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OfflineMonkah
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a monk, of the ahhh'
    #1037523 - 11/08/02 10:38 PM (14 years, 1 month ago)


im sorry.
i shouldnt have too, but for you few that have a mind to mind.
i know some people think this should be in the art section
with all the other artsy things, with the poems.

but this isnt really poems, or storys...
at times i use inner silence reflected towards output of things
and even more less of the time, i put that energy towards writting out
letting it flow like a stream where it will.

i consider most of these writtings like photographs of an era in a spritual persons life
everyone goes through things, learns things, and comes out with something from it
and if you havent learned that you should, well till you learn that it wasnt important in the first place at least!
haha. see, it just goes.
maybe im too facinated with life.

the first half or so is all equations
if your past that. read carefully
_______________________________
cut my eyes from the roots
add water for the new seeds
my pupils are in full bloom
and ready to release
diamonds erupting
spilling and thrashing
listening to the monotone distortion
of an ill reaction

lost in a cloud of trails
thoughts in a loss of sales
having what is not for need
but seeing what is too see
i set myself upon a shoulder
and watch as i unfold her
a shinning ark of blue, dimly lit
rest between her foreheads kit

she said
now having two much equals too little
in such a round about way
that it ruins my twinkle
eventually causing a wrinkle
so leave all behind
and follow my sound
of such devine
a silent mind

stuck by such beauty
i rarely remember
to such relevant signs
ill always surrender
for one isn't two
without half's of a whole
just as me and my contender
see fit to control
a lighting receptor
of which this thunder storm rounds smooth conscious
mind set to pin point deception
a strait path so slender
to the lucid diamond so clear

___________________________

light rays
lonesome frays
dizzying strays
throughout all they still stay
stand by these traits
blessed by a soul i may

as though me confessing is but its best
ill continue on as if its just for the rest
and whose to say im blank and im dead
other than that spark of soul
called my conscious head

without it id be
forever set free
but free from what
but what is to be

So if im still here
forever embrace and endear
a love for life so strong
all other feelings merely tag along

while i am revolving
he is evolving
while i am resulting
he is consulting

while i am he
he will be
what he see's
through out my needs

and in this bright air
i create a stair
to a dream called heaven
so he's told
which is better to us
than being sold

________________________

through the corner of my eye
a love did slip and pass me by
wandering out beyond being content
is nothing more than where im sent
ill find this flower
from within my tower
ill follow through
with this immense hue
being born is hard to imagine
and dying is a moral sin
but who's to say
we are not constantly in our head
were not constantly being born
were not constantly being dead
i am the father to my own son
the lover to my own kingdom
i am the feather softly falling between your eye
i am he that will never die
eternal moment awaken to you
as all things will find
its simply easy to do
quit trying to try
quit lying to cry
quit sighing to die
quit quitting your quits
and love will never pass by
but with open arms waits and sits
make the decision to trust your fall
for love will never hurt you at all
until you leave its side to be alone
in the darkness upon your shattered throne

see the light
it calls and it fights
it shines only to be bright
immense light of all lights
in you
arms opened
it sits and it waits
until you plan the dates

____________________________


time is on its way
to follow as i stay
a mirror passing by
each reflection asking why

to each is sent a lore
souls burning core
brought to lights shore
and shown theirs more

since im constantly being done
im a deed
and sense opposites make for fun
i can bleed
though in between the sounds
i plant thought seeds
complete as every round
rebirthed myself for needs

start anew
fresh morning dew
soon to be taken by bright sun
which from dark will only run
and from which light can only arise
emitting soft rays forever
all this seen through devine eyes

__________________________

i am the lost
i am the found
i was always really there
when you turned around

it wasnt a trick
it didnt have to feel sick

now im the product
________________________


_________________________

i love being able to connect with people
to drop any games
defenselessly sit by your friendship.

were all ships.

either a relation ship
maybe a friend ship


do you relate?
do you befriend?

