25 March 2001

an English teacher at Mansfield Senior High School
told her class in 1952
(she was the warden's wife)
"if you knew how much pain you will experience in
your lifetime would not wish to live it"
18 year olds can not believe but they will remember

well hello there
are you doin' okay?
are you staying awhile or going elsewhere?
we all go somewhere else
this moment in this sacred now
is all we have
pains of yesterdays
and fears of tomorrow
will destroy us
but now now
not in this very moment
not the light of a pure candle burning
smokeless
 

Roger says "the closer one gets to the truth 
the less predictible the reaction there of"

here, take this chair,
let me introduce my friend Roger Lambert
who was reading newspapers at age three
met the piano at age four
found the teacher of the teacher etc. of Johann Sebastian Bach
in the 60's with the world too much with him
in a mental institution he met his Sarah
she fed the little mouse in the house and wrote this poem 

on the biting edge of truth
the hare becomes the fox
in one fleeting moment
the lifetime of the fox
becomes the hare's
better to be a roller of stones uphill
than smash rocks
for profit

don't tell her
not to cry after she has histears

and

accepting there is indeed pain with love
well then
no broken heart on my tattered sleeve
i did not render for my self
it is a Beethoven feeling of enough
that it be

and

o

i am saddened when
sometimes a friend does not know me as well
as i thought and secrets something
in lieu of causing me pain not understanding
my love is such i only wish
their time/presence to be freely given
and chosen

o

in this moment of 1:43 A.M.
the 9th of march 2001
my friend jake in his cowboy straw hat
with a quatamalan band
smiles from his chair on my wall
behind a white candle burning
in a Parducet green holder
triumph!
Ludwid seys

to be
in sane
not out of sane
o the hide & seek of love
tell tale tails us something
the rich are not rich enough
so the poor must become poorer
to make them richer?

to be
the bird in shrub's bush
is to tweak the come-a-long
this road to where we now are
has been too sacrificial
for the backwards smiles
of no mandate from Muldova
we will let Afganians starve
but have plenty of mullah to save their stone statues
back home
children kill children with rich bullets
pure communism & pure police states
down falling seeds disperse

we are all binary coding
10101010101010101010 ad infinite mum
playing the numbers
mineyours hishers yesno
roger says go i say no
some deeper truths selectively are shared
deathbirth lifestruggle blisssorrow
rejection is not personal it is motivational
like in bored, something eventually
gets created
ah
to live with one's creation as the creator
doesaflower chooseabee?
it is our very own DNa sprouting here
01010101010101010101
why do beavers choose a mate for life?
also some birds some fish
11001100110011001100
enhancing survival of their protégé perhaps
celebrating our 101010101010101010
differences
is where peace resides
where
love & truth grow

glorioso
which stars 
to visit 
amazing awe
when stars 
choose us

Good night

Broken wrist, broken ribs, cancer surgery
Too many broken hearts to mention
Multiplied by
Everyone else's pain in this world
All life is not sorrow
All life HAS sorrow
Be happy when you can
And oh
The great happiness
Easing another's pain
True philanthropists
Feel gratitude not arrogance
When philanthroping

Good Morning
 

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