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Ashtavakra Gita Verse 1:18 revisited

1.18
“That which has form is not real
Only the formless is permanent
Once this is known
you will not return to illusion”


Brahman or God absolute unmanifest,
is luminous darkness, tightly packed and still,
pulsating with potent power, whilst at rest,
wherefrom all worlds are created by His will,
bubbles in space-time, where desires are addressed,
whence the love dove perches on soul’s window

'Wonderful World' Revisited

  ~ To the tune of Sam Cooke's 1960 hit, 
           'Wonderful World,' aka
      'Don't know much about history...' ~


    Don’t know squat about biology
    Same is true of trigonometry
   

Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation redux revisited

Prolonged offal bout courtesy constipation... redux revisited

Upteenth instance where yours truly
experienced assault upon hindquarters.

A worse hellish fate than perdition
and the closest in the throes 
of agonizing death scene rendition
stabbing sphincter muscle spasms 
wrench yours truly 
analogous to contortionist,
who presents convincing torturous scenario
even absent primal screams
readers or eavesdroppers
envisioning his twisting and writhing 
as if body frankly

Gonifs and gossips revisited

Gonifs and gossips revisited

since originally being crafted
approximately half dozen
dirty deeds done dirt cheap years ago...

Abound and lurk
within every nook and cranny
analogous to some annoying pest
harmless though one reside here,
when off his meds goes berserk
here at Highland Manor Apartments.

They snatch and snitch packages -
meant for other than themselves -
think Grinch who stole Christmas
plus snoop, i.e. eavesdrop
big

Room Revisited

C-oming
H-ome
A-gain
R-eally
L-ets
E-mpty
N-ook
E-xperience

P-ure
A-nd
S-olid
C-heerfulness,
A-s
S-orrow
I-s
O-ver

©bfa051725
Monocrostic (Birthday of Charlene Pascasio)

Written in Response to Pensive Solitude on The Eve of This Night Revisited

An outcast this night,
I mournfully sigh with gloom:
but, I make war, fight!
to defeat my rising doom,
and defend my haunted tomb.

Grief Revisited

(A lone voice whispers)

Every clock in here 
Even these old white wooden ones

As they tick so regimentally
Reminds me of you

Every single second
Every single minute 

Carries luminescent memories 

Of all the wild but lovely things
We used to do together 

As they suddenly manifest
Like a magician's trick

Of pulling a red rose 
Right out of the blue

And if

AM PM Revisited

I wrote this on a bus ride through the city
An early morning excursion with no sleep
A chance encounter flooded by unknown 
Original reference AM/PM 26 years ago 
The gritty rhyme blindly spoke for itself 
Like the back of a smoke-filled jazz club 
Notes transporting me to another place 
Destination decided with no destiny 
For certain

Happiness Revisited

When I was born, my parents rejoiced,
My feeble cries, their sweetest noise.
A sheath of joy embraced their hearts,
A love that never would depart.

When I wed, two souls entwined,
Our faces beamed, our hearts aligned.
Though life's road was yet unclear,
Happiness whispered, always near.

When our children graced the earth,
Their smiles were joy of boundless worth.
Even miles apart, their

Hades Revisited

Having less
suffering more
Doors were slamming
wolf at the door

Arriving first
finishing last
Spiraling downward
— perdition recast  

(The New Room: February, 2025)

Silliness Revisited

An army of mites reside in our lashes
With mouths and tiny claws
Along the road to human evolution
This was surely a major flaw

Astronauts strangely can't burp in space
What useless dribble is that
Felines can have over one hundred kittens
Now that's one pooped out cat

Some atheists put up Christmas trees
An identity crisis for sure
A cow can poop up

Marley's Ghost Revisited

If it isn't my old friend Ebenezer,
why you ugly grizzled geezer!
Have some tea (or soup) of barley,
This is your pal, Jacob Marley.
You needn't be so ghostly white.
There is no reason for your fright.
You've been reading evil books.
That explains your worried looks.
You won't hear rattling chains or moans.
Your business practices, I condone.
Money's good everywhere, even heaven's

1856 Revisited - PART TWO

I said, "let's do this" John said "Okay , if you'd like to follow me"
And took me downstairs to what seemed like a medical facility
There were about five others in the room waiting for me to arrive
I couldn't help but wonder if I'd get out of this experience alive.

They started up a strange looking machine

1856 Revisited - PART ONE

It's been just over seven months since I fell off the roof
I'd never believed in miracles, but they happen I'm proof
Apart from a limp when walking I was feeling quite well
And that I'd suffered a horrific injury you just couldn't tell.

Life returned to normal, and my physio was pleased with me
She said, "It can take

SILENCE REVISITED

As I was walking in the silence of the morning..
thinking of a friend who died…shedding a few tears…
I started thinking how my relationship with silence has changed over the years.

I have stood mesmerized…in a field…surrounded by the silent falling snow….
I’ve watched the clouds silently change shape as across the river of sky they flow.

I’ve laid

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