Three coins tossed at once; each coin is given a value of 2 or 3, depending upon whether it is tails or heads, respectively. Six such tosses make the hexagram. Some fortune-tellers use an empty tortoise shell to shake the coins in before throwing them on a dish or plate.
A Sonnet Lipo-gram No Letter A
Flyby moments of springtime, sweet impress
deeply rooted in the feel of the skin
Discern the hour of its serville prowess
then bloom with kindrid spirit, be its twin
Flowering florets with midget whole buds
sendings shivers down your comfy dorsum
Sleep inside this hothouse with silent thud
then rouse gently, like the weightless vellum
Time for betterment is here, find your pound
weigh it in, turn the compost of your plot
Let bygones be bygones, cover the grounds
with redress, then grow your own blessed lot
Hold the tortoise shell, put three coins in it,
then consult I Ching, the way you see fit.
over there..>
lost time leaking away
collapse not into temptation
grant me/us peaceful solitude
deliver us/me from erratum
inert/confined/lost
entangled in a weary knot
buried in dusty debris
suffocated by icy cobwebs
burned & frozen
begging for deliverance
longing for liberation
yearning to be untangled
thunder over water
deliverance?
lost life leaking into the past
<..over here
Ancient ones present me the wisdom
Allow me be influenced by the intuitive I Ching
Fall for nothing, stand for something
I value myself too much just to be someone's fling
Always portrayed an instinct to do the right thing
Gift me with sapphire instead of a diamond ring
In the 80’s my shoes had the fat shoestrings
Miyamoto Musashi taught me how to be a victor
In the literature of the Book of Five Rings
Never to sure what the future may be delivering
Elevate my awareness, I continue mastering
At times reality can be very frustrating
I imagine conditions could be worse all things considering
At night, if you're really quiet you'll hear the ancestors whispering
Inciting truth, knowledge, balance, and understanding
It's a shame people find being ethical challenging
Some say everything is everything
A lyrical concoction I'm propelled to bring
As I listen to the Carolina Wren sing
An eternal optimist I am, one day closer to spring
Hey, it ain't a lie, always look on the bright side of things
Could be a lot worse
Could be riding in a hearse
Little things count like the sound in your pocket of ching-a-ling
Hello,
hold the phone
My girl Friday is here,
and the eagle has flown
Got an increase in my cash flow;
now I can do some things,
the weekend's here, lots of places to go
First I got to swing by my buddy's house,
find out what's coming in, what's going out
I'm holding all the cards,
got my hand on the kitty
Time to get hustling,
time to get real go gitty
Before the next move, gotta take a quick time out
and enjoy the sound
Cha-ching,
that's the sound that your pockets sing,
Cha-ching,
it's the sound of a cash register ring
Cha-ching,
I'm tapping on the glass ceiling with my bling-bling
I get to briefly see what the other side of life is like,
got me another chance to drop the mike
But I gotta move fast,
make the money last as long as I can
A poor man doesn't get to live the rich life often
Cha-ching,
oh yeah, look at what a little prosperity can bring
Cha-ching,
makes you wanna buy the big meal, and eat the whole thing
Cha-ching,
I love scratching the surface of the glass ceiling
with my newly bought diamond ring
The deceitfulness of money
Lures people in
Like a prostitute lures men
It appears as a best friend
But on its shoulder is
Disrespect, arrogance, injustice
And don’t forget it doesn’t lend
It’s selfish an avaricious
As it shows off its richness
It trades its denomination for
Big houses, big cars, trips and vacations
And power
Which has no patience
It doesn’t wait
It doesn’t sleep
It thinks
Who will I walk on next
With my feet
The feet that kick the poor because
They’re in the way from it getting more
It ignores the needs of those knocking at the
Door
Because wealth is the only thing it stores
The deceitfulness of money
Is like honey
It’s sweet
It meets
All needs
Just know
That it only honors
Greed
Good and evil exist like
Two sides of an arrowhead
Like crime and punishment
Mutually support independent industries
A man divided is never whole
Nuclear fascination, molecular fireworks
The atom split, armaments deferred
Duality rings
Like chains waiting to be broken
Releasing man
Into spiritual adulthood