Tuesday, November 04, 2008

hide and seek

metal
in space
drifting
trying
to find some
jupiter
to be a moon
for

but
slowly i leave
and this system
continues


i carry with me
an explanation, and
some astronomical
drawings
and
i play music
beautiful music


to show the person


who finds me.




3 Comments:

Blogger joocy said...

We all randomly roam in this space in time, seemingly seeking.. sometimes hiding, in anticipation..
We randomly collide- We may call this act 'finding'.

They are Conspired Accidents..

Yes, we all carry these gifts -flowers of beautiful thoughts, mysterious secrets, and magical tunes - to be unveiled with collision.

But what are all these that we carry? Cos eventually anything that we carry, even those we think are novel, praiseworthy and valuable can only weigh us down.

And one's heavy mind cannot maneuvre itself to meet the will of Conspired Accidents.

And inevitably suffering follows.

Buddha's teachings base on Formlessness and Emptiness. For only utter acceptance and non-resistance can break us away from this chain of chaos.

*joocycism*

12:00 am, November 18, 2008  
Blogger Ilia said...

I found you, SEXY Buoy!!!

Oh yeah!

Collision is what i do :-)

beautiful poem maite.

but.
i Am sorry - Joo has written an even more profound response. In fact its more than profound... its pro-pro-pro-found!

She has words like
- conspired
- praiseworthy
- inevitably
- chaos
- resistance
and finally... my favourite -

***Buddha!!!***

How cool is that!
i think we should all aspire to that kind of level of writting!
i think you need longer words in ya poems man.... to make them more profound.
and more poetic.
or is it poetical?
i dont know which way i want to make it?


Love the fact that the blog is resurrected!!!

more blog-terrorism for me!!!

8:47 pm, November 20, 2008  
Blogger Ilia said...

Certain things need re-itttttteration!


One of them is......





*****Buddha!!!!!!!!!!!!!*****

11:59 pm, December 09, 2008  

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