how do you comunicate with other vessels
to have a strong signal"
a pulse within

are you hiding yours
is it lost searching
can others feel it


my generator is hydrolic silence
points as sharp wine
you bend or disolve
but puncturing in
intoxicate your soul too no end
break through leather skin
find light through batterd tin
disregard thoughts for sin
you know you wanna fly
free from within
when your ready
ill exicute the timeless bin
slow but steady
sneak out the back
you'll see whats too lack

__________________________

is it that time again?


lending foreground towers
sit apon lotus flowers


have you heard? have you heard the word...

so suny rise cream top fillings
with blue boggled melting figurines
overslop by masses of control quantitys
quivering with slober dreamed hospitalities

awake you beatufiul creatures

give rise to what you are
give rise to who others are

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have you ever slept through layers
summed up emotion control prayers
did you find yourself too far
assuming past your planed destination
wiggling wires spark silver conversation
stall an fall to hesitation
but forget your endless task
behold a key to that faceless mask
feel the bright sun basking
it was only your hesitation asking
layered dreams sound sleep
no matter if you leak or keep
tasking your oblivion into deforce

all along merely minding the force
from the soft
dazzling star lit source

______________________________

stared at the process sum forgot
until it was forgotten


well it goes like

rays as sand waves
tides as primal sighs
as old as the new to deny




the most unmotivational thing is
forgotten

shy awaay shy away
do not shine your shy to say
soon enough soon enough
youll grind the edges smooth from rough


if its for pleasure
make sure to precisely measure
if its for need
to only yourself you should plead
change from dense into daylight
from mass intro to free sight

smell that?
that kinna... smells real?

____________________________

vanilla runs through these seldom driven corridors

confess years apart from when

deflate plastic obituarys
with anger thrust clanging
give way too giving away
make futures for our flowing desire
give rise to helping a rise a new vision
new found
no need for freedom
when your already free

no need for need
when theres
no seed too feed



ill be ready to give birth
to allow this journey fulfillment overhead
no longer stumble to fall
only stumble to crawl

face it
your out numbered


YOUR DAYS ARE OVER MATT!
ha ha ha ha

overthrown
and overcome

behold the defaulty
frost bitten cosmology
the ice age is over
you thawed through thought
only to have brought

your being in content
with absolute consent


________________________________

. sought after tides
belong only as sighs

hold onto this one
and youll give up the next
no striding
only flying
and if not air born material
then sprout new wings
learn these endless melodies
. lyrics of joy
contemplating not
at last living as if alive
instead of playing dead
instead of having said
loving without a thought of why
because i know
. i know
we must let go
because i know without a thought we die
i know this cloudy vision is a lie
. but without our goggled mind
it would all just make us blind
it would make us too powerful and yearn
thus we must all slowly learn
how to coupe with such tremendous vibrate feeling
how to love , .let go. , and face our own self healing

lies will no longer bound you
these worded wounds in your head will soon have found you
listen to yourself
they attack scramble disorient
. until i sound you
. until i bring you back

your given your thoughts to protect you
like a mother cradles a baby
like your soul reflects the view
. evening dew drop melting clue

. vibrate sounding light rays
meld through and through
until you give up the ultimate sacrifice
until you give up

.
. you .
.


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everything keeps telling me

its real.
its real.

its ok. reach out

you can feel.

its real...


watch yourself so you do not force
loose control of your bumbling frame
love is a feeling of giving pleasurable bliss
to share is to receive electric unicorns kiss

its real.

i can feel.
i can apply the softest pressure excursion
gently arouse winds to blow the clouds
cut through misty stagnant electricity

what happened here!
this boy was healed
this boy happens to see fear
feeds it soul steak grinds
to keep it unattractively clear


ohh you diminish me
ohhh you relapse my raping
my mental agonized faking

fade to my shelter no more
stray from your own lies
not mine.
stray from your own path
not mine.
but i will always light and shine
a path between our lightened minds
a pleasurable mess
its easy to confess
a reliable need
wind blown seed

its real.

