staccato syncopations

going into a Buddhist meditative state…done with outside interferences…the television…the cellphone…all kinds of electronic devices…dogs barking at cable-men carrying ladders and smoking cigarettes in the hot June sun….

thinking of peace within…what makes peace….what gives peace…where can I get some?…only from inside grasshopper…only from inside…

atop looking at the empty medicine bottles…the Depakote…the Seroquel…all gone…never quite did the trick…

not like 2000 year old words…or 50 year old jazz riffs…planted in the soul long ago…..Ornette Colman blowing magic through us all…to us all…just accept his mysticism…his myths laid down in staccato syncopations…blow daddy blow…

I rub the Buddha belly and find joy as I tickle stone….a joy of nothingness….just the Buddha…the breath…and the beat….

it is joy we all seek….it is joy….here’s to joy…..and peace…all from within…or is it….

humming along to songs…reading psalms…listening to quiet…pure quiet on the outside….and notes hit close to the heart…tugging…pulling….waiting…to strike a chord again…ahhhhhh….

going into a Buddhist meditative state….don’t stop me..

no tongues required….nor money thrown in a basket…just follow the air….follow the music…follow the poems…..follow the beauty…follow the peace….

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