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Beyond the Clouds

. . . and trying to get to the other side

September 2009

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The Global Wake Up Call

too busy to notice

I'm busy watching everyone else being very busy. And everyone is too busy to notice that I'm noticing how busy they are. And being busy noticing that others are too busy to notice, I haven't noticed how busy I have become.

minor scale

the melancholic notes of the minor scale
comes to my ears in sweet gentle cries
opening up to the darkness
remembering love

rubble and love

rubble trying to love is transformed to gold even though it is only rubble
and when rubble is loved it is still rubble

Running Tide Autumn Issue 19

and the world loves

the cruel cries find a way to the uppermost part of the crust bursting forth with vile and unpleasant fumes. the haunting horrors of the vacuum suck us into an abysmal sphere, empty and devoid of pleasure. the only escape from what lies within is to look for something loving and good without. the world that loves exisits in dharmas. and the impact of dharmas into this horror vacui is painfully blissful.