March 27, 2006

  • SPRING POEM


    Thy little bird
    in the sky.

    Let rain not wet your wings of flight,
    for tears will flow.

    Flap with breeze,
    and dazzle to the horizon.

    Pick a direction, and aim not too hard,
    see them beings below, they cannot fly; not even in their minds.

    Fly little bird,
    you are free.

    ######Comments on above######

    The bird is the one that lit Henry Lee in the Nick Cave song, from the critically acclaimed Murder Ballads which was released a few years ago.

    Birds are also symbols for Freedom, well the ones that can fly. They are also closer to the light, which other animals are closer to the sun?

March 17, 2006

  • BEING ANONYMOUS PART 2

    It is reason that has time not me. Reason has depth, which tags have not. If my self vision is acceptance that makes my identity free, or anonymous: thus reason stands without judge, like everything else. So why should reason stand different from anything else, do I wake up, and get out the house to say what is the meaning of this gate, if you know its purpose you do not need to understand it i.e. to know how to make it.

March 16, 2006

  • BEING ANONYMOUS PART 1

    Being anonymous, being free.
    I am no animal to be tagged.

    Thus is my time for expression-
    thus is my vision free from labels.

    In this time, who am I;
    yet to know me is to see me without tag.

March 5, 2006

  • CRISIS IN LIFE SOS, SIGNAL RECEIVED

    You are not thus,
    oceans swarm much,
    one is swallowed in it’s depths.

    SOS, one is in storm,
    in life, and friends seek betrayal.
    One sends for help…

    UPDATE – ANOTHER VERSE

    Angle well, angle hard,
    for union melts well.

    Meaning of 3rd verse.- Angle well, is to rise well, to meet well with life, or life will swallow u, union melts in life, meaning one’s union with life has melted: one is not a thing, but of a thing.

February 22, 2006



  • Gifts we seek,
    what is what.

    Become one’s own gift-
    tempt beyond.

    Meaning of Poem

    Don’t fall too deep under the shadow. If things are looking grim,
    understand that this is only how things are looking. On another level,
    what is what, meaning that if one tastes something bad, it will feel
    bad, as with how one sees. Though one does not taste one’s seeing, but
    nevertheless it is felt. There is another hidden meaning too in the
    poem, but not like a riddle of such.

February 15, 2006

February 13, 2006

February 11, 2006


  • Where is my innocence?
    But it is not time for things to make sense…

    Where is my sentimentality?
    Soon things will make sense.

    Where is my heart?
    My heart is trying to understand economics, that is all!