Ocean Crossers

The greatest days of my life

Were spent elated

In the realisation of love

It was an adventure begun alone

Inevitably shared

Knowing you are gone

And knowing pain would follow

Completes cliches outside competing hearts

Beating fast hearing foreign stories

This is my new future

This was not foreseen

With the best memories fresh in my mind

I am now an aimless body

I don’t know what to think anymore

What is the point here again?

I feel like I found something far more important

Far, far more important

Someone the same

A quiet consolation

And whilst it is surely a question of when not whether

Meeting again is a matter of painful patience

So waiting is the balancing price

Patience played off against pride

My perspectives are altered again

Know what is best though

Push on, for if not dead before

It will be all the more worth it

Trust in time

This is impermanence

This is change

This is the way this wonderful world works

Before those days you never knew

Now rest assured in the knowledge

That you know her

And that in time

Love will really find a way.

Any choice is a wise one

Without concern for honour

I love freedom.

So here I am

In a new room

Encouraging freedom.

You must be free

You are a smiling and free human being

What a fantastic life

If I could see through your eyes

I would be viewing happiness

So be free!

If love
Then free

If in love

Then share brilliant freedom!

Coping with change

Naked claims

Highest heights

Direct messages and meanings

Coarse phone lines

Grins and smiles

Laughter and memories

Dusty air

Coping with change.

Kala Ratri

To speak bluntly

I know love.

From now on I know love

It really is as great as history tells!

So to speak bluntly

I am utterly in love.

I love you

I want to marry you

I want to have children with you

I want to laugh and kiss and celebrate

No doubt there is duhkha ever present

But with right approach, happiness can be all-encompassing

So surely we have found our right approach

Our skillful means

Our middle way.

We are equal and happy

We are sure

Sometimes stoic

Sometimes passionate

We are sure who we are

And what we want.

But now we are in the hands of time

That ever-present force

She will drive forward relentlessly.

So this is our night of time

What will happen when morning comes?

Will she keep us together?

You know I am hoping

Jm$-#m-,$-;-

Shes returning to the states.

So

Sure enough

How can you not love the woman of love?

This I have learned

With knowledge and expression of self-identity

One day we will stand shoulder to shoulder

Freely in love.

Yarke Dawa Nyis (Summer’s Two Months)

What did you ever want from love?

Whatever and whenever

Soon enough we will be saying goodbye

Once again goodbye to love

But from the moment I woke up

Under the cold of the fan

I knew you were the girl

Tsamling gi tsangma

Nga la khyering cigpo kapo yod
Danda yod ma red na
Dagarang nyima cig
Nga nyis sems cig chag gi red

Sems gi nang la shes gi yod

Yinayang des dus bar du

Je la jeyong.

Thoughts before leaving (07/06/13)

If a man beats his girlfriend, should she stay?
Even if she wants to, she must not.
This is life on the plateau.

Beyond sex and love
Every thought is an existential crisis.

Learning the Meaning

Practice the art of conversation.

Travel slowly, talk often.

Ask honestly, learn meaning.

Short Thoughts in the Long Grass (02/06/13)

Cheap laughs devalue people.

Magic implies social rules are applicable to nature.

Nuclear life
The greatest anticlimax.

Aphorisms on the Walk Home (31/05/13)

So you worry about the 'friend zone'?
It must be all that time you have spent in the 'no-friend zone'.

Personified perfection
An understanding of 'god'.

All I know is love,
Love and death.

London,
Life in Byzantium.

The truth about us

We are all androgynous to some extent
It is the concepts of masculinity and femininity
That determine gender and sexuality
We are all androgynous
So be free.

Greed

Fight for equilibrium

Not for power

You already have enough

Why do you need more?

Real Dancing

There isn’t anything beneath the surface

There is no eye contact

Nothing shared

Nothing learned

Nothing truly expressed

And in artistic freedom

We are captive

No penetrative understanding

For why we move

Why we form shapes

Why we grow old

Searching for rebirth on the floor

I once arrived angry to leave elated

I now in anger am elated to leave

What does dance mean to you?