to speak from within is to become
to speak from silence is to succumb
to rise beyond wires forever
feel the winds of change
change again


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ive been out all night
laying brick roads between blends
housing small children from the winds
ive been feeding the hungry vampires
carousing energy feast of lust
dowsing mental accuracy at least
how have you beento work and back again
to feed your hungry mouth once more
to work and back again
to sleep and forth lost once more
having a costly forgotten sore
needing to pee
needing to pee
my.. how we all have to FUCKING PEE!!!!

slaves to our needs
slaves we keep to feed
salivating good dreams
reaping our sown strings

someone once told me
shit happens

like he was the only one that knew

and i told him over and over

that people like him were new
to the whole
mind freedom abominations
mindly seldom destruct occasions
know that they know
before you know
of them flowing
into any reality
besides you own
waiting for a new fatality
keep going keep going
keep strolling and strolling
down those long brick roads

ill be at every end

ill be by every friend

like i was them when they were me
cause its all about letting them be free
free as you let yourself be


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silent lambs in the hall


i love the feeling of sneaking through a quite hall
not only for the sheer pleasure of slowly going somewhere in excitement
but also for the better states of soul slumbers
connected with the hall as well

penetrating vibrations shatter into weightless flow
body moves as it needs too
explore the happiness you feel
with this kind of input you can sit back and let
the motive move you on waves from the suns kiss

sounds like an equation

but with feelings like these

to not explore
would be thinking yourself out
of new extensive sensitivity
you can hide yourself farther and farther
and you can become dark and gloomy
as you loose yourself
you'll have to forget regrets
you cant be caught without reason
so you'll catch yourself
in your own snare own growing hair

how is your hair by the way?

is it facing the trails deriving from your thoughts
youve colored in numbers the only thing you can
lost the will for reaching out
youve trimed and youve crooned hopelessly
every last hair

youd better step away from the only frame holding you up
that mirrors got along way to go before you wear it out
its got alot of projecting forms growing
youve planted and youve harvested a mask
with it on no one will ever ask

they'll already know

so step back
sit back
hold back
all thoughts
let it grow how it wants
only conform to its needs
a stray?
lead him back to the field
let him know he can wield
the infinite tools
of cosmic debutant rules


let all wield the power
of silent tip toeing slippers
wings of wind follow you in
and cary you out
without a single doubt
youll caress yourself
moment by moment

if necessary
thoughts to feelings
feelings to pleasure

pleasure to content desire
of where you shall be going
release will be for your finite liar
when you reach your room
your home
your bed
in which
you and your soul wed
no need to wait for night
or for anything in sight

practice makes perfect
till molding ends up decayed
and your practice is floating silently away

____________________________________________________

sleeping allows you to vibrate naturally
re-energizing important portals in your body
from wich you drain energy

dreams are just the cartoons you watch
while your getting your mold fixed
at the jiffy soul station

but you can change the channel

you can even become the director

____________________________________________________

the fair IS hell. mammock;;;;;


i went to the fair today
it was weird

i just sort of floated around

one place to another

i felt so disconnected with the whole atmosphere around me
which let me maneuver through the madness

tears where in my eyes
but my eyes were dry
if eye contact was passing
it was unrealistic , vague , and strangely dizzying
every now and again there were those ones
they'll stare just as deep as you
an only get just as far as you

they must see me


the gambling men and women machines of free form speech concentrated through work
they even know

they look in my eyes
they let me pass like a ghost

but the few and brave
there always willing to die
id hear a thought falling apon me
and id wink at the projector
theyd always crumble and counteract
with embarrassment suddenly pillowing through speech
speech directed no longer through me
but at the crazed hundreds drooling control

even a man
with a walkie talkie
. . .a sparkled badge of some sort
who caught me
where i shouldnt be
where no soul should ever have to go.
he knew.

