Trumping my Self

Other than Self-Awareness

Resurrection

There’s the Crucifixion of Belief—

let me tell you a story

my forgetful

millen

nial

Unknowing Me

For the Isle of Patmos

T

h

i

n

g

s

are

vital

to trans

formation.

Such concerns will disappear in Self-

awareness

Ikkyū Parties Like It's Fūryū 1984

The Artificial Revolution

will be Stream-lined for 

The Fortunes of Our Future!

But true poetry

documents the fūryū
revelation

Now.

For Saint Kerouac

Honoring the Samsaric

Suffering Past

with its Sacred Karmic

Qualities of ultimate

Protectorship!

Call it Seeing

With the Compassionate

Eyes of the Going

Further Buddha.

When Lilacs Last

Walking in the great spring Greening,

I’m struck by the fragrance of lilacs

and all of the Springs of the past

begin flowing through the mind.

Some of them have names

and I could lose myself

in any one of them but let

the ripples wash right past me—

so none of them are turning into

sucking psychic whirlpools;

instead intent is coloring

the air with self-awareness.

It’s an energy that cracks

the rocks and reaches with a green

hand towards the springtime

purity of sunshine.

And the dust it leaves

behind is like a lilac

talc for this newborn

unborn song of self.

firmament

although

there is no state of sky

there are countless states of clouds

and clouds riding clouds is like a hurricane—

let it sky

The Butterfly Genuflection

but what causes the butterfly to flap its wings?

and if there is free will, what drive gave birth to it?

so if evolution is the driving force, what’s the engine?

then if self-awareness is the pinnacle of evolution, is awareness then its vast foundation?

if awareness and self-awareness is alpha and omega, is the universe just reflection in a mirror?