| America, Inc. |
[Oct. 24th, 2008|09:11 pm] |
I have fucked men and women
out of their life savings
I have raped young children
from affordable healthcare & education
I have sickened the already ailing ill
by allowing big pharmacy to thrive
I have pillaged entire communities
as hurricane foreclosures post signs "evicted"
I have murdered the mentally ill
using food stamps to pay for bombs
I have executed your sons & daughters
in the name of life, liberty & the pursuit of war
I have singled out love in the Constitution
for family values are always nuclear
I have destroyed your forests, oceans & preserves
in search of the mighty oil
I have set limitations on who may live here
a nation of immigrants no more
I have persuaded you to spend, spend, spend
even though most are not able to afford a smile
I have arrested millions for victimless crimes
to stimulate & employ the prison economy
I have molested your sense of safety
red alerts keep the liberals at bay
I have mauled any hope of the American dream
in turn, I present you with a George W. solution: America, Inc. |
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| Starshine |
[Jul. 30th, 2008|07:53 am] |
Experiment the
starshine; be still in silence
you are loved; pure; safe. |
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| Beagle Mind |
[Jul. 25th, 2008|11:13 am] |
Struggle to find time, create moments
for practice
practice of the anything
raising a puppy & embracing Buddhism
blossomed the seed
diligently Zopa Zangpo waits
obscure obsession for perfection
training the mind of a beagle
training the mind of the mind
blossomed the seed
dualistic mission
boy & his dog
ego clinging
three year three month aspirations
where will Bodhi go?
where will bodhicitta be?
can not walk away from Guru Puppy
Bodhi that sits with mindful pleas
sits with mindful pleas
sits mindful
vipassana
I can't find you mind
hard to train the beagle mind
nevermind that I can't find
time
practice
patience
Bodhi's glare transmits empowerment
understood
practice now just the same
formal or informal
sit, down, shake, good boy!
sit, breathe, clear, & search
good boy!
life the same - formal or informal
practice virtue every moment
pup may heel, mind may heal
not to worry not to wonder
Buddha, Dharma, Sangha. |
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| Twisted Passion |
[Aug. 1st, 2007|10:58 pm] |
Twisted Passion
sometimes i wish you were here as my eyes swelled
when the first glimpse of pain lay its track down my cheek
like a fine pinot noir's legs caressing a short stemmed riedel
on its way to enchant mouth, nose, soul
savoring the experience, not questioning the process
sometimes i wish you were here as my eyes swelled
i wonder how much we really understand one another
i wonder how much we allow ourselves to blossom one another
sometimes all i wish is for your arms to find their way, twisted
passionately locked together around my naked being
my favorite comfort your sensual embrace
faith that your bond is finally The bond
arms twisted around my skin
the only time i relinquish myself to truth
you are the track i wish to begin
sometimes i wish you were here as my eyes swelled
so you really saw matthew
so you really see the tracks being laid
one tear, two tears, one again
swollen eyes with dreams that wash away
sometimes i wish you were here as my eyes swelled
painful tracks left by avalanches of midnight dreams
fragments - what once was and now is
memories to cherish, memories to (b)urn
i am lost in a world of swollen eyes
my favorite comfort your sensual embrace
faith that your bond is finally The bond
arms twisted around my skin
the only time i relinquish myself to truth
you are the track i wish to begin |
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| interim poetic/prose comeback? you be the judge... |
[Dec. 30th, 2006|02:08 am] |
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eXcited...
Touch others intimately *that* often smile yoU bare brilliantly self friends strangers. Laugh out loud pure deep resonation. Pacific ocean pulsates, dances, ebb - flow. Open waterways ripple respect tidal blessings all sentient beings embraced. Breathe in. Breathe out. Love abound. Compassionate journey into introspective extrapolation. One love lifts passion about, courage. One life whispers us together, forever friend, forever. Silent whisper intimate charm others touched by manifestations yOur brilliant love lucid fluid flows through serotonin pathways higher non-linear never limitations. Love you my one love you i eye I we love. Resonate laughter flower child laughter permeate. Prophecy meditative calm prescription every universal emphatic revolutionary energy burst, energy, everyone. Dissociative idealistic dynamic interconnected pathways pleasant. enErgy. U[s]nited. eXcited. 1 love. One. Love. 1.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
MORE OF THIS TO COME IN 2007 THANKS TO "INFINITE WISDOM" inspiration
[ie. www.InfiniteWilderness.com] [ie2. one of my best friends Benvolio] |
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| Dignity Village International Tent City Celebration |
[May. 25th, 2005|03:10 pm] |
Dear Fellow Portland Housing/Homeless Activists:
Homelessness is increasing worldwide. Housing costs are skyrocketing. Governments are more inclined to support tax cuts for the wealthy than help for low income people. Drastic cuts of essential entitlement or safety net programs are looming on the horizon--courtesy of the Bush Administration and U.S. Congress.
To truly end homelessness and poverty worldwide, we need to do more than just develop 10 year plans to end homelessness or bureaucracies to study the problem.
