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Array ( [sid] => 60159 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Everything is nothing (In a good way) :) [time] => 2004-08-14 22:38:40 [hometext] => This is the last poem that I will post on this website. I am moving to California tomorrow and will not have regular internet access. Here is another classic spontaneous poem of mine. Be True everyone. [bodytext] => Don't spoil urges to speak by thinking of excuses not to.
Spoiling, spongues, it's likely lovers will meet.
And looking further, there is a song telling destinies story,
and it is a never ending song,
composed of every note and sound imaginable,
and more even.

It's a wonder to listen to string strummed harmonies,
and beyond that,
a silence underlying memories of feeling
pervading it all.

Don't stop to read.
Listen to what is being spoken through the words.
Underyling again.
A simple heart felt strum.

...........hummm................

Again, the silence remains,
with a blank page waiting.
It's ok to slow down even, and notice softness,
but don't stop.

The beauty comes within a reminder that truth is already speaking.
No need to keep up though.
That would only spoil the experience.

The point is to do nothing,
to say nothing,
and to be nothing,
and then to step away and notice what this nothing is.

Sometimes a breakthough will come,
but don't get too excited because it doesn't matter.
Nothing matters, and yet everything is beautiful.

Don't attempt to try to express it.
Be Still,
dance,
sing,
fall down,
let your voice crack,
slow down,
speed up,
rejoice,
and fall into an empty space.

All without judgement.



P.S. I would like to take this opportunity to express my appreciation for the true writers on this website, the writers that don't just write about the same thing. I am talking about the writers that truly express themselves and do not conform to anything. It is these few select individuals ( and you know who you are) who have expressed a quality of truth, honesty, realness, and depth in their writing that has allowed me to enjoy so much of my time here in the last few weeks. When people are aware of the truth in themselves, and express it in their lives, (like these writers I am talking about) other people will notice it. What I appreciate is the relationship between myself and these writers, because we are all connecting on that level of truth that is common in all of us, which unfies us, despite that fact that we have different styles of writing, or different expreiences that have influenced us. We are all different manifestations of that truth, but when we express it uniquely, we are connecting to the source of everything and everyone.

As Always,

Be True,
zenmind [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 21 [informant] => zenmind [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
Everything is nothing (In a good way) :)

Contributed by zenmind on Saturday, 14th August 2004 @ 10:38:40 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Don't spoil urges to speak by thinking of excuses not to.
Spoiling, spongues, it's likely lovers will meet.
And looking further, there is a song telling destinies story,
and it is a never ending song,
composed of every note and sound imaginable,
and more even.

It's a wonder to listen to string strummed harmonies,
and beyond that,
a silence underlying memories of feeling
pervading it all.

Don't stop to read.
Listen to what is being spoken through the words.
Underyling again.
A simple heart felt strum.

...........hummm................

Again, the silence remains,
with a blank page waiting.
It's ok to slow down even, and notice softness,
but don't stop.

The beauty comes within a reminder that truth is already speaking.
No need to keep up though.
That would only spoil the experience.

The point is to do nothing,
to say nothing,
and to be nothing,
and then to step away and notice what this nothing is.

Sometimes a breakthough will come,
but don't get too excited because it doesn't matter.
Nothing matters, and yet everything is beautiful.

Don't attempt to try to express it.
Be Still,
dance,
sing,
fall down,
let your voice crack,
slow down,
speed up,
rejoice,
and fall into an empty space.

All without judgement.



P.S. I would like to take this opportunity to express my appreciation for the true writers on this website, the writers that don't just write about the same thing. I am talking about the writers that truly express themselves and do not conform to anything. It is these few select individuals ( and you know who you are) who have expressed a quality of truth, honesty, realness, and depth in their writing that has allowed me to enjoy so much of my time here in the last few weeks. When people are aware of the truth in themselves, and express it in their lives, (like these writers I am talking about) other people will notice it. What I appreciate is the relationship between myself and these writers, because we are all connecting on that level of truth that is common in all of us, which unfies us, despite that fact that we have different styles of writing, or different expreiences that have influenced us. We are all different manifestations of that truth, but when we express it uniquely, we are connecting to the source of everything and everyone.

As Always,

Be True,
zenmind




Copyright © zenmind ... [ 2004-08-14 22:38:40]
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Re: Everything is nothing (In a good way) :) (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 15th August 2004 @ 11:10:07 AM AEST
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I liked this very much and we will miss your voice here...


Re: Everything is nothing (In a good way) :) (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Thursday, 19th August 2004 @ 02:38:42 PM AEST
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NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! DONT LEAVE!!! I'M GOING TO MISS YOU ZENMIND!! I am probably really late in writing this, you are probably in California right now.. But I shall write anyways.. May your words live long, my friend, and touch the hearts of many... Beautiful last submission... You have ended your time here with grace and utter perfection... Dearest ami, I hate the fact that you are not here with us any more, but it was wonderful getting to know you through your work.. Never change, and always keep writing... Your talent will take you to many high places, I have no doubt... Once again, thank you for sharing these masterpieces... You shall forever be remembered as the great poet that you are... You have a place in my heart, Zen, as a true friend of mine... Have a splendid and happy life in California... all my love and blessings to you, dearest Zenmind. ::sobs:: Miss you already!

your eternal friend and fan,

Fleur (Stephy)




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