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two movements, one design

so you've had enough


So
you've had
enough
neti neti
and the bliss is
wearing out
you're walking down
an unfamiliar road
and there is no turning back,
the road is disappearing behind
you with every step you take,

you're quite beautiful now,
you know,
your feet light as wings.

~~~~~~

when you think about it


when you think about it
you can't help thinking about it,
it's all you can do to muster up
the energy to stop thinking
but the thinking never stops,
it just draws your attention
like water inside a straw,
you suck in whatever it is
that pulls you, one direction and
not the other,

the light is green and you stop,
fall asleep at the wheel, wake up
and now you've caught in another dream,

you change your clothes, you change your lifetime
and you wander about the desert of your free association

you have given up your thoughts for another dream of
liberation and the shadow curls around your finger
as you point to your own demise.









— Kailashana, Jun 19, 2009

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weirdelf

weirdelf

16 years 11 months ago

the elegance of mathematical theory

with the eloquence of Bukowskie, and that certain je ne sais quois. What a delight to tune into Anna, Jess I am not right. I am just Jess, who stands up against all messiahs and lightning storms with a half brick in his hand
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

Oh, I just have

Oh, I just have conversations with myself, that's all. Like you do with your dragon and kookaburra... ;-) ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin
Seren

Seren

16 years 11 months ago

Anna ….. Jesus woman you

Anna ..... Jesus woman you can write .... but in saying that this is incredible .... Just like you ... I am always humbled by the words you write and I see you flying and wish I could soar with you , but that is the beauty of you , only one can soar the winds like you can Love Jayne x
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

You are the winds beneath my

You are the winds beneath my wings... wish I would have written those lines... but hey, at least I can borrow them. Love to you to Jayne, you look like a brunette Jan--a friend of mine from wayyyyyyyyy back. ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

You are the winds beneath my

You are the winds beneath my wings... wish I would have written those lines... but hey, at least I can borrow them. Love to you to Jayne, you look like a brunette Jan when we met--a friend of mine from wayyyyyyyyy back. ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

16 years 11 months ago

Fascinating Anna of the ethereal thoughts

You have caught the swallow as it flies, I have that thought from some poet I beleive, probably the Great bard himself. Caught us in your thin straw and we see and feel the place and the thoughts with you in such an ethereal manner yes this is poetry. Dear you Anna from Ann
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

One smile deserves another,

One smile deserves another, from Ann(a) to Ann. from Ohio to Norway, much love. ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin
A

Arrow

16 years 11 months ago

These are prayers, I think,

like so many of yours are. They remind me of not so long ago when I realized my life would be far less self-destructive if I stopped trying to fashion myself into something and the irony that I was more beautiful now, worn from walking, than when I was more objectively beautiful.
B

bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Arrow,

That is a poetic loveliness. Brian
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

It’s easy to be oneself.

It's easy to be oneself. It's difficult to know who to be. Love dear Arrow, makes the flight. ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

It’s easy to be oneself.

It's easy to be oneself. It's difficult to know who to be. Love dear Arrow, takes the flight. ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin
B

bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Anna,

Maybe secular prayers. Your writing is so fine these days. Like hair, stranded in the hand for a tinting touch and gentle stroke. when you think about it you can’t help thinking about it, it’s all you can do to muster up the energy to stop thinking but the thinking never stops, it just draws your attention like water inside a straw, you suck in whatever it is that pulls you, one direction and not the other, Brian
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 11 months ago

I sometimes like my earlier

I sometimes like my earlier writings, these seem so.... different. Less visuals, colour, sound. My poems I suppose like me are fading... ~A "There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic." Anais Nin