A SIGNAL Conversation With A Friend, Simon, On What I've Been Thinking A Thousand Years What Is Life What Is Death?
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A SIGNAL Conversation With A Friend, Simon, On What I've Been Thinking A Thousand Years What Is Life What Is Death?
Om Ni
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Om Ni
I'm Missing Something......
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I'm sitting around
I'm missing something
I don't know what
But I know
I'm missing something
Refelctions On Eternity
As the sun sets
And night draws close
Quiet settling
Looking up the heavens
I remember,
Ode To The Wild Grass
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The wind blows
I bend to its flow
Like water
Feeling nothing
A SIGNAL Communication With A Friend, Simon, On "Yesterday Once More" Being More Than Just A Song
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If Only The Past Is The Present And The Present Is The Past All Is Comprehended
With the wind
blowing in my face
And the hint of
rain in the air
The nascent night
descending
Memories of
times past
play around
in my mind
I Miss A Kindred Spirit
Oh, How I Do Miss A Kindred Spirit!
In the deep quiet
The night dark
The caress of
its cover
Only My thoughts
for company
My Heart Is Not At Rest
Pondering the
human condition
My heart is not at rest
Pondering the
frailty of the
human condition
My heart is not at rest
Are we no more than
a cow, a dog, a cat
a rodent or a fly?
I Now Remember
I now remember,
Surat khabar lama
is old newspaper
Sepet is
slit eyes
Masa
is time
I Remember
I remember,
Surat khabar lama
is not old newspaper
Sepet is
not slit eyes
Masa
is not time
Lost In The Moment, Time Stops
Sitting at
my work station
Listening to
a Chinese song
The voice melodious
The Excuse (s) We Make For God : I Have Heard, God Is Omnipotent, All Loving, Compassionate And Forgiving
I have heard
God is omnipotent
All loving, compassionate and forgiving
God created everything
There is nothing impossible for god to do
God loves you more than your parents themselves
I Regret Not Holding Her Hand, The Romance Of Two Kingdoms
Walking side by side
Hardly saying a word
As the moon peeks
from behind the clouds
And crickets
sing with joy
Rain, Rain, Come Again, Everyday
Looking out the window
At the rain spattering
and wetting the tarmac,
Adding a glow to it
Listening to the rain drops
striking a symphony
on the awning
Ah, The Day, The Day Humanity Mastered Reality And Transcend
Heaven is earth
Earth is heaven
Reality is whole
It is not dual
Though a thing may either
be a wave or a particle
Reality is always one
Egrets Fly Across The Sky, Another Day Begins, What Will It Bring?
Egrets fly across the sky
The smell of jasmine wafts
Awakening the senses
Crickets retreat
Nascent stirrings
From forgotten dreams
Why Cry For Argentina
Why cry for Argentina
So far away
Beyond reach
That life has snatched
A memory writ
What Can I Say?
12.28 am
Raining
cats and dogs
A welcome change,
from the oven heat
of the past month
or so
Now with the
descending cool,
and quiet
Does It Matter At All
It had not rained
for a month or two
Oven was how it felt
Today, the sky opened
Like a miser though
Still, the relief
is welcome
What's It All?
Looking at the picture
Of a dearly departed
friend, she once
alive and kicking
Full of possibilities
Now gone
Literally,
ashes to ashes
Part 2 : Are We The Pride Of Evolution Or The Glory Of God And The Top Of Food Chain Hahaha
What is certain is,
nobody knows for sure
We are just beating
about the bush
Like men
without sight
Hoping,
ever hoping,
For the
Part 1: Are We The Pride Of Evolution Or The Glory Of God And The Top Of Food Chain Hahaha
I have said before
And I say again
The mere fact
that an miniscule,
invisible rouge
Like the sars-covid2
pathogen
Can hold us to ransom
binging deaths,
rendering us helpless
and at its mercy
Is Death Part And Parcel Of Life? Think Again!
Is death
part and parcel of life?
We take it for granted
that death
is part and parcel of life
That is defeatist!
Life is life
In life,
Sars-Covid2 Just Shows Up The Lie Mankind Is Top Of The Food Chain
We pride ourselves as
the apogee of creation
Or the best of evolution
And the top of
the food chain
But sars-covid2
just shows up
the lie
In The Moment
Only the soft sound
of the stand fan
disturbs the silence
Just past 3 am
With everyone soundly
asleep and the whole
morning to myself
Quiet as is
Sitting at my work station
With my eyes closed
Smelling the freshness
of after rain
The cool air
caressing
I let it all
flow
In the moment
All that
matters