he looked in my sun baked eyes
to find the stench of laziness
and asked

"Hey ! whatre you doing back here!"

he already knew
and i could tell

im just trying to get by i said
just trying to make my way through

"your not allowed to be here..."

im sorry.
i promise to stay clear

"alright."

the whole time
he didnt take his eyes off of mine
maybe two blinks

i know those locking eyes of power
i did not blink
i could hear the pictures on the curtains of his mind

he was just trying to get by too
just trying to make his way.


ohh dont take it in any way
i had a blast with my niece
whom i saw when i met up with family
me and her went off to go use up the rest of the tickets
everyone else got tired too quick
shes 7 ? maybe 10?

well the poor girl talks and talks and talks
she has no clue what shes saying
but she says it anyways
i can hear her though
i can hear through the fog
the emotions and feelings behind it all are ecstatic
she knows somethings going on
and that little chatter box is buzzin what that brain cant figure out

well i figured it out

it is in my eyes.


i can only tell you if you look into them
you can only know if you look through yours

____________________________________________________

the mirror reflectant

haha
so i got bored.
it happens.

i somehow ended up in the bathroom in front of the mirror
talking to myself about how mirrors reflect anything possible
i didnt even notice i was talking to myself untill
i noticed i was in front of the mirror

odd. how did i get here i thought
oh well no harm done...

so i continued talking
untill i really did something odd

i was talking to the mirror me as if it was a different person.
there was no word hallucinations, nothing going on that i wasnt doing.
but at the same time, i coudlnt figure out which one i was

was i the person standing in front of the mirror
or was i the reflected entity
as real to the eye as any thing else

can i project feelings to this entity
and be the recipient at the same time?

i tried anger at first. its very simple to stumble on.
i yelled at myself, cursed the figure in the mirror as if he did something horribly wrong.
he didnt do anything but stare back at me
although he looked sad.

i smiled at him
he smiled back

i told him how much i loved him
he giggled.

and how one day id take him away from all this madness
and treat him to a kingdom of fruit baskets and fields of daisys
he smirked...
but somehow knew that i was lying!

how did he know? i pondered
maybe we were the same entity

but how can something the same be two
but.. wait..
I wasnt even there
i was semi floating
a spherical perspective viewing a mirror into another dimension
i wasnt the mass of skin, bones, and muscle tissue
i was viewing him, but was not him.

in that world.. was a guy
standing there. staring at a blank wall

so i wasnt the person in the mirror
i was an observer
i was his subconscious
he was my product of being.

i apologized for lying
and then mentioned to him that it was time for bed
he turned off the light switch

and i was the person again
in the dark
wich ways the door?
scrambling with no sense of direction it finally was felt
and i exited..

man, that was strange

i guess when a person of infinite possibilities gets bored
something bound to happen.

______________________________________________

like i said in a post earlier
its like trying to eat grass with your toes.
dont denoune it all so easily.
spirituality comes and goes for some
others they practice and practice

well sit back my friend
practice while you do
while you are being in life
through the things you are and become

i was told,
its always darkest before the morning
an that this too will pass
it can only,



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OfflineAdamist
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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Monkah]
    #1040698 - 11/10/02 12:05 PM (14 years, 1 month ago)

Your so deep I got lost in your post.  :laugh:

Good stuff. 


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Monkah]
    #1040707 - 11/10/02 12:19 PM (14 years, 1 month ago)

Cool! I nominate you for Monk of the Monkth.


