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... Her voice was low, her eyes in distant stare ...

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Dear Diary, where are you taking me? i asked my mind....

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where are you taking me?
i asked my mind.

came back reply,
on a journey to self

and there to find
what you seek from life.

how shall i know
when i am there?

came back reply,
when all is laid bare.

what shall i do
when this i see?

came back reply,
you will know -

as does eternity.
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Dear Diary, when we evince innermost thought...

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when we evince innermost thought
through meditation, is this illusion
from some sort of suspended state,
in which mind is not asleep or awake?

is what we feel the revelation
of nothingness, and if it is
what then? a vacuum of preservation,
a space entirely devoid of matter,
not even the clapping of a single hand
to replace wordly chatter?

i would rather be in pasadena
or in some place where
i can see and feel
things i know are not surreal.

but my buddhist friend,
would convince me otherwise,
by telling me to close my eyes.
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(c)lokutus ZEN prime[/B]


Dear Diary, When looking at that flower you call the mind.......

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When looking at
that flower
you call the mind

whose petals are
a cover, are a blind,

take care -
for introspection
and the like

changes the petal's hue
and leads you
on a path you never saw,

far different than the one
you walked before.





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