This is why the National Coalition for the Homeless, the nation's oldest and largest national homelessness advocacy organization, supports such proactive legislative initiatives as the National Affordable Housing Trust Fund and the Bringing America Home Act. If enacted by Congress, both pieces of legislation would end homelessness in this country.
In addition to tackling the roots causes of poverty (lack of affordable housing, no universal health insurance, and poor-paying jobs) in this country and elsewehere, we support the development/operation of tent cities and other alternative housing models.
We join you in this international day of solidarity pushing for an end to homelessness and poverty today, not ten years from now.
Sincerely,
Michael Stoops
Beauty Everywhere
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© by Matthew Graybeal
Manic Thunder & Zopa Photography
( MORE DIGNITY VILLAGE PICTURES HERE... ) |
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| Inconsistent Tribute |
[May. 10th, 2005|03:58 pm] |
Buddha help me if you please
a little crazy it may seem
meditation hard to practice
for this very being
where Dharma life Buddhist temple
infects predilection to grand purpose
wail at home nurse delusion
I forget about the path
every step every feel every touch
every thought every real abandoned
vacation down middle bound Interstate Free
Exit Karma offers root to all souls that suffer
local city hall spreads one life-sized door
revolving around self around action around other
wail at home nurse delusion
I forget about the path
every step every feel every touch
every thought every real abandoned
consistent illusion of ego whirls 'round
only Bodhisattvas see through glass entry
enter empty handed compassion granted
impermanent though it may be
for noble truth! Four Noble Truths!
suffer - cause - cessation - path
luminous, sway doggedly in unaware April sun
wail at home nurse delusion
I forget about the path
every step every feel every touch
every thought every real abandoned
mindful without a goal
start to have to let it go
meditation hard to practice
for this very being
where Dharma life Buddhist temple
infects predilection to grand purpose
wail at home nurse delusion
I forget about the path
every step every feel every touch
every thought every real abandoned
Buddha help me if you please
crazy despite the way it seems.
© by Matthew Graybeal
Manic Thunder & Zopa Photography |
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| What're you lookin' at? |
[Mar. 20th, 2005|07:31 pm] |
My beautiful Hazel. The most intensely playful and lovable cat on the planet... 8-)~
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| Vicarious Polar Influence |
[Mar. 10th, 2005|07:57 pm] |
Solemn lavender twist
a twitch the slide
our inner force collide
you twist lavender glide
I twitch a polar slide
erupt vicarious rush
drift aware you plush
orchid scent as such
orchid scented touch
you plush I rush erupt
plush as such orchid twisted glide
I ride your polar lavender slide
your inner force I spied
your inner flow I twitch
cosmic ripple obliged
your lavender orchid rush
your solemn scent as such
your lavender orchid touch
you are so damn much
you are so damn much
vicarious force collide
want to twist your slide
erupt in you obliged
cosmic ripple ride
your love I love
your touch I love
I love your love
polar drift aware
lavender orchid rush
your lavender orchid touch
you are so damn much
collide erupt solemn plush.
10/23/98 |
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| Purple Haze |
[Mar. 2nd, 2005|04:54 pm] |
This is the way *I* actually felt after the Buddhist retreat...
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| Expand Your Horizon |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|10:09 pm] |
On the way home from a month long Buddhist retreat, in June of 2004, I was treated to this scenic splendor...
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| Cosmic Destruction |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|09:52 pm] |
Grass roots suffocate under young, worn shoes.
Daily thunder stompers trounce gaily, startling all wet,
delicate, new life creation of iridescent organia.
Children laugh, unaware of their distinct destruction.
Single tulip blossoms maroon in purple twilight of sunset
years later. Bouncing baby barons successfully distract
eden flowers, hoarding water & radiant light for their
"humane" beauty. Scientific researchers now investigate karma!
Rain beads land upon Venus-silver hair. Forgotten accents
of neurotic passion highlighted. Continuous mercury fall
steadily burns vengeful bodies. Inspired delusion this
material give all & receive more situational stigma
which saturates today's mainstream society.
History doomed to command its past for our future. Running feet
care not to endure speeding over broken glass Coke bottles.
Drunk man on the corner please share your wisdom with all.
"What did you say again Bill W?"
Children: do well & expect nothing.
Adults: do well & expect nothing.
Civilization of all forms: do well & expect nothing!
Peace is the remains of your lovers lips
upon yours, salty
after intimate, persuasive pleasures.
Dying grasses omit pungent stenches like death cradles
rocking skunks. If you have not an answer by now
hear this: give to all more than you would give to yourself.
Do not run away
trample on, spit upon
nor frolic-sway
from the truth that rocks our souls & spins us while we dance.
Breathe in, breathe out
close your eyes, meditate.
Suffering in. Compassion out.
This our means to end sentient drought.
Liberate your cosmic child laughter.
4/2/97 |
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| Portland Education Crisis... |
[Feb. 18th, 2005|08:18 pm] |
Eight schools will be closing in North and NE Portland because of budget cuts. Even though we pay an extra tax in Multnomah County I don't understand why our children still suffer in the inner cities. No schools on the West side of the river will be shut down.
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