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Wednesday, August 10, 2016

And God Said

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And God Said
and god said
if life were a riddle
I'd have to        split
myself                 apart
just to figure me out
and    meanwhile
I'd be gone

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Zen on Ego

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Zen on Ego
the subtle and illusive
assumption of existence
a starting place
for other thoughts
an assumed reference-point
the thought of "I"
the "I" thought
where division begins
and wholeness breaks apart
dividing our world
into names and things

Monday, August 8, 2016

Do You Know?

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Do You Know?
do you know
the self before feelings
the self before plots and threads
the self that cares not and cares most
the self that twists and thrusts
the self that simply musts
and wanders
through the blood
of a turnip?

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Heart Now In

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Heart Now In
stop chasing love
stop chasing beauty
stop chasing quality
stop chasing the value
it is not ahead of you
it has nothing on you
it's all in your heart
as soon as you
are no longer
looking for it

Saturday, August 6, 2016

Angelic Dust (a poem by B. Dean)

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Angelic Dust
the wisdom of no-time
operating in motes
quarks and the etheric

faster than speed itself
with the precision of no-mind
angels giddy with grace

taking forms to tease
forming realities that please
bringing gods to their knees

Friday, August 5, 2016

Hello Now [companionship] (a poem by B. Dean)

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Hello Now (companionship)
today I returned
to the present moment
after a long train
of images and thoughts
and as if once again
encountering an old friend
I said out loud "Hello Now"

self-encouraging all
entrances into this,
the present

Thursday, August 4, 2016

An Arbitrary Love (a poem by B. Dean)

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An Arbitrary Love
it doesn't matter
what one focuses on

it doesn't matter
what one writes down
yet take heed— take heed
these moments are sacred
they reveal your excitement—
your everlasting preoccupation
with all that is possible

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Eternal Divine One (a poem by B. Dean)

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Eternal Divine One
the wonder of life continues
and like an eternal slide-show
images come and images go
and whether my emotions
are triggered or no
beneath and within me
the beauty of the known
and unknown flow

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Meditation Poem (a poem by B. Dean)

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Meditation Poem
no circuit
no connection
no circle
will ever be tighter
cleaner simpler
or more profoundly quiet
as that with self
with only the one
to recognize itself as such
and none anywhere
to compare it with

Monday, August 1, 2016

Must Needs Flow (a poem by B. Dean)

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Must Needs Flow
it is impossible
to think oneself
out of a feeling
one can only
feel oneself
out of a feeling
into another feeling
like water
it must needs flow

Sunday, July 31, 2016

More Bent than a River (a poem by B. Dean)

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More Bent than a River
the heads
start their thinking
and egos start stinking
agendas start cranking
our rivers start bending
our ways stop their mending
our minds start their spending
of time on what might be
instead of what is

Saturday, July 30, 2016

The Center of Time (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Center of Time
with my body as clock
please let me live
at the center of time
in that motionless space
where nothing prevails
surrounded by activity
witnessing all there is
in stillness, no hurry
for anything to happen

Friday, July 29, 2016

Oh Clever Poem (a poem by B. Dean)

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Oh Clever Poem
bereft of real meaning
full of intellect about the about
conscious, deliberate
ushered forth by a contaminated mind
confined to all that it thinks that it is doing
so as to barely do something else

Thursday, July 28, 2016

Sometimes Beauty (a poem by B. Dean)

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Sometimes Beauty
sometimes
beauty
makes
the center
of my head
ache

where tears would be
but will not come
where breath would be
yet this was taken

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Fits and Starts (a poem by B. Dean)

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Fits and Starts
question and answer
beginning and end
post and comment
fits and starts

these all dissolve
beautifully into one
(a one with no parts)
when we let go
of our heads
and enter our hearts

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

This is This (a poem by B. Dean)

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This is This
to feel what I feel
to be with the feelings
to stay with the truth
to accept the turmoil

all without identifying it
all without knowing

embrace it
be with it
this is this

Monday, July 25, 2016

Wrinkles (a poem by B. Dean)

