SOTO & us

sleeping poet

on the phone with souls

stolen from the sent away

mastering the art of Volume

the poet is asleep, external silence

where she can become nothing

visiting death's cousin

time to awake and re-dedicate to now

to the infinite language that 

is spoken very well

good night, and thank you

good morning

good and bad

want what you do not want 

do not want what you want

want not, do you, what want

no desire

no suffering

connections of all

placid and peaceful

for the poet who is asleep

visiting death's cousin

everything becomes a blur

now, for focused times

infinite gratitude for opposites

forever sound endures

At blue 7 AM Father rains from the sky
To Mother in every Unseen crevice
Uddhamsoto born this day
Contemplating his first
The phases turn again
Lost here, found in now
Each brick lift Broken branch levitate
Changing EQs Goodbye for now
Succumbed to existance Partial to it
Embers, remembrance Up with the tide
Expansion wide Pi Eye L.O.V.E.

my long lost spaceship

heaven is here

jian'ai

universal love

兼愛

questions

what is this?
what am i?
where are you?
why are we?
what are we?
when are we?
when am i?
when are you?
where am i?
why is this?
what are you?
why are you?
how are you?

questions, questions
not to be answered now.

making music...

is beautiful.

imbued by the spiral

i am a wish/fish come true

swimming through existance,

splashing with my eyes.

ink and symbols activate,

as sure as i am alive.

whatever's meant to be 

is simply meant to be, 

and who's to tell, but we;

a living symbol, free.

satori

Satori as the Zen experience must be concerned with the entirity of life,

For what Zen proposes to do is the revolution and revaluation as well, of oneself as a spiritual unity;

The opening of satori is the remaking of life itself;

Here now, and ready to turn on my forest lights

in my mind works