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OfflineMonkah
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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Adamist]
    #1215861 - 01/13/03 09:09 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)


i decided to post a few new scrambled words. enjoy =)

________________________________________________________________


i am the lost
i am the found
i was always really there
when you turned around

it wasnt a trick
it didnt have to feel sick

now im the product
___________________________________________________________

if  it was circled could i get situations
where i wasnt microscopicly in name stations
how it always falls back to demands
is beyond my releif of comand
but to fertilize these friendly lands
lush forest from dry sand
to become united as one whole
would be the purpose for our goal
but to live and love
on velvet wings
of a dove
and fly away
us two together
decieding to stay
would be an incident
on behalf of our inner selfs
to come out independent
sealed forever
united in our paths wichever way they may sprout seeds
our fealings that of joined lovers making sweet sweat beads

________________________________________________________________

the same way your attaching knowledge to words.
symbolism cast dissaray over knowing directly
from the soul what the spirit forms out
a godly abstract entity
the entity from wich all comes and all returns.
love to hate,
micro to macro,
finite to infinite,
and spiritual blocking
to knowing directly an unquestionably
from the souls intent.
ego is the personality traits, every single last
opinion (even the one about this your having) (and the way im forming this paragraph),
its the way we see things through with the importance
of rituals to suite the self in any manner,
the way we manage our conection with god directly.


religiousness acts as a perception of dusting off
our link with gods intent. 
the monks of tibet take a bodhisattva vow
the buddha becomes that vow
the buddha says that everyone is a future buddha.
jesus said that every one is the son/sun of god
and was made in the image of god.

anything you take from this should not be thought
about in words, it only abides your egos
intuition towards gratifying the self. 
such words were an act through me brought on by
a series of occurances that places me looking
at this screen

_______________________________________________________

that kamakazie stance
buildin up that hellish
non endin avalanche
people be spittin out
all kinds of rants
talkin bought what kinna shit
they need to advance
put on nice pants
roll on over to the next party
scope the view for a chance
every one starts feeling like
dead hively ants
till they learn the
cosmic mantis dance
of high energy screams
of thirling non abrasive means
to spread these delightful beams
and see how many times this can seam
like to no avail it leans
toples eventualy and comes clean
only to enjoy the build
off the next chapter
spread in the middle
between pages laughter
laugh at things unsaid
things that you would find aberrant
and at most the usual dead
laugh with things that are alive
about being cognitive of an ultimate surprise
about being aware of the next awareness lies
to share these pigmented dyes
as golden sunshine guides
that light and stride
what from whence we hide



_____________________________________________________




maybe it wasnt quite clear
im here alone without fear
i need not a companion of reasurance to guide me by my hand
and in the fashion you walk it makes the toil bare sickend lands
take a stand?
only if you can
ill be in a daze playing down layers
watching you pass on as a see stayer
  i have no broken task to clean
my viscious discusion you say is mean
well back off ,
find your source of disgust
remotely remove all the dust
im no handy tool for the fool
i dont need my time wasted
in learning how everyones got their own thumbed view to rule
im over that and in fact
over effect of infacts to distract
an visusalality can casualy be intact
while insanely rumblin through my own slack
but the meaning of substantialism
should not be mixed with realism
when i spout out the words
that i could care less
in the most important ways

_________________________________________________________________

tickled
im just that
anoyed
around and around
im just that
  blue
hue of my clue
im just that
  guy
over in the corner
examining the world
over  and over
leaving my self for the deamons
over and over
leading myself astraly astray from reason
to fix this
  broken contraption called    matt.
if my wish was as true too be
then id purr at your leg a        cat.

_________________________________________________________________

im not anything without you
hes abstract particles wishing me fair well
im slowly being lifted from a dense mass caused hell
watching as a flower blooms for us
intuitive renunciatory reniuting reanimating rumination
shines you warmth
but much easier for you than is for i
our outcomes the same
and faded will all walk
no longer with legs though
intuition throws away the key
for as long as you
for as long as you
ill always be a lazy fool
who apreaciates his few seldom views
who uses renounced guides like this
for my souls climax clues
once your over the edge
theres no coming back
theres no leaning back on yourself
or any elf thats S 'eE
reguarding you'll return
just as you where before
to the clouded eye that is
but to the luminous vision
a bright mass of buzzing energy
rippling through time effortlessly