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Wrinkles
no-one owns awareness
there is no history
of awareness
there is no product
of awareness

no motive in it
no reason for it
it never resides
it never abides
it never surfaces

Sunday, July 24, 2016

Spectator Sport (a poem by B. Dean)

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Spectator Sport
waiting FOR something
waiting FOR

take away the FOR
and experience eternity
(waiting for nothing)

watching the dust blow
across the sidewalk
smiling inside

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Only Here, Only Now (a poem by B. Dean)

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Only Here, Only Now
when I split myself
feeling so far away
wanting what's missing
I watch my pain
from a distance, thinking

this, the problem
that arose when I first assumed
there is another life somewhere

Friday, July 22, 2016

Resemblance (a poem by B. Dean)

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Resemblance
there is nothing
more beautiful
than witnessing
an idea of a person
step aside
that love may prevail
with all its
unconscious intelligence
and all the time
still resemble
a human being

Thursday, July 21, 2016

My Yearning is Full (a poem by B. Dean)

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My Yearning is Full
my yearning
is something full
the yearned for
(however)
will never exist

all in order
to keep me alive
and alert to possibility

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Enlightened Midas (a poem by B. Dean)

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Enlightened Midas
the only way
to turn base metals
into gold
is to realize
that everything
is this same base metal

there is no
greater or lesser wonder
it is all the same

Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Beautiful Awakening (a poem by B. Dean)

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Beautiful Awakening
people who focus on
and care for their souls
carry a special beauty
around lingering about
glowing and exciting
radiating with wonder
a universal innocence
the eternal origin
of every world

Monday, July 18, 2016

Lost and Found (a poem by B. Dean)

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Lost and Found
I am not anything
that I aspire to become
I am in no position
that I dream of
I only have what I am doing
which isn't mine at all

Sunday, July 17, 2016

It's Only Reason (a poem by B. Dean)

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It's Only Reason
listen my fellows
and you shall hear
countless stories
that bend your ear
and listen
keep listening
and there will come
the only reason
it's done and done and done

Saturday, July 16, 2016

Maybe Next Life (a poem by B. Dean)

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Maybe Next Life
someday I will be able
to appreciate everything
without having to write it down
words having become
bothersome
and an insufficient form
of celebration

Friday, July 15, 2016

One Two (a poem by B. Dean)

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One Two
two and two
should never have been
put together

in fact, there are never
two twos
only one two,
always the same two
eternally the only two,
just one two

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Prabagananda (a poem by B. Dean)

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Prabagananda
Prabagananda,
like most Tibetan sages
is an advocate of love
and so went commercial
with the best of intentions

however
his marketing staff
continues to insist
he change his name

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

WWTEB (a poem by B. Dean)

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WWTEB
why would timelessness ever bother
to figure anything out?

why would timelessness ever bother
to pick a winner?

why would timelessness ever bother
to have a problem with itself?

Tuesday, July 12, 2016

Everlastingly (a poem by B. Dean)

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Everlastingly
everything has
the same significance
but love
which transcends
time and space

embraced
in a single moment
it emanates
everlastingly

Monday, July 11, 2016

One Hand Clapping (a poem by B. Dean)

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One Hand Clapping
if one hand
in the forest
is chopping wood
with Buddha nature
before enlightenment
and nobody is there
to carry the water—

does the hand
make any noise?

Sunday, July 10, 2016

A Responsible Do-Nothing (a poem by B. Dean)

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A Responsible Do-Nothing
he aspires to become
the most responsible
"do-nothing"

embracing non-doing,
an unconscious intelligence
responds wholly
to all dimension
effortlessly loving
this deeply detailed
dance of the divine

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Feelings (a poem by B. Dean)

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Feelings
all feelings are right
right and true, truth
an expression of inherent
value, values and valuing
of diversity and preference
heart and path

all feelings, yes
real and true

Friday, July 8, 2016

Shorter Amazing Taoist Prayer (a poem by B. Dean)

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Shorter Amazing Taoist Prayer
Thao (Tao)
( shorter amazing taoist prayer )


