Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

don't take it personal
I post and delete all the time
I like slippery silicon documents
that appear
and disappear

I don't want anything permanent
I want to leave foot prints below the tide line.
I like to hit the delete button
and watch the photons scatter



Occassionaly I put them back if someone takes offense
I just don't
do
...
no more

I deleted a lot from this one cause it had to do with litkicks and I got no complaints about that place. I always get what I got coming.

this is your board you delete them if you want or think they are too inappropriate. It is cool with me.

Yes
giving up on philosophy
giving up on religion
giving up on haiku
giving up on Zen
giving up on enlightement
giving up on meditation
giving up on ambition
giving up on the Tarot
giving up on Osho

I got to walk a beach at Padre Island yesterday. FIrst time in ten years.
I made sure I had a pencil and some 3 x 5 index cards with me cause I had the ambition to write Haiku.

But it seemed so in authentic
all I wanted to do was fill my soul with ocean


Breathe it in
soak it into me
the steady ocean breeze
Save them for replay later as I drifted off to sleep
Breathing
Not paying attention
detached from sensory data
leaning on my driftwood walking stick
I finaly came around to picking up my pencil
and wrote a long word list of sensory data.





visions of kerouac
drinking himself to death
at forty nine


haunted by youth
he saw too much truth
she yawned

Memory Babe
He had a daughter
Baby Driver

something new
old
blue

yes
I shure would have deleted it again

if you had not replied

Reps
thinking about him

thinking about prayer wheels

Bill electric wrote something about never knowing what will come out
a writer never knows

YOu cecil got my number
long ago
an old fucking fool

but I think I could call myself just an old fool
or maybe a late bloomer

If the dalai lama don't meditate

why should I have too

I done my share
a million miles
or was two?

rolling meditation

know I idea what this all has to do with ku

I found this black dot
write at the center of my being
and it is swallowing me.

a death wish
a longing for peace
smoke um if you got um

more grist for the mill

that's it sooZen
I am done
done on the run
but done.

I wrote about five hundred haiku on litkicks
maybe one or two were actually ku
by accident

but I am done with haiku

It is more fun to read them
than to write them.
at least for me.

Just one more thing...

I wonder does this woman think I am hitting on her?

there is only one woman hereon studio eight who I have done that too

and she has more class in her little toe than I do in my body.

freud's breakfast
two over easy
passive sex a drag

"this is your board you delete them if you want or think they are too inappropriate. It is cool with me."

nope...not my board nor do i want to be bored, boarded or deleting anyone's stuff...

delete your own stuff to your heart's content.

How the dust flies!
Shaking my mop
into the sunset...Paul Reps

ashes to ashes
I am a dust bunny
in the wind

When Pigs Can Fly I will write a proper haiku.

I got no business on this board, but where is judih. A day with out a ku from her is a day without flowers.

deleted scenes
ways and means
don't mean nothing