nothing up my sleeve

i am the green leaf turning red.

i am the eye without a head.


i am the dew point underdone.

i am the ever-present sun.


i am the world within the rain.

i am the resurrecting cain.


i am an adam and an eve.

i am the nothing up my sleeve.


i am the clarity of now.

i am the pure before the pow.

dream is seeing

i am rock, i am scissors, i am paper

i am that eye of non-identity within don draper

we come to nirvana by means of sam's club

there's no better wisdom spoken than: shut up!

survive and thrive, above all love

this line is now your dream too

the seeing of the dream as dream is seeing

when the going gets tough, who's going?

out with the old; in with now

freedom's just another word for nothing left of you

write a one word paragraph on truth: no way!

love doesn't move in mysterious ways;

the mystery moves in loving ways

the psychological sky

i am the psychological sky that wakes beneath the night of stars

i am the returning clouds of colorful memories

i am the deep blue well of seemingly limitless emotion

i am the body of the ground, an itch of leaves, a tingle of the grass

i am the river running through it all, peak consciousness of mountains to an infinite awareness in the sea

great god chile pepper

i am the great god chile pepper

hotter than the thought of hell--

because i'm real,

not mentioning the bliss i am as well

dreaming whatever

i am the man of la mancha

in my play of lila

on the stage of awareness

directed by maya,

that's me!

i am being dreaming whatever.

today i am the terns of august.

i am that which dreams this.

i am nothing

divided by one

equaling two

to the power of ten thousand.

god of heartfire

i am the god of heartfire,

goddess of ten thousand

blazing veins of love,

yogi of that holy

yang of arteries,

and blessed saint of blood

the holy who

i am the silence

before the light of dawn;

i am the yawning

of the rising sun;

i am the one

that walks the morning dew;

i am the holy who.

singularities

i am the sound of space,

the vision of ten thousand

gravitational singularities,

the touch of carbon,

taste of gender,

smell of manifesting

the crazy wave

i am the roundabout of bliss,

the carousel of kiss,

the tilt-a-whirl of love,

the crazy wave of dove,

& the ferris wheel of endless wonder!

no less

my right arm is

the river

& my left arm is

the sky, no less!

my right foot kicks

the core of earth

as my left foot rests

on emptiness.

of loves a lot

i am the knight

of white light

and full compassion,

the lancelot

of loves a lot,

the guenivere

of fear no fear,

the arthur of awareness:

om!

the rippled waters

breathe in - i am - breathe out - who am i - breathe in - i am - breathe out - who am i - breathe in - i am - breathe out - who am i

i am the wind of awareness, the seagull of being

i am the boat that floats on the river of now

i am the croc that rocks in the cradle of a northern heights of blue imagination

i am the duck of illusion

i am nothing seen below the surface

i am summertime and the fish of intuition jumping

i am the rippled waters of who am i

summa

i am the green grass

god of a rounded robin,

the sun-dazzled devi

of an oriole om,

the virginal vagrant

of a dovetail doe

non-doing, summa!

that's all

right here right now

i am that

infinitely wise and heartfelt

being alone

resting in awareness

blissfully

living me one-pointedly

in this holy emptiness

of suchness

shanti

shanti

shanti

namaste!