Thao (Tao)
the less I do
the more
thao accomplishes

Thursday, July 7, 2016

Thanks and Gratefulness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Thanks and Gratefulness
the spirit of thanks
is strong this morning
and throughout the day
gratefulness will warm
the hearts of many

hearts centered
in one divine
eternal fire

happy thanksgiving

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

Buddha Brow (a poem by B. Dean)

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Buddha Brow
leaning towards Buddha
the Buddha
(unbeknownst to himself)
studies a pamphlet
on meditation
with a furrowed brow

to be that close
to doing away with
measuring distances

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Ones and Many (a poem by B. Dean)

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Ones and Many
simplicity and duplicity
are responsible
for nature itself

all minds ultimately
surrender to this
sweet sweet paradox

kept alive by the heart
and the breath taking one

Monday, July 4, 2016

Thinking (a poem by B. Dean)

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Thinking
thinking only matters
if I talk myself
into action
*
beyond this
it is a refuse heap
of reflections—
mirror images
of an un-lived possibility

Sunday, July 3, 2016

No Real Gap (a poem by B. Dean)

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No Real Gap
all that survives
is beauty
it's the only
that forever still
finds a way
dark corners
ever trusting
itself exists
never fear
crossing over
one heart

Saturday, July 2, 2016

Trust All Life (a poem by B. Dean)

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Trust All Life
imagine being so confident
that some sort of life will continue
should you do your identity in
and being willing to accept
whatever that may be

Friday, July 1, 2016

These Words Reveal Nothing (a poem by B. Dean)

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These Words Reveal Nothing
The most that can be said
about life
is that
in its study of itself
it MUST come up
empty-handed
in order to remain free

Thursday, June 30, 2016

The Zen of Abundance (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Zen of Abundance
claiming ownership
over the product of
one's own actions
and naming a price
is the same as
making oneself small
for the promise of
becoming big

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Belonging [a short poem] (a poem by B. Dean)

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Belonging (a short poem)
there is no known
all that poses
as the known
is assumption
and consequently—
yes, it's true
arrogance

human nature's
sad sad stand-in
for belonging

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Zen on Love (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen on Love
there is something
at the heart
of all things

deep empty full
alive simple vast
sweet innocent free
courageous profound
still perfect clear
lovely loving love

Monday, June 27, 2016

Nothing Between Us (a poem by B. Dean)

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Nothing Between Us
I am not you
and you are not me
and I needn't go
through you
to find myself
because of where we both
eternally emerge from

Sunday, June 26, 2016

Pure Consciousness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Pure Consciousness
I'm putting together an audition
for pure consciousness
when I get it totally together
I'm going to perform it
in the hopes of getting in

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Hoopla (a poem by B. Dean)

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Hoopla
all beauty
will not fit
on this page

all love
will not fit
on this page

this doesn't mean
I need to change
the world

Friday, June 24, 2016

Now Now (a poem by B. Dean)

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Now Now
life is much simpler when
you stop trying to figure it out
so don't listen to this poem
not even for a second trip through

Thursday, June 23, 2016

An Unforgiving Push (a poem by B. Dean)

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An Unforgiving Push
behind all my thinking is
an unrequited love
an unquieted soul
an unforgiving push
to DO in order to recover
what god only knows

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Best Idea Ever (a poem by B. Dean)

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Best Idea Ever
I was going to say
that I get more excited by ideas
than I do about people

but people are the best idea ever

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Galaxy Dog (a poem by B. Dean)

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Galaxy Dog
consciousness eternally
makes use of
available resources
to value itself
imagining light refracted
jagged mountains
gentle streams
blue skies

and bright yellow
baby chickens

Monday, June 20, 2016

Dabbling in Ruthlessness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dabbling in Ruthlessness
anything beyond
the present moment
is an argument

a play for power
a gamble with
what will remain
a mystery
a dabbling
in ruthlessness

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Dropping Desire (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dropping Desire
dropping desire
is the only way
to fulfillment
(desire being its
obvious absence)

okay now
read it again

as many times
as it takes

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Behavioral Heritage (a poem by B. Dean)

