I ran into all any man in his right mind, at 77,
may take as my peace,
made, not earned,
used shiny keys,
fully functional,
- used to defuse confused war loyalties
- spiritually de re ligimating unlegitimating
- locking try by first reaction, feel
- peaceable, if launched, real
- easily entreated, sublime
- breathe, smell taste test

It is just what the doctor ordered, manufactured
consent,  the matrix, is mental, same rate of consume
balance
on compute it takes
to imagine me

doing this

when wound
tight, and loosed

spinning spiral inneracting

in all its military ways, he can do
what he did,
snap
from any where, since ARPA went Defensive
and swallowed our core reason, Isaiah calls,

all involved
in believing the God, who gave us

hands, gave us minds that can
use hands, and use
both qwertywise
whole bodies
of like minded children
to become, faithful reproductions
of the average child, perfectly average, born

where all children are above average

in Lake Woebegone,
too lowly
by degrees

life is different north of me

mind space, mud on y'face,
back off,

demazed leave taken, my life
to make up, redeeming waited ages,
as I read along, taking my time  
to account,

Why did I not try
to sell, not as much fear
of rejection, but warning
from Kenworthy,

can you believe that, that, guy was a Marine,
clerk typist, in Vietnam, in 1968, football
scholar, played with Roger Staubach,
AI say, ain't so, you remember a lie wrong
Kenworthy is and maybe was, a lying spirit,
y'gotta try guy's with war stories,
and lying spirits, worshipping
in full on make believe,
serve, and die.

Pretending to have been, and being
as with any lie, defended, long enough,
all pride pledged to defend any story told;

this is why we always hate, we learn,
aha, we watch haters hating, we learn,

Naked Jungle, run away, live alive ever learning
what would you ask for on earth, that you may,

you know,
you may picture your whole reality,
you can think and try to think and do, at once,

it may be as good as I could be, but only as much

as there are no records that prove Kenworthy real,

but his Staubach connect crossing links,
to the recluse who created Catcher in the Rye fans,

Kenworthy, told me, he threw rocks, at J.D.



Now, as I was fishing for a verification see,
I came upon on a lie I believed, that I learn,

looking up Staubach, the timing, ain't right,
so, maybe Kenworthy played same high school,

no, Staubach was New Mexico Military Institute,
yeh, Kenworthy woulda bragged about that,

so. What if a person, seeming sane in every way,
so common it is a story arcing trope, in every way
so wondering, once, level, fundamental every way

silly wishings things were become thinkable, now
blessed peace, thunk war weary, peaceable answer,

San Diego Hollenstein, warrior ready, sent
to Switzerland,
with his silver wings and green beret





-- not in this reality,
this is really science, confictional precepts,

certain things seldom are
certain other things always are
certain choices occur alwise been

we wu wei iching trusting maybe so am big as us is

It should be fun to be old, not stupid, in a world,
not stupid, sharing a tool unimaginable, a mere century ago.

Any given Monday in our mechanical mind,
we may assume ego and I are one idea,

we must agree, your I and mine, merge
come together, make a point, go
oh
sh
sure ity…
fret not little person,
strange and new world
aware you and me,

at this point, where the thread through
realization practice loops
our finest lines,
tightens our most perfect seems, along

--------------
a Noh mask, emotion
means nothing if no is no for you

and yes remains, becomes main
idea, yes, mainly being good, thought
through which we pass, to live after, once

so,
close,
I slipped in the mud,
I did not die, I hit the dirt, just
in time, in time, in time, in time,

I and all I knew as ever true, fell, too,
through sansara certainty predictable,

as in time travel adjustment entertainment,

a core interesting movie hook, second chances.

Pattern recognosis, sage mask on, do no more.

"Let us rebuild, so that,
we may be no
longer a reproach",… it is just

business/ Nehemiah spake
put this on your business card

directly, in spirit, to David
Barton, inspirational director,
for many a proud warrior for truth.

Jesus lives, we rise, we agree, in me.

