If I do not choose to have faith in the human being, life is only an acid apprehension.It is unlivable. By rotating the angle I
Étiquette : peace
Frail Feathers On The FLoor
When I’m overwhelmed and suffocatingYour words … Claiming inanity, this is what I always do.For there’s not enough space within meTo let your words unfold
Down Gossip Abyss
A few nights followedNow, in front of your feet,the chasm begins to open. A few faults, a scree, and here, it presents itself to you.
Silence Overcomes (Quote)
There is nothing silence will not eventually overcome.There is no phenomenon language cannot lock up and wither. FJ July 2021 – All Rights ReservedArticles are
The Borderless Territory
The border does not mean anything to the cloud.It feels no contemptAnd no pity It simply moves over the border without noticing it.Concepts are borders
Underneath The Path Of Fear
From the obscurity of our nights, what we callDespair, absence of meaning,Is the most beautiful quest.It pulses along with the forgotten heartbeat of our childhood.
The Prayer Of Milare Solsimi
Guitar strings blow a magic bubblewhere useless and destructive wordscan’t get in. It only takes a few seconds for the bubble to take shape.I wish
Already Satisfied – note
You’re not in controlTake what you haveDon’t grab what you don’t haveAnd know that what you need will comeSo naturally you might not even notice
A Wide Wide Heart (4/4)
Not expecting anything,Insight may arise. She realized thatIf she had been standing there,Ready to jump in feet first,It was not her heart which had been
A Wide Wide Heart (3/4)
Both hands in the pocketsTo clasp in the center of palmsThe object of her faithThe echo from elsewhereSolutions from here… A soft, velvet pebbleHas gone
The Koan Of My Life
The koan of my life, up to now, is as follows :‘How to be a wandering monk without being a wandering monk ?’ How can
Deceit
The scattering of arguments, and the multi-directional approach to argumentation,even though those elements may be rhetorically acceptable,are often a major indicator of the lack of
Substitute Nipple And Marine Universal
Long have I lived in the outlet storeOf assembly-line music,There, it filled meWith ethereal echoesConcentrated syrupEmotional quicksandHorizons to follow,Facing overwhelmed eyes. I understand now that
Where My Heart Is
My job, my love, my life, here it is :How much of an ignorant fool must one be To search for any meaning elsewhere.Where my
Sitting and Whipping
We need to sit a simple zazen,To allow space to insufflate.A ‘strong zazen’ is a constriction,The spirit of peace cannot squeeze in. A rigid and
Notes & Silence 