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Behavioral Heritage
responsibility
knocked at my door

by the time
I answered
I was someone else
having no recollection
of any behavioral heritage
genetic or otherwise

Friday, June 17, 2016

Perfect Mystery (a poem by B. Dean)

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Perfect Mystery
at the center
of all—
perfect
and mysterious,
an un-accumulating
consciousness
ready
without wind
or rain
in the wind
and the rain

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Zen Tiger (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Tiger
nature is no less itself
for being a miracle
of consciousness

the tiger
no less a predator
for somehow knowing
it doesn't really exist

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Non-Doing #36 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Non-Doing #36
always occupy space accidentally
and make successive dimensions proud
for how they all reflect their mother
and the sheer frontierlessness
of the everlasting moment

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Peaceful Zen (a poem by B. Dean)

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Peaceful Zen
let go and let god
let go and let self

this is peaceful
this is zen
this is you

let go and let you

Monday, June 13, 2016

Crown Chakra (a poem by B. Dean)

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Crown Chakra
happily ever after
just entered my crown chakra
and sprouted so many petals
that I couldn't get out
to save my mental picture

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Freedom in the Unknown (a poem by B. Dean)

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Freedom in the Unknown
possibility has no lasting idea
of what is possible
yet memory lives on
in the dimension
of prevailing likelihoods
(i.e. what eternally works)

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Only One Love Poem (a poem by B. Dean)

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Only One Love Poem
there is
only one love poem

and this
like all others
is that poem

there is only one poet
one poeted
one poeting

Friday, June 10, 2016

The Buddha Field (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Buddha Field
the Buddha field
triggers a tighter grip
on belief investments
for those desperate
to hang on to
who and what
they have become

Thursday, June 9, 2016

www.nothing.com (a poem by B. Dean)

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www.nothing.com
perspective is a barren town
where once there thrived
many illusions
it was abandoned
when the zen master
moved in
behind the cinemas

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

Truth Make-Over (a poem by B. Dean)

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Truth Make-Over
there is no "I"
until an effort is made
to renovate the truth—

dividing the self
in this moment
as it is

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Heart Poem (a poem by B. Dean)

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Heart Poem
someone somewhere sometime
will like this poem
for only that it exists
maybe you are that person

maybe this
is in your
heart

Monday, June 6, 2016

No (a poem by B. Dean)

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No
the enemy
is not really
the enemy

the enemy
is the one
who is as yet
unaware

that there
are no enemies

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Possibility (a poem by B. Dean)

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Possibility
I am tormented
by something that
doesn't exist

in fact
it is
its lack
of existence
that is its most
compelling feature

Saturday, June 4, 2016

Completely (a poem by B. Dean)

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Completely
I want to live forever
all in one moment
resolving the need
to aquire or become
something immortal

Friday, June 3, 2016

Eventless (a poem by B. Dean)

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Eventless
you can read
the newspaper all day
even climb Everest yourself
nothing is going
to happen to you

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Staving Off Enlightenment (a poem by B. Dean)

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Staving Off Enlightenment
he wants to start
a subtle fight

a fight that
will last forever

so that he will
always have
something to do

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Zen Riddle #2 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Riddle #2
how can you tell
a thought
from a moment?

one of them
has tension in it
and the other one
lasts forever

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Self Remembrance (a poem by B. Dean)

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Self Remembrance
what did you enter form for—
to make entering form possible?

or was it to celebrate
the one who enters?