Where lay the Kingdom of God, back then,
when he is recorded as having said,
I will, my will being done, abide
side any who hear the knock,

as an innocent, or a lying, cheating scoundrel,
that's the good news, war has never worked,
peacemaking all ways works, one on one.

Honed most point, tip to tip... touch
spirit face to spirit face
messenger to message, dare we say
in the presence of at least as many as
have testified to seeing grave dwellers walking,

most certainly there was darkness, and that curtain,

between the holiest of holies, and every day sanctity,
ripped… rippity re-occurence right down the middle,
opening all reality
to the Wizard
of Oz's most esoteric

special effect
on the ensuing Easter audiences, seeing
it, over and over, until the metaphor, the riddle becomes

dabar, a very humble word translated many ways, see::

Pens with motors are more powerful than swords,
of any sort… logos significant cannot loose dabar yah, we

in this form minding manners men agree to abide beneath,

but
but
but
on good advice,
from bar mitzvahed friends, dead and living,

the use of labor, during interesting times, as mobs

to make unified mind form encase believers in
situations indisputably dangerous, used right

by godfearing law enforcement officers, right
used by a leader exactly, to the hairs on his head,

like the guy on television who crashed all those casinos.

If the desire for life is not burning your heart,

If the desire for life is not burning your heart,
go to the flower fields, lie down in the green grass, and kiss it
until it gets your lips green
green  - green -  and
                                    deepen your hands în the black earth,
deepen your hands în the black earth,
squeeze its roots,
                            squeeze its roots,
squeeze its roots, like a child does,
let its juices drain through your fingers

let its juices drain through your fingers

let its juices drain through your fingers

meet the sun rising like a Lover,
let it be your guiding myth,
let it be your silent light,

flow with the waves of the sea,
                                                 flow with the waves of the sea,
randomly, give a hug to a seagull, and dream, dream, dream...

After,
if you are tempted, you can try over and over ... over ...
if help is needed, the wind can help,
                                                    let the heart open like a rose,
share the dawn,
                         roses love to be touched only by the morning dew
dew dew dew
dew
after, if you  are tempted, try again, one more time,

(…all we do here, my dear, is try
            to recover
                         the wings we once lost in the rain …)

Bottom line mind

Drip

Drip

Plop. Liquifacts

to think sleep fallingly
as annoying as
insomnia,
without
inspiration, then

You know, lowest realm,
fundus mundus real as ever.

Your most certain puddle
of all we knew, splashed
into and rippling

base line condensation, drips
seeping

desleeping po et
al ment potentcy
dropping,
ponding, deep below,

still, blackest black
to look into
using your
own curious wish
to follow
preinvested
mental funds first bet
on tomorrow being
worth rising
to find plain truth
as simple as pi and phi
in basic spirit satisfaction
-never failing perfectly

round and round and up to down

vision apparently evaluable
listened to as we spin

weighed
worth thinking through
wrong ways down

discerning bits useful

valuated trues exchanging
good guesses graces
for missed chances
to catch time lines
confluencing right

at terminal velocity, feeling still
as slowly as ifery falling

drips forming

meandering streamlets

infilling
curiousness wise
cerebral-itiosity's thought sea
of accumulated blessings and cursings

needed most assuredly to get through tonight.

Non dual uni versal re verse
twoness oness necessity duetero good and…

not evil, hard to figure out a way, adversity,
escape the egg, or die, birds have only hope
at best, the initial panic, claustrophobia, we get
but, then, it is a true matter of break on through...

true, beauty from first intention, long sense
recollect trauma, first experiences, gone awry

fly, fall, fly, fall, run, fall, crawl, fall, scoot

up down, here there, ever learning…

go for walks with nine year olds.

Become a grandfather,

have happy children who have enough,
who have happy children with enough…

live in walking distance,
aim at that,
before you start making babies, make a plan,

how long until all I need to do is be near?

Truth and rest compress, like each hand claps,
trust me, lazy ain't lazy, it's old and ready being.