Hatred
  Flesh
Smartphones
Bad News

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Were all life
  on Earth
to truly let go
  the Earth
  would cease
to exist

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Karma—the most
  amazing
Engineering Feat
  in the Universe

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While Life is said
  to be motion
Stillness cannot
  be said to be
Death

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Religious wars
give God a bad name
God should sue
  for slander

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The spindrifts leap
  and stream like
  happy bride’s veils
teasing the
  sunlit wind

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True Story

When God made
  Life on Earth
Life asked:
  What do we eat?
He said:
  Each other

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When love is
  not about sex
it’s all about
  the loved one’s
happiness

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A congregation
  of pigeons
or a very lively
  music score

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A congregation
  of pigeons
or a very boring
  music score

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(Modern Empathy)

Well, he said
  That’s enough
  about me
Here is what I think
  about you

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At my age
  every step
  a warning
Every step
  one closer
to Death

At my age
  every step
  a promise
Every step
  one closer
to Death

At any age…

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I am sure of this:
  You never love
a what
  You always love
a who

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God crystallized
  fell, shattered
into trillion
  trillion, trillion…
Pieces

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To truly love
  disinterestedly
I have to outgrow
  Ulf the Wolf

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Gravity
  wishes to be One
Expansion
  wishes to be Many

Thus—
  the Universe
breathes in
  breathes out
breathes in
  breathes out
breathes in
  breathes out…

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Once you let go
  of the ego
All that’s left of you
  is compassion

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Barking seals—
  so, so desperate
  for a mate
for they cannot
  masturbate

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The most precious
  gift you can offer
  anyone
is your attention

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Nothing is unknowable
  for God is
  true knowing
and you are God

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New rule:
  I will no longer
  make up all
  these rules
for me to live by

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The sea wasn’t
  quite angry
  this morning
just seriously
  annoyed

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The rising sun
  explodes the
  waves
into sheer, white
  frothy happiness

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The rising sun
  explodes the
  flock of seagulls
into glittering snow

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This Earth is
  nothing but a
  Mammoth
  Experiment
gone very wrong

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Our greatest
  existential
  conundrum—
Getting out of life
  alive

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I certainly did not
  deserve this
Someone must have
  hacked my karma

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Hold sacred this truth:
  The Hater always
suffers more than
  The Hated

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I scaled the ladder
  of language
all the way
  up into
  wordlessness…

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My cat can make
  her cells glow
“Teach me,” I said
“Sure,” she said
and then did

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To me
  ultimately
True happiness
  would be
Evaporation

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Thoughts
  breed thoughts
  breed feelings
  breed thoughts
into a mesh—
confounding
  my view

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A heartfelt happiness:
knowing what is right
then doing what is right

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An amazing word:
  Repetitive
It is precisely
  what it means

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Another cannot
  give you certainty
only You can
  dis-cover

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