Monday, May 30, 2016

Zen Mouse Zen Good (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Mouse Zen Good
the familiar
is easily
mind-managed

the obscure, however
must traverse the heart
where unknowns
are measured
by how they feel

Sunday, May 29, 2016

A Doctor (a poem by B. Dean)

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A Doctor
(in spite of himself)

though he studies
by and for degrees
he always manages
to fall back
on the original 360

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Plaything (a poem by B. Dean)

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Plaything
sometimes words
to me
are dusty toys

my mind
a two year old's
hardwood floor

Friday, May 27, 2016

Necessary Words (a poem by B. Dean)

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Necessary Words
zen is like
instant water
just add water

a perspective
that leaves
no impression

this poem
is only
that much noise

Thursday, May 26, 2016

Now #47 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Now #47
if you don't start
a line of thought
then the point you left
to form the line
will never have existed

Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Indivisible Zen (a poem by B. Dean)

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Indivisible Zen
one has to
divide truth up
in order to have
a problem with it

with the use of
time or space

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

John Lennon Poem (a poem by B. Dean)

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John Lennon Poem
(a poem for John Lennon)

All Love,
thank you for
imagining John Lennon

John Lennon,
thank you for
imagining All Love

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Yearning and Burning (a poem by B. Dean)

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Yearning & Burning
I yearn for a time
when I am no longer
courted by
tempted by
seduced by
or
threatened by
IDEAS

Saturday, May 21, 2016

Same Dilemma (a poem by B. Dean)

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Same Dilemma
seeking recognition
even from self
implies a division in fulfillment

from this same dilemma
comes the writing of this poem

Friday, May 20, 2016

Spent (a poem by B. Dean)

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Spent
he spent
much of his time
questioning things
that happened
all by themselves

this must have been
one of them

Thursday, May 19, 2016

My Yearning (a poem by B. Dean)

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My Yearning
my yearning
is something full

and yet
the yearned-for
will never exist

this combination
keeps me alert
and aware

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

I Am Awareness (a poem by B. Dean)

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I Am Awareness
I am awareness
everything else
is an operation
that can be left alone
to fulfill itself

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Pumkin Carving (a poem by B. Dean)

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Pumkin Carving
carving out
scooping out
emptying out
myself
like carving
a pumpkin

this way
the light
will shine out
from within

Monday, May 16, 2016

Crown Chakra (a poem by B. Dean)

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Crown Chakra
not "what will I do
with this energy?"
but "what will this energy
do with what was me?"
or rather...

Sunday, May 15, 2016

Seamstress Psyche (a poem by B. Dean)

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Seamstress Psyche
her consciousness
like a gentle seamstress
mended the dividing thought form
with a single recognition
of wholeness

simple, beautiful, silent

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Zen Koan #38 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Koan #38
he thinks
in order to prevent
the present moment
from lasting forever
for how it is missing
so many things

Friday, May 13, 2016

Paint by No-Mind (a poem by B. Dean)

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Paint by No-Mind
if you are
still thinking
then you are not
thinking for yourself

your inner media
being history's
hand-me-down

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Well Meaning (a poem by B. Dean)

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Well Meaning
I keep looking
for someone to tell me
that it is all okay

I keep forgetting
that person is me

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

Unknown #48 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Unknown #48
how am I going to know
my existence
is meaningful
if my freedom requires
that this meaning
remain unmeasured?

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Eternity #99 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Eternity #99
eternity needn't seek itself
it knows very well
where to both
find and be found

so you needn't look

Monday, May 9, 2016

Boycott (a poem by B. Dean)

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Boycott
a bird landed
on the limb
of a tree

and the tree said
"what do you
mean by that?"

Sunday, May 8, 2016

Let it Be (a poem by B. Dean)

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Let it Be
just a moment
he said
then took
an entire lifetime
to get back to himself

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Meditation #792 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Meditation #792
If I don't think
I may miss something

If I DO think
I'll miss everything

Friday, May 6, 2016

Ouroborus #34 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Ouroborus #34
he readied himself
for an exceptional existence
then came to realize
that exception was the rule

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Afterthought (a poem by B. Dean)

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Afterthought
ideas are simply
well-thought-out excuses
for unnecessary expressions
of a desperate longing
that will never be described

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Zen Being (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Being
there's this idea
that keeps trying
to own itself
inside me

get the fuck out!

who said that?

