Posts by Andy:
Never boring
“There is one thing about the inner world, about the inner journey, that is incredibly fascinating; it is never the same. We are changing, and this landscape inside is infinite. A little bit of a turn, and you see something completely different. The word ‘boring’ does not apply to the world within; never is it boring.”
–Prem Rawat
A Short List of Odd But True Things
1. Rubber bands last longer when refrigerated.
2. Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.
3. The national anthem of Greece has 158 verses. No one
in Greece has memorized all 158 verses.
4. There are 293 ways to make change for a dollar.
5. The average secretary’s left hand does 56% of the typing.
6. A shark is the [...]
Look At a City
I wrote this poem while I was asleep. (No kidding)
Look at a city
with all its
human complexity.
Then look at
snowflakes falling,
all so
intricate.
Now watch
the city melt
in the warmth
of your hand.
Clear Vision
“Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.” —-Carl Jung
How Can Your Hand, So Little
How did you get the stars
which
yesterday hung-up
in a loose night sky,
reclusive, remote, removed,
today
to join
in constellations?
How did you get the humid wind
that last night
carried only mosquitoes
to leave its rain outdoors
and breeze its way
past curtains and cradle
just to butterfly
your skin with kisses?
[...]
Time Carnivorous
Time carnivorous never ceases licking lips,
Biting away at me
it rips
me off
bit by bit,
thought by thought,
in chore and bore.
Tomorrow slithers by,
drooling over today’s mistakes,
gorging on yesterday’s ideals.
Feeding in frenzy
sucking sweet seconds
milking my marrow.
If I don’t watch it,
it’ll gut me.
If I do,
it’ll drain me.
Now
I’m telling time:
“Go swallow your own tail
and get off mine!”
Once and for all,
As far [...]
Hang on
“There is something that keeps happening in my good days and in my bad days. All the things that I call good or bad are irrelevant to the fact that something else is going on. The coming and going of this breath is automatic, and due to this magnificent thing, I am alive. All the [...]