Recognition?

That is not me

That is not the reason for me

I am fighting for expression

In all aspects of social interaction

But this is a common cause

Not a civil war

Fight for freedom

Not to be the best.

Nature, chaotic machine

Move quickly, spin and whirl into the depths of humanity

This is the time to jump and fly off the edge of shaking mountains

This is the one opportunity to soar and at once dive to the deepest depths

But not only this

The greatest of all is our foundations in love

And we have it all to give the whole world

To cancel out the fuck ups lest we become the fuck ups

To wish that even one more person could change their opinion of life as suffering or boredom

Run out and risk it all, for the happiness of humanity

Come with me, set up a free life whilst we still can

Before we are all bored and convinced possession is perfection

How can you own something when you are cradled in a land you do not understand?

There are no gods in this world of institution

Step outside, into the warmth of the sunlight

Wade through the snow

On the peaks of the earth you will find the face of god

Staring back at you from the depths of the star-scarred night sky

What is the use of life-saving medicine and amazing technology

If we are not using it to experience real life?

Lower your screen, and we will laugh together again.

Horses under a heavy sky

There is a field in front of you

And you are walking into a red sun

It is bright and you shield your eyes

There is heaviness in the air

You come to a stop and draw breath

Lingering smells remind you of earlier years

And above this golden playground

The crackling sky ignites

Shivers run from your soft, dirty footprints

To warm memories at the back of your mind

This is time working out

A natural affinity to your animism

No more grey skies and red bricks

Replace them with horses under a heavy sky.

Piquancy

I think be real to yourself

Don’t hate yourself

Consequently hating others

Our aspirations are all different

Well you wouldn’t dream of my dreams

And to me that seems impossible

I think be real to yourself

Because movement in one colour

Does not mean escape from another

Psychology is subjective

Binary conclusions are unrealistic

We float through existence

I am blue-minded in pink

Night-time skies alight

Framing reality in greyscale

The golden sun sets again

And in silence I roam through empty worlds

Wondering what death means

If anything at all.

To Sikkim?

You know what?

I might just leave for Drenjong

Wade through the hidden valley of rice

For a few months

It feels right!

And out in that garden

Where Indra kills

I’ll find some life

And bring it home for Dad!

Real Altitude

Remember this high

Ecstasy in work working out

In breathing in

A beautiful serenity

This snow has slowed me down

Essential meaning

Excellent nature in the night

Alive and wide-eyed

We make great leaps

Through history.

The Accumulation of Loss

Do you remember our sadness in the park?

Do you remember what it used to be like?

Now we are hard-skinned and turned away

And in our silences we watch how anger exists

And in our findings we become lost

So it will be, in aging bodies we will crumble

And our heroes of the past are grown out

The magic is lost

And my happiness contained

Is pointless without ones to share with

Do you remember our social disregard?

Do you remember what it will never be like again?

Once happy in the dark

Now in the darkness all left to remember

So I loved and once laughed at my desire

To “Never love like this again”

Dreaming of fields and upside-down skies

Running with scissors, crying together

And in those days, God knew us all

So we were always found out, parents or else

In joining up, in kneeling pains

We are now silent and careful

All shrieking is in fear, no loss of patience

So childhood was once excellent

And adolesence filled with love

Now we are adults

And life is filling up with loss.

Those moments of inspiration

I think you understand me

In our silent breaths

We hunt down truth

Deep in these mindmaps

There is an ember being ignited

So in these moments

Let that lack of oxygen

Flow deep below

This wind will change

But not before your thoughts explode

And sleepy hazes

Turn to moments of clarity

This is the silence inside us all

As we sit, and wonder about sleeping.

Conquer Alone

You were wrong for me

But when I said no one else is right

I didn't realise the truth

Would be this lonely.

But fuck that shit
Conquer alone.