Monday, May 2, 2016

Come To Think Of It (a poem by B. Dean)

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Come To Think Of It
If you never know
what you are doing NEXT—
then you never know
what you are doing

Sunday, May 1, 2016

Interrupt My Life (a poem by B. Dean)

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Interrupt My Life
interrupt my life
with something
important
so I'll forget
where I was
when it's time
to go back

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Thee Unknown (a poem by B. Dean)

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Thee Unknown
there you go again
hurting for a difference
that you can't make
because life
is not YOUR mystery

Friday, April 29, 2016

Accomplishment (a poem by B. Dean)

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Accomplishment
my greatest
accomplishment
is total relaxation

I return to it
again and again

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Crown Chakra (a poem by B. Dean)

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Crown Chakra
not "what will I do
with this energy?"
but "what will this energy
do with what was me?"

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Zen Poem in Need of Word (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Poem in Need of Word
_____ is Eternal

deep inside
abundantly residing
expressing, radiating
ferocious and tender
_____ dwells
and dwells
and dwells

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Long Division (a poem by B. Dean)

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Long Division
need someone to be the other
so that you can be yourself?
then you are not big enough

Monday, April 25, 2016

The Ruler (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Ruler
basic goodness rules
like a gentle nothing
that always shows up
just in time
for every moment

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Lost in Thought (a poem by B. Dean)

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Lost in Thought
the two of them
spent their entire lives
managing things
that will never happen

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Quicksilver (a poem by B. Dean)

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Quicksilver
as for what I may know
by the time
I can claim to know it
it's useless

Friday, April 22, 2016

Contemplation Takes the Gold (a poem by B. Dean)

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Contemplation Takes the Gold
do you think it�s possible
that staring at the ceiling
will ever become
an Olympic event?

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Satori Snack (a poem by B. Dean)

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Satori Snack
certainty
is at its
most delicious
when it breaks down
and is consumed
by what is real

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Moment of Growth (a poem by B. Dean)

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Moment of Growth
when I grow up
in this moment
I want to be clear
about where
I come from

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Absolute Loss (a poem by B. Dean)

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Absolute Loss
there's no "I"
to be at an
absolute loss

otherwise
I would be
at an
absolute
loss

Monday, April 18, 2016

Anything Can Happen (a poem by B. Dean)

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Anything Can Happen
I've never seen anything happen
I just imagine that it's likely
given the nature of possibility

Sunday, April 17, 2016

Fear of Unknown (a poem by B. Dean)

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Fear of Unknown
what gives others
such cause for alarm
can not be me
for I am not here

Saturday, April 16, 2016

Smart Monkey (a poem by B. Dean)

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Smart Monkey
when experience
becomes so delightful
that it doesn't matter
anymore
who it is
that is wise

Friday, April 15, 2016

Small Minds (a poem by B. Dean)

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Small Minds
I want to say "small minds"
but then I want to say
"small, because a mind"

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Not Really a Question (a poem by B. Dean)

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Not Really a Question
would I have
appreciated her beauty
even if she hadn't
wanted me to?

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Mind Wash (a poem by B. Dean)

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Mind Wash
if I can manage
to dream of
what is already
happening,

I will never
be disappointed

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Power Hungry (a poem by B. Dean)

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Power Hungry
aspiring to power
beyond the power to enjoy
the present moment
loses so much
inherent power

Monday, April 11, 2016

An Obvious Buddhist (a poem by B. Dean)

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An Obvious Buddhist
his robes were bright
and left so strong
an imprint
that even the flies
were nervous

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Problem Solver (a poem by B. Dean)

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Problem Solver
dear god
don't let me die
in the middle
of believing
I am solving
some problem

Saturday, April 9, 2016

Surreptitious (a poem by B. Dean)

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Surreptitious
I would give up self-importance
but I'd have to be there to give it up

Friday, April 8, 2016

Dance w/o Outcome (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dance w/o Outcome
no turn of events
will EVER
increase my sense
of self value

life is not
cumulative

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Walking Zen (a poem by B. Dean)

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Walking Zen
moving, slowly
simply, witnessing
listening, being

nature, in the form of legs

carrying, drifting
falling, rising

Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Desire (a poem by B. Dean)

