force is energy
energy creates life
life is in the image of its creator
thus force breeds life in its image
force is not the way
the way, is the way
it always has been
and always will be
it hides in plain sight
never asking to be seen

once i saw the path
i am on it till the end
which is not
also beginning
at the end

there is no moment as this moment
i see it clearly now
as plain as day
being is being used to be
the tree is your friend
it will listen to you talk
you can hear it rustle

from nothing there is something
here it is
breathe it in
out the wind

i cannot understand
what i try to hold
to feel it is to change it
to point it out is to hide it in meaning
words confuse the mind
is there any other way?

when there was nothing
a friend came along
because it was lonely

draw your own conclusions
i see what i see
you may see me
you may see something else
the void cannot be directly seen
it hides among the trees
feeding life

point and it’s gone
question to confusion
the source of confusion?
the question
it is so simple
look away and there it is
try to fail and you will only succeed

i forget the meaning of this sentence
i lost it a long time ago
it lays waiting to be found
when i least expect it
my friend shall return

i am not crazy
you are crazy
the word is crazy
read it, is it not crazy?
look and i think you’ll agree

thought is unknown to me
the chatter distracts
peace breads peace
war breads war
be like the void and you shall be eternal

eternity is a long time
you must wait for it
the river knows what to do
if you watch it will teach you things
listen to it and you’ll wonder how you never heard it before

meaning has no end
it is like eternity
it begins in the same place
it ends at the void
and starts at the mouth of the river

the world is like a chinese pizza
it doesn’t really exist
and when you think it does
there’s something not right with it

i feel the eternity of time
wait for it
it will come to you
patience is the only true virtue
words will hinder your understanding
don’t trust them
they are pictures waiting to return
eternity gives birth to all things
and all things cherish her
she is mother

the eternal void
all else is filler

the unfilled is fillable
the filled is full

if you pretend to understand these words
they have no meaning to you
true meaning is known and not said
true understanding is confusion

the world gives birth to all things
it is eternity’s mother
treat her right
you will always return home

reflection on the past
what is it?
memories are ideas
ideas are reality
the future is a dream
the past is a fantasy
eternity happens at all times
time is the circle of the world
it begins with a tick

the end has no end
how can it?
it is the beginning

a circle is like life
can you wait for it?
can you walk the path?
it is long
and simple
but it leads to all things

there is time
there is fate
these are words, look at them
there they are
you understand them
they are ideas

the sun gives life to it’s children
we are the sun
in that we are a reflection of it
it makes us possible
just look at the moon

shinning is like being dim
yelling at the top of your lungs
you might as well be saying nothing at all
try it and you will find true loudness

the body is of the world
it is designed for the word
by the world
by itself it is defined
the mind is the dictionary
the words hold the key
but the door is already unlocked
lock the door with your key
it will never open until you open it

the word has no form
it is grain on fiber
the wind can defeat it
water melts all things
and brings them back to life

if these words seem confusing to you
you’re on the right track
confusion is the beginning of knowledge
knowledge begins at stupidity
ends at the bottom
where the water collects
and rises to the surface

numbers can count
counting one makes us lonely
counting two makes us happy
can you count to zero?
how long will it take you?

love is the source of all goodness
bask in it’s glow
you are a mirror whether you like it or not
reflect

caring is the cause of disappointment
look for it and it will scurry away
don’t look and it will be anything you want it to be

the void is nameless
it is the source of all names
and all things shall return
the cycle is eternal
eternity is big
it fits in the void
and lives in the worlds

word and world are different but for an l
m n o p
you live in both
one makes you
you make one
one makes the other go round

sleep is an expression of the void
all people at all times
do it every day
everywhere in the world

i am lonely and my words are starting to bore me
i shall combine them with the world
it can take it
i need food
i need rest
i need love
love needs me as well

do you desire to schmoke the buddha?
he will burn, if you ask him to
he will take it as all things and fill you with smoke

words can lead
not to the end
for they come from the source
they are of the source, but not
be what you want to understand