Finding only Tao

the pond becomes clear

in stillness inside

The first line is 5 syllable's
The second line is 7
The third is 5
Otherwise it ain't Hiku

If not sure you can check a word in the dictionary

NOooo? ... that don't work???

that's 8,7,4 and an extra line with 7, so silly ; )

first line is five beats
second line is seven beats
third line five. Hiku?

could be wrong.

Whops, forgot should pick up last line!

>Finding only Tao
>the pond becomes clear
>in stillness inside


In stillness inside
with any question you wish
just settle and sit


Thanks Myth!

You mean Haiku?

I prefer Haiku-ish.

I do Haiku-ish
It can rhyme- if I wish-ish
Don't like it? Go fish

Don't like it, Go fish!
in the creek that's mountain fed.
under deep blue skies!





edited because ~ I Can't spell

Under deep blue skies
the sounds of Stones' Paint It Black
materialize

Mater realize
I cannot spell reborn like
a tender babe

a tender baby
open now to all that is.
How bright the stars shine!

How bright the stars are

Does fame build Intelligence?

Don't believe your press!

Don't believe Your press!?!
Fix Those feet ... and now roll back !
Into single whip.

Into single whip
Movement ends, body stands firm
Spring rain falls, roots sprout

Spring rain falls, roots sprout
Leathery leaves open wide
to play in the wind

To play in the wind
Sailors sniff the breeze for land
Lubbers fly their kites

Lubbers fly their kites
While they picnic by the shore
Wet feet happy smiles

Wet feet happy smiles
Joy found jumping in puddles
Rainbow coloured sky

Rainbow colored sky!

It was sky blue this morning...

Did I drop some acid?

Did i drop some acid?
Is that why your Glowing! WOW.
Living lights in Blue!

Living lights in blue
Miles Davis kinda blue
Like Muddy Waters

Like muddy waters
Is the mind that grasps at gain
Golden Body craze

Golden body craze
Solved by this my silver mind
A hoard of nothing

A hoard of nothing
BuffaLow buff a high ho
Where did Santa go?

Where did Santa go?
How to transport tons of toys
Without a worm-hole...

Without a worm-whole
this apple is less than fine!
Look! The other half.

Look! The other half
Yin and Yang in unity
The universe rests

The universe rests
While red and white dragons spin
What a paradox

What a paradox

Why not ducks without borders?

Diagnose this... quack!

Yeah I recycle my crap up through my head -- so I have to constantly spray anti-septic into my head. I'm not joking. Civilization IS crap --- the food, the thinking, etc. So I just shoot it back out -- recycle it. Free energy haiku.

Diagnose this, quack!
My ancestors haunt my dreams,
luminous, laughing.

Yeah I recycle
my crap up through my head -- so
I have to constantly

spray anti-septic
into my head. I'm not jok
ing. Civilization IS

Haiku is about discipline -- just like good DNA. If you think civilization is crap, an opinion I share, then the only thing we have to counteract its effects is a discipline of our own. Free energy is rampant in a bottle of chlorinated water, in a violent movie, in malathion, in Round-up, in VLF electromagnetic pollution... civilization dumps random disorganized energy at you with every breath it offers. It's disciplined energy that's hard to get to. The kind that is found in, e.g., water that is water and that's all it is, no more, no less, not free-style water with whatever random pollutants by the thousand.

Haiku, or anything else that is not 'anything goes,' the habit itself of declining the 'anything goes' offerings ("no thanks, dear doctor, teacher, preacher, general, politician, corporation, institution, I'll keep YOUR substance outta MY form, thank you"), is the only thing we have to fall back on. I love Homer Simpson and his free-energy ways, but when his head was examined in order to find out what he's thinking about, a cow playing a ukulele was revealed. Not that you remind me of him or anything...

Go for it. Look there's two choices:

1) civilization

2) Gurdjieff.

I'm not saying that Beezlebub's Tale wasn't written after Gurdjieff had a near-mortal car accident and his manuscript was watered down and destroyed by idiotic Civilized dip-shits.

On the other hand what else is there to do? Gurdjieff was the real thing -- it's not his fault his publisher and editor (Orage), etc., didn't "understand" him and therefore tried to change the MEANING of his writing!!

So Bennett pointing out that Gurdjieff's earlier unpublished manuscript contained Gurdjieff's concept of the

FEMALE FORMLESS AWARENESS

is most important.

But then I already know that so I can go into Beezelbub's as a nice alternative to that which is otherwise most dreadful:

CIVILIZATION.

Gurdjieff you say?
I'm an Enneagram Seven --
sex, drugs, rhythm and blues.

Coumassie Bluesing
incubating residue
a sapphire tear falls

A sapphire tear falls
into a child's sweet palm
all the hopes and dreams

all the hopes and dreams -
if they're yours then pick them up
no litter here please.

no litter here please
I vaakumed my brain today
it kunlooned away..




(hehe must not loose the haikuchain!)

it kunlooned away...
all my thoughts of tomorrow
Here Now Just Let Go

Here Now Just Let Go
Can't let a good thread just die
Let the game go on

Let the game go on
until the dust comes alive
Dancing in starlight

Let the game go on
Ha! It died a while ago
The constant is change.

The constant is change.
Death the greatest illusion!
Making myths for kids

Making myths for kids
Spindoctor take me away
Don't let me face dawn

Stigweard Posted Yesterday, 10:46 PM


Making myths for kids
Spindoctor take me away
Don't let me face dawn


Don't let me face dawn
naked - Spin tales around me
Dreamdressed I'll awake

Dreamdressed I'll awake
The butterfly I'll become
Sunlight shafts stream through

Sunlight shafts stream through
Spiders web diamond dressed cob
I hear the music

I hear the music!
Whispered through the mountain pines.
echoed in the waves...

echoed in the waves
breathless whisper, life's light fades
cry of the final poem

nice

cry of the final poem
lifts the heart on silvered wings
rising through the clouds

rising through the clouds
a sparrow dreams of his home
and feathery arms