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Desire
desire ends
not by
getting
amassing
procurring
or having
enough

desire ends
by realizing
this truth

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

The Parade (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Parade
people are like thoughts
one by one they parade by
in a never-ending way

Monday, April 4, 2016

M P D (a poem by B. Dean)

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M P D
the only way
to outclever
yourself
is to pretend
that you are
more than one

Sunday, April 3, 2016

Sensible Amelia (a poem by B. Dean)

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Sensible Amelia
a difficult
human being
is simply
the all-knowing
trapped inside
a wanting-to-know

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Exactly (a poem by B. Dean)

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Exactly
how am I to keep
courting the unknown
when by nature it is
absolutely unknowable?

Friday, April 1, 2016

Dear Conflicted, (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dear Conflicted,
how could you alter
the present moment
and still have it be
the present moment?

Thursday, March 31, 2016

I Ching (a poem by B. Dean)

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I Ching
but then again
sometimes I chong
and it's awful

and there's no
explanation at all

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Honest to God (a poem by B. Dean)

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Honest to God
to fight over truth
is simply to fight
out of fear
of what
may happen

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Genetic Dump (a poem by B. Dean)

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Genetic Dump
let what I do
be something
I could never
have known
for sure
what is

Monday, March 28, 2016

Crabapple (a poem by B. Dean)

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Crabapple
the only losing game
is to think
there is something
to win

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Master Plan (a poem by B. Dean)

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Master Plan
if I could discover
the origin,
I could charge
the right amount

Saturday, March 26, 2016

Disquieted, (a poem by B. Dean)

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Disquieted,
I gather
problems to solve
in my head
like reasons to live

Friday, March 25, 2016

No Need (a poem by B. Dean)

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No Need
love, unnecessary, is free

free to go on weaving
its infinite details
its delicate wonder

Thursday, March 24, 2016

Non-Doing #722 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Non-Doing #722
doing the right thing
is not the problem

knowing before-hand
this is the problem

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

An Unthinking Flower, (a poem by B. Dean)

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An Unthinking Flower,
I ever bloom
towards the black holes
of humanity
sensing the promise
of sunshine there

Tuesday, March 22, 2016

In Touch (a poem by B. Dean)

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In Touch
what happens
is insignificant

how you feel about it
is everything

Monday, March 21, 2016

Simple Math (a poem by B. Dean)

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Simple Math
divide
and be conquered
think
and be
no longer
master

Sunday, March 20, 2016

Both Pleasure (a poem by B. Dean)

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Both Pleasure
both pleasure
and relief are
the pretending of difference
between two moments

Saturday, March 19, 2016

Celebrating Now (a poem by B. Dean)

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Celebrating Now
the subtle, the simple
the not straying very far
the this, simply this

Thursday, March 17, 2016

Zen Koan #75 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Koan #75
he keeps
pulling moments
out of thin air
as if they could
exist without him

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Proximity (a poem by B. Dean)

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Proximity
later is someone
you will never touch—
never look into the eyes of

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Perhaps, (a poem by B. Dean)

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Perhaps,
the experience
you are looking for
is the experience
of not looking for it

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Tesla Tribute (a poem by B. Dean)

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Tesla Tribute
light bends out of curiosity
until curiosity is resolved
then light just shines out!

Friday, March 11, 2016

First Opinion (a poem by B. Dean)

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First Opinion
how to never need
a second opinion—

get the first one
from yourself

Thursday, March 10, 2016

None but Now (a poem by B. Dean)

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None but Now
to have no regrets
is the commitment
to not exist
in some other time

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

If There Is An Inside (a poem by B. Dean)

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If There Is An Inside
the shadow of leaves
flutter on the pavement
I feel the same way inside

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Less is More (a poem by B. Dean)

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Less is More
less is more

in fact,
less
is so much
more,

that nothing
is everything

Monday, March 7, 2016

Happy Self (a poem by B. Dean)

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Happy Self
every new person
is a new year

every breath,
a season
to be jolly

Sunday, March 6, 2016

Secular (a poem by B. Dean)