__________________________________________________________________



im tierd of all these heads screamin silence
when inside lurks this plague called mind violence
you cloak these lies with your ignorance
these weedlings sprout endless rants
of mind ambivalence
these warnings heed not anything from the advance
for only burning in the hells of our own mind can we learn to chance
and strive for inner self romance
the peacefull stroll with
acceptant abeyant aberrance

__________________________________________________________________



i lost my shoe
hes screaming for my feet
he doesnt have a clue
i can hear his crys
he cant hear my good byes

__________________________________________________________________

.
random intervals spark thoughts ablaze
peakin awareness in an endless daze
bright is the view of a hundred dots
forming to create these chaotic plots
fathom the spoken words
of the feathers along birds
treat the silent decent
as a long momento for the recent

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in your mind you choose what to do
in mine i choose to look at
  a blank palette
  and be content
its a peacefull reflection of
how calm we can be
reverberating and constantly
reminding the next seconds
into an infinite space

conjunction with others
a feeling and sense of well being
consciousnesses all reminded
each to their own
  of the one task at hand
to please one another

the reverberation of
    an infinite
            simplistic
                          grin
                    :grin:
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properly keep attacting yourself...

i dont mind' watchin
the religions or idealism's
claim their calamities against me
  they remind of the mind
of how to a servant you must be kind
but alas no one seems to rewind
clear out and learn how to find
they just remain a servant of the mind
they just remain unkind

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maybe ill post more later? this seems to be enough.  dont need to drown anyone now eh? hehe


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Swami]
    #1217166 - 01/14/03 09:45 AM (13 years, 10 months ago)


i wrote this when i was about 14 after coming down on some acid and crying the whole time for no apperant reason.



I do not wish to write
words make me sick
but i think in words
so im incredibly ill
and there doesnt seem
to be a cure
so well trained
i think only in their language
so well trained
i feel only what they've let me feel
so well train
i am
i am
what
i am not
they never see me sneak by though
and havent caught me yet


it was a glimpse into my future. a fore runner of being by way of poems



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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Monkah]
    #1218506 - 01/14/03 05:44 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)

The art of life resides in the talent of the artist, what more beautiful than a talented lover of life who makes art. Your poetry gives a deeper and greater sense of feeling and imagination to the world. I love your poetry, and I am so glad that you are able to share such beautiful writings and feelings with me and the rest of the us. Don't ever give up cause we will all feel it. Thank you so much for sharing!


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: tEarDroPsAlaModE]
    #1221623 - 01/15/03 03:43 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)




i dreamt i was a dreamer
that dreamed impossibly alive
dreamt alive and vibrant
dreams of dreaming dreamers
that dreamt they were alive
to dream the dream


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Monkah]
    #1240694 - 01/22/03 06:56 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)

Yet another beautiful poem by Monkah, but this one written for me!

mind rumbling fumbles
hair caught up in trials
looking beyond
I see theres no more miles

look as far as you want
its only yourself you taunt

look as far as you need
ignoring your hungry mouth to feed

at the bank of a river
you hear something slither

the snake of denial falls short
but you, you've already built your fort

armed and ready only the wind can touch you
but thats all you need to help you pass through

throughout your search you'll find
its as easy as singing a song
the one that you've known the words to all along

at first you were only humming
trying to find the tune
just as the sun reflects off the moon

and so the song of light was found
reflecting of my soul in the sound


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: tEarDroPsAlaModE]
    #1240845 - 01/22/03 07:44 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)

dreamy, very cool, the qaballah is a great inspiration to you I can tell. How was it again the first beginning of the self? I could relate to what you wrote earlier about philisophical expressions and this not beeing the place for these post. Literature of all kinds ARE philosophy. There is no more or less anywhere else. Everything we know and consider to be philosophy comes from books. So there you go...


