maybe today will be better. im caught up again. im flying full speed again. i need to find the middle path. if i cant learn this now, what will happen to me later? that shook me. that gives me hope to persevere. im a person controlled by my emotions, i am following this feeling that may do me harm. what will do me more harm following or stopping ( Read more... )

expect hard work to shape you. expect the day to day to shape you. expect fear and love and worry to shape you expect mothers and fathers to shape you, expect teachers and life to shape you. jumbled up twisted so tight your finger tips are eager, they gnaw at the hem of your sleeves. worrying anxious you twist forefinger to thumb till it becomes ( Read more... )

again. again. again. as the trees grow dim in fleeting light. i look up to them, covered in spider webs. waiting to catch to trap. These fears. take care of yourself. your all you have. don't put yourself out on that tree limb. but god is good and god is love. and if i die i'll be taken care of. what about the now, andrew. here you sit. with ( Read more... )

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sad poem for 72 earthlings ( Read more... )

strange what drugs can do to a person. is it fate? the natural progression of me. drugs, rock and roll. fat cat sleeping on my lap.

gutter slush blackened by car exhaust. peace sign pressed against a passenger side window. tracks it on the carpet. apartment complex. plant life stuck in ice. outside. can not touch the thermostat. draw the blinds. eat cream of wheat. clean. emptiness...what is this but a feeling of loss. a shadow of dust...sleeping. sinking into the dark sea ( Read more... )

walking on train tracks, past highways. walking up the swirling hill, past the frozen river. I walked the path near the churning ice drifting towards a water fall. Within these steps i felt the tao. within these moments i was submerged. mallards call and take flight as i move myself through space. and oats from passing trains pepper the rails ( Read more... )

When the cold retreats to its home, and sunlight beckons lush leafy life. I find my winter companions found new warm weather friends. and i with my solitude, strap on my dusty shoes and erode the pavement with determined strides. my travels are of little excitement and are often spent staring intently at the trees, skylines, rusty things, trash ( Read more... )

so. what i have decided for myself. never give up on loving-kindness. Stay true to peace even when you are struck down. The people who are the hardest to love need love the most. everyone has the Buddha nature, that of loving kindness and compassion. keep strong young ones. never give up on yourself! i wonder what I'm going to be like when I' ( Read more... )