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the heart-mind grants exponential rewards

when this treasure is found, it must be held

with pure intention

to liberate one and all

to the perfect equalization

flowering from alignment with gravity

in the center, nothing is lost

and all is found

store vital essence in the center of gravity

to awaken the flight from death, of subtle chi

and ascend to the heavens

with the mundane world transformeding

through pure transpersonal immortality

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Rediscover an appreciation

for the big and small things in life

There are many branches to the tree of knowledge

Several ways to arrive at this place-

keep your composure

after every mischance...

Time means everything.

 

The idea that something is just

around the corner gives radiance

to everything

Maintain self-respect in the face of

a devastating experience

Believe in unlimited potential

As you walk, look for learning along the way

 

A glorious moment can

live in your head a lifetime

Whilst much of life's information

becomes irrelevant after a week

in the face of desolation...

Watch, listen, understand

A true smile occurs when the mouth

and heart are coordinated

 

The ultimate measure of a spirit is where

it stands at times of challenge and controversy...

Snowflakes are some of nature's

most fragile things-but look

at what they can do

when they stick together

 

-M

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Two Trees, you Tao Wizard!

I feel a magnetic pull to meet you in non-cyberspace time continuum :) Your how old? I am 20 years old, I feel like we are the youngest TaoBums. :lol:

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psst...birthday is in the profile, silly.

 

Glad you like my stuff...some peeps on IPS think my words are "empty" and "cheap". But my guess is that they just don't like my style.

 

Like I care.

*big silly grin*

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All the trees

Have frozen stares

And wide eyes

Blood splashed moon

Dances

Enlightening fear

 

Me

Here

Helplessly alive

Everything Crawls

Mingling

Breathing

Timelessly

 

The Wolves

Your memory heats their iron teeth

They nip smoldering punctures

Scarring my flesh

 

I miss your fair skin

Your beautiful terrible eyes

Can you hear me!?

Can you hear the heartbeat of hooves?

Put your ear to the mud

Lie next to me

You are just a ghost now

I love you so deeply

But they will be here any minute

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Confused dreams

Treat me like a bystander

The shadow of a self appears and disappears

Glorious angels

Horrible demons

Are all the same

 

My mind is deep with judgements

right and wrong afflict pure awareness

like clouds covering the bright full moon

 

Friend or enemy

my true self remains

If I could say a word to clarify things

It could only make things worse

 

The time that has passed between us

Is as illusory as the distance between heaven and earth

We share the same space

You and I

What could possibly come between us?

 

You changed my life with a glance

Your whispers penetrating through my ego shell

Like a sharp arrow through a thick suit of armor

 

Once the wall is penetrated

It is only a matter of time

 

Time and space exists only for you and I

My love

My eternal know nothing self

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Walking up past Oakland Liquor on Foothill Avenue,

I see a familiar face.

She is in a skirt and sipping a St. Ides in the lot,

Leaning on a barbed wire fence.

 

Her once-white sneakers are stained grey and torn,

Her once-black legs are chalky white and scarred.

 

"You need some company baby?", through exhaled smoke.

"Oh no, I'm ok today, but thank you", I say.

 

I smiled broadly, looking into her eyes.

I wanted her to feel pretty,

And just truly noticed,

For one moment.

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Scattered mind drug infused slumber

Spilling vomit

Pain through to pleasure

Inside and outside remain

 

Energy is everything

Mine spills without reserve

Self absorbed ego drama to flirt with trouble

 

Inside pulls away

The heart will shine again

 

Outside a gentle thunder

It mimics the sound inside my soul

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rage spilling from my gut

organized shen flow from my nut

where is heaven on earth

when the sea is of no worth

when we fly to the moon

do we ride on a broom

like a wich

or flirt with a skanky bitch

an angel, a goddess

such a thin line

i know reality is somewhere

if only we could find :lol:

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As the polar icecap

melts

 

I forgot to pay my debt

to Master Card

 

Gain and loss

What use?

 

Suddenly the great

forgiveness enters

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there once was a taobum from Nantucket

whose balls were the size of a bucket...

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There was a taobum from Nantucket

Whose balls were the size of a bucket.

He would walk by cliff

Keeping his penis stiff,

Hanging to his balls, a wine bucket!

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She is coming and coming,

Light flows through two red threads,

Shining empty, open, clear.

Now! Falling in Now, Here,

Undressing this flesh and bone,

Nude, See I Am Nothing!

Sensuous sliding, Blood moves,

Astral horns, Astral hooves,

She is coming and coming.

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Two Trees, you Tao Wizard!

I feel a magnetic pull to meet you in non-cyberspace time continuum :) Your how old? I am 20 years old, I feel like we are the youngest TaoBums. :lol:

 

i'm younger than twotrees..... :P

 

 

 

 

 

perfectly imperfect.

selflessly selfish.

 

the great paradox,

neither light nor dark.

neither here nor there.

 

infinite nothingness,

is where i reside.

Edited by neimad

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Good stuff, Neimad and Sean!

 

Awesome to see that the less cranial and more creative juices are still flowing in the

You-Knee-Verse :lol:

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a clock ticks.

a plane flies overhead,

when the roar subsides

the clock still ticks.

here i sit.

in silence.

a wind blows

the chill right through my body.

who feels the cold?

 

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the glue holding it together is my belief.

the solvent my inquiry.

i am scared.

will reality fall apart?

Edited by neimad

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