According to Buddha
When a man has pity on all living creatures then only is he noble.
so if you’re lonely, you know i’m here waiting for you
i’m just a cross-hair, i’m just a shot away from you
and if you leave here, you leave me broken shattered i lie
i say, “don’t you know?”
you say, “you don’t know”
i say, “take me out”
***
Toronto, Ontario ~ random streets ~ August 2015.
According to Buddha
The impermanence of this floating world I feel over and over. It is hardest to be the one left behind.
***
Chickakoo Lake, Alberta ~ May 2015.
According to Buddha
The appearance of “time” is little more than a trick of memory. You can easily discern this for yourself: simply figure out what it is you consider “the past” and “the future.” You will discover that it is nothing but thoughts–nothing but memories, nothing but expectations, nothing but mental commentary. It’s “all in your head,” so to speak. There’s really no such thing as time. There is really only Now–an eternally present Present with no beginning and no ending. Everything is completely new, distinct, and original every instant, with no real “change” or “motion” at all.
maybe the sun’s light will be dim
and it won’t matter anyhow.
i won’t be blinded by the light.
i’m old enough to face the dawn.
***
Edmonton ~ early this week ~ 2015.
According to Buddha
Modesty is the foundation of all virtues.
Let your neighbours discover you before you make yourself known to them.
A noble heart never forces itself forward.
Its words are as rare gems, seldom displayed and of great value.
i am a prairie girl
straight to the bone, oh
i’ll cut you off on the drive back home
i spend my winters alone
yeah there’s just no place quite like home
***
Lacombe, Alberta ~ April 2015.
According to Buddha
On a trail atop White-Crane’s green cliffs,
My recluse friend’s home in solitude,
Step and courtyard empty; water and rock,
Forest and creek free of axe and fish trap.
Months and years perfect old pines here.
Wind and frost keep bitter bamboo sparse.
Gazing deep, ancestral ways my own again…
give it time and we wonder why do what we can laugh and we cry
and we sleep in your dust because we’ve seen this all before
culture fades with tears and grace leaving us stunned hollow with shame
we have seen this all seen this all before
many tribes of a modern kind doing brand new work same spirit by side
joining hearts and hands and ancestral twine ancestral twine
slowly it fades
slowly we fade
spirit bird she creaks and groans she knows she has, seen this all before she has, seen this all before…
***
Edmonton, Alberta ~ Terwillegar Park ~ April 2015.
According to Buddha
This body is not me; I am not caught in this body, I am life without boundaries, I have never been born and I have never died. Over there the wide ocean and the sky with many galaxies. All manifests from the basis of consciousness. Since beginningless time I have always been free. Birth and death are only a door through which we go in and out. Birth and death are only a game of hide-and-seek. So smile to me and take my hand and wave good-bye. Tomorrow we shall meet again or even before. We shall always be meeting again at the true source, Always meeting again on the myriad paths of life.
seven dances for the spirits
running a race, running a race
seven dances for the saints
running a race, running a race
looking for the stillness in the womb of space
boundless
boundless
***
Edmonton, Royal Alberta Museum and Blackfoot Provincial Park ~ April 2015.
According to Buddha
Fixed ideas are like a wisp of cloud or smoke, but nonetheless people find themselves blocked or captured by these. You would laugh if you saw someone tripped by a cloud, or if someone claimed that they were imprisoned by the air. But, in fact, people are endlessly being trapped by things no more substantial than air or clouds. They make a wall with their mind, and then it imprisons them. Inherently, there is no wall or anything to trip over. These things are mirages they’ve created from the thoughts they gave rise to.
i always wanted to be a top-secret agent…
*** random streets in East Village, Manhattan ~ NYC ~ February 2015.
According to Buddha
You are not your body. Your body is not you.
You are not the doer. You are not the enjoyer.
You are pure awareness, The witness of all things.
You are without expectation,
Free.
Wherever you go,
Be happy!
who’s gonna tell you when
it’s too late
who’s gonna tell you things
aren’t so great
you can’t go on
thinking nothing’s wrong
who’s gonna drive you home tonight
***
random streets of NYC ~ February 2015.
According to Buddha
In fact, everything we encounter in this world with our six senses is an inkblot test.
You see what you are thinking and feeling, seldom what you are looking at.
right about now, the funk soul brother
check it out now, the funk soul brother
right about now, ’bout now, ’bout now, ’bout now
***
Rockefeller Center, New York City ~February 2015.
According to Buddha
Although guilt is not seen as a very positive emotion, repentance is seen as very important factor to improve our ways of thinking and behaving. The positive/transforming aspect of guilt can be that we admit our mistakes, ponder over them and motivate ourselves to not repeat negative actions – repentance.
in the end all we have,
soul blueprint.
did we get lost in it
do we conduct a search
for this “from the other side”
from the other side?
i can’t see
i can’t see new york
from the other side
from the other side
i hum from the other side
***
New York, The 9/11 Memorial, memorial pools, 15-02-13.
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