madness as a profession

madness as a profession

A Poem by paul

no sail for the wind
madness in the street
love in retreat
the buildings practice zen

© 2010 paul


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. ahhhhh ... you speak the language of the soul and how ... 16 words to embed in my mind ... with 16 million images only you could find ... remarkable profundity is not even the dust beneath your feet ... oh, this poetry you write ... is oh so neat ... the emperor of brevity ... i salute thee ... yet again ... your presence is humbling ... your poetry even more so ... shine on, coach ...

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Hehe, the title grabbed me first. You know, I do admire how you can say so much with not so many words. This is awesome. Truly awesome.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I do love the zen. I want a zen room now, hmmm what can I do to get myself a zen room?

With Love,

Jaidyn

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- oh - this saunters out - right through the little key hole - and wanders streets - with the wind - it absorbs a million shades of color - in a million dimensions - it breathes in the soul - it swims in the heart -
- you are the master, mister - and i agree with serah - and bow to thee -

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intense meditative piece~

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this is a history

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They do actually practice it, we just don't understand the dialectics.. Great thoughts.

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. "the buildings practice zen" ... is utter profundity and depth in skill and sensitivity ... you are an astonishing philosopher and poet ... unmatched and extraordinary beyond extraordinary ...

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. ahhhhh ... you speak the language of the soul and how ... 16 words to embed in my mind ... with 16 million images only you could find ... remarkable profundity is not even the dust beneath your feet ... oh, this poetry you write ... is oh so neat ... the emperor of brevity ... i salute thee ... yet again ... your presence is humbling ... your poetry even more so ... shine on, coach ...

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