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: ]
    #1240924 - 01/22/03 08:11 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)


Quote:

dreamy, very cool, the qaballah is a great inspiration to you I can tell.




ive never read the qaballah? and i cannot say i know anything of it and what is to be said of it.
what concludes you to say that of my writtings? i ask curiously.

Quote:

How was it again the first beginning of the self?





my rebirth anew? or my ever lasting death?

it was like sliding across warm ice carefree


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Monkah]
    #1240967 - 01/22/03 08:30 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)

The qaballah is the study of the 'self'. It's jewish. When great magicians started studying the qaballah they figured they should have something similar for themselves. That's how the whole lhp came to existence. Again I don't like lhp. Think about it.


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: tEarDroPsAlaModE]
    #1259248 - 01/29/03 04:07 PM (13 years, 10 months ago)

the post above this one was to some guy, who im guessing got kicked out?
and his post erased?
  it looks kinna odd just floating there by its-self.  :smirk:

i wrote this for a special person to me,
the only person who truly know who i am without question.
and for that i give her much respect! it wasnt an easy task.
hahaha
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the desired tantric river
some
sexual outburst
strange hue falls first
clouds the inconsistency with a motive
warming the vision to a degree
too swim in the river of vitality
though i must slay your worded mind
into a drunk silent kind
that makes you shine a reverent kissed key
legs tounged runs into a precious cum valley
the softest hard to fit tight
reaching into that climax fight
the one with you trying to hold on
while your body keeps flowing on
while vibrations erupt particle smiles
you let go
and flow on with your body.
into mine.
until they intertwine
come together and combine
an orgasmic sigh
a temporary relief in the sky
but floating softly down your skin
ive only to begin..
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use my poems as you like,    got a girl you wanna impress.
this one would surely do the trick. 
make sure she's interested though, or it might seem a bit um... 
                      stalkish.  :grin:


enjoy
 


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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Swami]
    #1325648 - 02/22/03 12:32 AM (13 years, 9 months ago)




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the sky is not the limit,
the mind beholding it so is
and the continuity of "I"
between thoughts of "sky"

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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Adamist]
    #1326368 - 02/22/03 11:59 AM (13 years, 9 months ago)




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the question
is not the problem
its the questioner
to ask is to recieve a distance
rewound sound bits resisted
if there is such a thing as enlightenment
it is to find there is no such thing
through loss of confesion
fallen from set relaxation
is gas giving you momentum
hence the hesitation
thoughtless fever induced
self continuation
to be free if such a thing exist
quit trying to be
if to see you need a key
see me laughing free
mind momentary to the contrary
thoughts burn like meteors
in the wisp atmosphere of being
if one falls through its not diveded or let land
it burns out into the blackest
of dark warmths
losing duality of forms
the question no longer permeates
everything you experience
its gone
and your gone
truely alone with nothing to know

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Re: a monk, of the ahhh' [Re: Adamist]
    #1727444 - 07/18/03 01:28 PM (13 years, 4 months ago)


i havent posted in awhile,
alot of things go round and i end up reading this site again.
amazing how one bored moment can spur this site and its excessive ideals.

any who, thought id share something i just wrote.
take as you please, give as you want

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Death has a dare
in every mans stare
the rise and the rode
have all but to bare
somewhere between hell
and that contemplative mode
locked in a shell
of ego mind load

Death has a gleam
in every mans seam
shown through the streams
sown tear lite beams

follow kind meadows
for her nature bellows
sweet sharings delight
of offerings that might
place two in the first
glance from life to birth
cheers ear to ear
smiling upon her sheer
beauty, hungry and waiting
lure you bird call baiting

I share the air
with whom i care
and that my fair
'eve upon with sun
flowers do sin
in love and fun
you do let me in
shallow yet begin
forms from care
lets flowers share my air,
evening sun whom i love,
and
sweet sharp silhouette they call a dove


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