The Spirit Of The Slowly Moving Cloud

I name myself,
sometimes,
so after listening
to the computer radio,
I was sitting still,
watching
the gentle spirit
within,
who was moving through
the body/mind.

I decided on a beer,
because I think
that Dharma sometimes
becomes so heavy
that we should drop it.

We should obey stop signs,
so that we don't get busted,
but, otherwise
I wouldn't suggest obeying anything.

I'm sitting here
watching the slowly moving cloud
inside,
wondering what to do next.

The problem of what to do next
seems to be everybody's problem,
and it was my first problem,
and sometimes I still have trouble
with it.

Talking To The Dead

I used to think
that I could communicate
with people
who had just died,
but I found
that it's safer
to my mental health
to think
that it was just
a projection
of my own thoughts.

Patterns In Randomness

If we find
too many patterns
in randomness,
we are crazy,
and if we find
not enough patterns
in randomness,
we are crazy.

Crazy

My sister
has turned
my house
into a fantasy land
of crazy wisdom.

Try To Work It Out

We can
forgive,
but we can't
forget,
so try
to kiss
and make up
with the bad times.

Simplify

In this world,
the beauty
is in the simple,
and the ugliness
is in the grey blob.

Ping Pong

So a man
said to me
that Zen
was like ping pong,
but I didn't understand,
because
when my sister and I
played ping pong
as kids,
I loved it,
but only
when I was winning,
and since
my younger sister
got so much practice
playing ping pong
with  me,
she got much better
than me,
and began
to whip my ass,
so then
I quit,
and I don't think
that Zen
is like that,
but that kind of thing,
this winning and losing,
is what bothers me,
about sports
and art
and everything,
and Zen says that
the loser wins,
but losing
makes me unhappy,
so I don't really think
that being a pathetic loser
like I sometimes think
that I am,
is so good,
so that's why
I gave up ping pong,
but I won't give up
art.