WAR BIZ

Who makes baby gore
run out red on mama's clean floor? Who makes a business of war? Who killed them-
why?
and what for?
You can call me weird 'n throw me no bone
but, you can bet it was not the work of a lost rollin' stone
and you know it was not the act of a soldier, some kid actin' alone
it was a whole society of killers; not just their hired drunken army
who think difference enough reason to hack off a branch of the one living tree.
who fear so deeply they lose touch with plain reality; send death wishes across a wide open sea aimed at people...people...who with two hands, two feet, two eyes and two ears, yearn just like me.
This song's not a-pointin' at anyone else you can see it's a sad song- the saddest on Earth-it wonders only when will we show we know:
what they want and we want are the same
Yes, what they want and we want are the same Yes, what they want and we want are the same
-to be free 

The Proper Mode

All of science and mathematics and technology put together will never bring a human being closer to understanding how the world, or any part of it, operates.

  
And, All the world's religions together could never bring a human being closer to understanding how the world, or any part of it, operates.

The great teacher, Gregory Bateson, once stated that all of mankind's 

problem's are traceable to one thing: the difference between how people think 

and how nature operates. That is what I am talking about. The best thinking 

of man is always off base. The good news I have for you is that man can be 

shown how to think in a new way. And, the funny part is, the teacher of the 

new way is going to be yourself as shown in what follows.

Human beings are given an intelligence that operates precisely as does 

the whole of nature. In that mode can we know, finally. That is the mode of: 

Know thyself. The most obvious is overlooked by science and religion. We 

humans are not separate from nature, but inside it. The way it is organized, 

no one will ever understand the world by studying mosquitoes for only 

another mosquito can know what that existence is like. But, duh, we can 

study ourselves, each one a scientist in his or her own right, and realize that 

we already know. By knowing me, truly, I know the mosquito, the eagle, the 

elephant, and all other men and women. If this sounds too simple to be true, 

let me assure you that to know oneself is a mighty undertaking. But that 

should not prevent an effort to do so since nothing else even has a chance of 

showing us how much we have thrown away of the original gift we were 

given with our first breath of life. We all agree that the ocean is made of tiny 

drops. It turns out to be so that the ocean is inside the tiny drop of water as 

well. Do not take anybody's word for this, find out! Know thyself.

I Am

passionately dizzy on love:

If you do not know the first thing;

it does not matter what else you know.

And, If you do know the first thing;

it does not matter what else you know. 

When It Comes For You, No CHOICE

Oh, man, oh, woman, is there any subject you do not decide about?

Is there, I wonder?

Some phantom that decided all about you?

If so, do you feel its existence?

Is it present for you now?

Rapping At Your Door?

Does it seem to you that when you make the slightest effort to grasp any pinch of its essence you lose touch with it?

That's what I'm talking about. The weirdest stories are the best ones.

This one's so weird that it makes it known that God and No God amount to noise.

It is written, I Am

simply respond, U R

It would be the nature of what it is that is not ours to grasp.

I want to leave with

It's Your Friend

makes sense of all the rest.

Life has been described as a chain of events 

a chain that I alone must break...
because I think about me...
and forget about we...
thereby creating the chain
which is broken the instant it is seen
and what remains, tell me,
my little one?

you will be treated to spectacular sunsets....

And, you will be treated to spectacular sunsets....

I have been in Monteverde, Costa Rica, in the cloud forest for about four weeks and two days. I have remarked to people here lately that it is definitely the case that I feel healthier here than back in Austin, Texas. Never think of even an aspirin. I move around easier, feel a spark unknown before. Creativity is at a higher level.  Finishing my play came so fast and easy and certain.  When it was done it was obvious to me. More clarity, I would say. Just generally more aware. At first I found it kinda spooky.  But now it is just what it is. So, somebody asked me  "You do know you are in a Blue Zone here, don't you?"  What's that, I replied. Well, they showed me there are five Blue Zones on the planet and Costa Rica is one.  These are places where people live longer.  People in Blue Zones reach age 100 at ten times the average rate. Why?  In Costa Rica studies indicate it is happiness here that makes the difference. I believe it. Can you even imagine what I am like when i am happier than I am  in Austin? You know me.  Can you imagine that? 

Google Blue Zones. 

However, do not move here and bring unhappiness with you. Listen I have this notion that if we visit and feel better and go from here anywhere and we intend to make the places we go happier places we will have tuned into the vibe that has made this place a happier place to live. Coming back once in awhile should also help. We will know when it is finally okay to move here. Don't wanna bring them blues to the Blue Zone. Music? That's altogether a different matter 'cause when anybody sings the blues they cannot help getting happy. Down here you can just decide to stay that way. Still, you can sing the blues, just don't talk them up too much. What am I talking about? I don't know. Come on down!