Who heard the who?

wHO HEard wHO....where are u.. (Well i suppose no-one if no-one wants to do 2...) what? A hat - dew u hat that? where? Did you say here? when? Did you see a hen? who? Oh ho the who. What a show. Musing on nothing Not a thing. No thing. Nothing. No, I mean the concept of nothing. Well, it is subjective, isn't it? But how can nothing be subjective? In fact, if there could be nothing, then how could there be a thing who knows no thing? Nothing is nothing but a concept. There is no vo-id anymore (if there ever was) and the oz is oh so low... ..(on the totem pole).. the shapes and ratios are so much more... ....so much more to live for..... . . **************************************** I Choose-2-Choose Life - What do you Choose? ****************************************	A thought on ideas Who owns an idea? Once its out, then its out. It cannot be owned, but can be shared. Same goes for a concept. Once its out, its out. . Beyond control and ownership. Its an idea for heaven's sake. . It lives on and is constantly being... RE-shaped. . It is not MI-ne. It is not yours. It does not belong to h-IM. Nor to hER. If it belongs to anything it belongs to us all. . Anyhow, who can really own anything at all.... ********************************************** * Small Who How small can it go. Infinitely so? How go so; how go so small. Art is small and big and tall. Art is all. Isn't it? Well maybe not all..... .....but it sure is a ball. Good ole art.. full of heart.. ....well..... Once its out, then its out. Be a who----who chooses to ......choose life... .. .
pass thru me if u please - Pass thru me.....i won't re-sist; mass-less bullets and harmless fists. Pass thru me if u please; ideas, and waves, & spirits tease. I won't resist...all u whos; i let u thru....do what u do. Pass thru me...be on your way; out to sprout - peace all about? Pass thru me to plant some trees; trees of love; trees of peace. Pass thru me if you please. In one way and out another. \-o:-:o-/ o:-:o :-: : ....Heard from the sidelines....... (death of a pompous who who knew nothing but fear) Who says: What....where are you? What hides. The pompous who screams: What - get out here now! But, What resides. The fearful pompous who cries: What....where are you...you are mine... Oh but, What denies the fear of who and all People Proclaim: "we refuse" The pompous who dies and so goes fear. For What decides - not some fearful pompous who. Boo-hoo pompous who - you don't decide even if you say you do. There is always at least 2 in time, and as long as there is life, love refuses fear!!! The unitary executive is only imaginary and will never be....time moves on and on & on..... :-: Is the sun rising or setting? Is there a difference? It is not a line but rather a circle. Simplicity is the answer. It is the most complex. Nothing is Everything. Love is both. :-: There used to be a Poem here entitled "Wrath of the Monks" (or something like that) - what i want to say is this: I still have this Poem -- in fact, this poem is in my heart because that is where it shall reside so close to me that i want to keep it bottled up so that the sentiment does not turn into something else.....but the energy, oh the energy....remains forever....and i will remember No matter what - there is a little bit of it in me and i will keep it bottled up. I like it there. Plus, let me say, unlike Mr. Zero i have no harmful intent - i am local. "Local" not "loco", but even if "loco", whats wrong with that????? Love is the bottom line, and no matter what we all have love even... Mr. Zero: Mr. Zero exclaimed: You Two - I mean U 2. I got something to give to U. Do U want it? Ha. Ha. Well you gonna get it. Whether you want what I got or not. I'm givin it to ya. Ha Ha. U2 looked to me: What should we do? I looked up, about, and around then yelled at the so-called Mr. Zero. What kind of name is Mr. Zero??????? You a fool because if you a zero then you ain't got nothing to give. Not even nothing. You know what you are. You nothing but a teeny weeny itty bitty speck of an it. an itty bitty utty mutty oony loony loonitary unitary nothing all by your lonesome... & We don't want what you givin. So there. Bully. In fact, starting yesterday we gonna make you go away. Far away to another place where maybe you gonna learn something about nothing ...later you itty bitty stink of an it. Don't worry Mr. Zero - we all know you don't exist...... **************************************************** ********************************************** Saying: "Let us take the 'war' out of awareness". Ain't this obvious. What are we fighting about? Since when is a fight "good". I'm tired of senseless suffering of innocence --- aren't you too? My sentiment: lets talk, lets go, lets walk to & fro. Lets work together. Lets make things better. Lets make Peace. Time is of the essence. {0}-<o>--{}--<o>-{1} Her Him mi-re:er-im You know i love U, don't ya? there was a who who one day mused: i'm a who who wants too.....im a who who wants to do who wants to do better and to learn something new im a who who is cause i know that i don't know all there is to know im a who who loves to choose & i choose us i choose PEACE i want my soul 2 have dominion over my thoughts but that is it; All one can own is 1's thoughts -but once their out, then their not 1's anymore ********************************** but i say: get em out anyway.... We all, each of us, have limits & are limited but we can do so much more if we work together... (We R "K"onnected by the River In-Between)
(IAH - In All Humbleness......) My Integrity Challenged, My Dignity Diminished; Yet I will remain: Firm in stance, Steadfast in intent, Resolute towards & In search of.... I will continue to learn; I will be hopeful; I will be mindful; I will keep on... ************************************************ Its Time** Its time we let go Its time we say no! Its time we left coal. Its time - don't you think so? Who thinks these days? Me, you, any-who? Who wants to learn? Who wants to burn? When the "New World" was found. Blood was spilled on the ground. The blood of the innocent - Holds power reminiscent. Reminiscent of a better time. When love was true and gold but a hue. When women and men knew. Those times seem to have departed. But they will return because.... Love is true and so is two. Two who know. Hold each other so. Cling to love. As if from above. Two who know. Understand below. Recognizing Mi-Re will sow. Better times in tow. Better times - on the way Its time for a new day. Its time for better times So says Mi-Re....so says my ray..... ************************************************ Big & Small MIght be RElative to All Ordinate & Subordinate are Subjective & Objective her to him : him to her RE-MI : MI-RE 2-Trees for Peace & Harmony Can it be? We shall see. ********************************************** Whose Who? No Not True. Not Whose Who. Boo-hoo. Boo hoo whose who. Hu r U 2 U? O no matter, I love 2....&... I have a poem for you...... ************************************************ i wonder why; i wonder who wonders; i wander wonderfully well; o 2 b a walking wandering who who wonders true; a whistling wandering wonderer who walks wanting wonder; don't we all want to wander, whistle, wonder, & walk peacefully. so much better if done together...........so much better if done together.....
This is my take on how things are "Konnected"…. . Us humans are part of an intricately woven environment, and we have arrived at this moment because (so far) we have fit. But, the environment is a finely tuned shape of magnificence. If we think it "revolves" around us, we are done for... If we forget how connected everything is, we become disconnected ourselves collectively and individually (imagine that). Then, we no longer fit in, the environment responds, and, humanity is diminished.....possibly all the way to nothingness... *Wake Up and Sense the Connections…..* *Time is of the Essence.....*	. Us humans are part of an intricately woven environment, and we have arrived at this moment because (so far) we have fit. But, the environment is a finely tuned shape of magnificence. If we think it "revolves" around us, we are done for... If we forget how connected everything is, we become disconnected ourselves collectively and individually (imagine that). Then, we no longer fit in, the environment responds, and, humanity is diminished.....possibly all the way to nothingness... *Wake Up and Sense the Connections…..* *Time is of the Essence.....*