just trying to say love

just had to open the window a bit to let the peepers in

those peepers are peeping some kind of truth!

translation: awaking from a freezing when we didn't know that we were always here but now we always are this wetland wetland wetland!


mind control to major tom: we were never in control; enjoy the space walk!


ooh ee ooh ah ah ting tang walla walla bing bang

a-wop bop-a loo-bop, a-wop bam-boom!

hey now! hey now! iko iko un de'. jockamo feeno ai na nay. jockamo fee na nay.

chicka chong chicka chong, chicka chacka chooka chong. chicka bop-dop choppin, de bow wow wow.

na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, goodbye.


if you get a chance to see the fantastic mr fox, see it!

Who am I, Kylie?
Kylie: Who how? What now?
Mr. Fox: Why a fox? Why not a horse, or a beetle, or a bald eagle? I'm saying this more as, like, existentialism, you know? Who am I? And how can a fox ever be happy without, you'll forgive the expression, a chicken in its teeth?
Kylie: I don't know what you're talking about, but it sounds illegal.

who am i? it sounds illegal. doesn't it though?

it's the most revolutionary question out there.


The last two Tribunes I have not looked at. I have no time to read newspapers. If you chance to live and move and have your being in that thin stratum in which the events which make the news transpire—thinner than the paper on which it is printed,—then these things will fill the world for you; but if you soar above or dive below that plane, you cannot remember nor be reminded of them. (henry david thoreau)


everything said should be followed by an asterisk

* this is the better understanding that this body-mind complex is aware; all words are to be understood as pointers; silence is always best

love*


nevertheless

i am always resurrected; this is the real secret

i am always dying; do you think that living is all there is?

impermanence is all there is

to let go, to understand impermanence, no, to love impermanence, no, to love death: that is the way

if i could shut up, i would shut up with that last tweet, but i know better; i can't shut up


oh, this effing mind; you gotta love it! really. any alternatives?

and that's k said it's all about: the real alternative

so conditioned to see the play of love as love, but now to see the play of love as love is so much love! it could almost hurt.

i'm just trying to say love. sorry if it's coming out different


i am the resurrection and the life

may you all enjoy your personal resurrection.

love jesus