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Secular
if I had wanted
to make a difference
I would have
written this poem

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Pleasant Dawn (a poem by B. Dean)

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Pleasant Dawn
(Zen Koan #7)

there is no mine
for this experience
to have

Friday, March 4, 2016

All Teaching is Absurd (a poem by B. Dean)

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All Teaching is Absurd
to chase down
pure awareness
to show it pictures
of how to be aware

Thursday, March 3, 2016

Buddha Tattoo (a poem by B. Dean)

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Buddha Tattoo
he's got a
Buddha tattoo

his skin
has arrived

awakened
blissful
boundless
simple
joy

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Effortlessness Beauty (a poem by B. Dean)

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Effortlessness Beauty
the more effortless
the more natural
the more beautiful
the more eternal
the more

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

The ALL (a poem by B. Dean)

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The ALL
the ALL
is attribute-less

and so expresses
itself
in all manners
possible

Monday, February 29, 2016

Purposeless and Free (a poem by B. Dean)

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Purposeless & Free
to no longer have
any reason for existing
but to go on existing

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Your Love of Life (a poem by B. Dean)

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Your Love of Life
your love of life
and how you find it
are sacred to me

Saturday, February 27, 2016

Text and Context (a poem by B. Dean)

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Text & Context
I'll provide the joy
and let others
if need be
provide the reason

Friday, February 26, 2016

Hey Human! (a poem by B. Dean)

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Hey Human!
don�t look at me like that
if you understood
you�d understand

Thursday, February 25, 2016

Sense (a poem by B. Dean)

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Sense
you may be
out of touch

but you are
never
out of reach

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Okay, So (a poem by B. Dean)

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Okay, So
the reason I feel
so discombobulated
is that I keep trying
to bobulate

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

......... (a poem by B. Dean)

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.........
your beauty
rings a bell
so small
so delicate
it can't be found

Monday, February 22, 2016

123456 (a poem by B. Dean)

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123456
seven newspaper boxes
lined up on a sidewalk
waiting for something to happen

Sunday, February 21, 2016

When One (a poem by B. Dean)

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When One
when one can
manage to focus on
what never changes
paradoxically
everything happens

Saturday, February 20, 2016

Halation (a poem by B. Dean)

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Halation
there is no answer
just as there is
no endpoint
to my breathing

Friday, February 19, 2016

Overlooked (a poem by B. Dean)

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Overlooked
the mistake is
to try to find an answer
for why it's happening

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Slight of Mind (a poem by B. Dean)

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Slight of Mind
you are
so effective
at thinking
you are
effective

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Resolve (a poem by B. Dean)

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Resolve
I'm not going
to work tomorrow

someone else
in my body
probably will

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

The Mind (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Mind
the mind calls out
things that it
wants to make real

Monday, February 15, 2016

Snaking Kundalini Fire (a poem by B. Dean)

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Snaking Kundalini Fire
something has
(naturally)
(thankfully)
eliminated another
decimal place
from my otherwise
calculating mind

Sunday, February 14, 2016

Dog Chasing Tail (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dog Chasing Tail
I want the experience
that is left behind
when "I" am not around

Saturday, February 13, 2016

Start and Finish (a poem by B. Dean)

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Start and Finish
make the world
a better place
by accepting it
the way it is

Friday, February 12, 2016

Partiality (a poem by B. Dean)

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Partiality
relief or pleasure
is believing
something changes
from one moment
to the next

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Celebrate the Mystery (a poem by B. Dean)

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Celebrate the Mystery
when you get tired
of feeling stupid
try realizing
you don't know anything

Wednesday, February 10, 2016

I Keep Wanting (a poem by B. Dean)

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I Keep Wanting
I keep wanting
two physical points
to be the same
all distance resolved

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Minding Is (a poem by B. Dean)

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Minding Is
The mind
is absolute empty space
for configuring an outlook
OR NOT

Monday, February 8, 2016

Yes Please (a poem by B. Dean)

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Yes Please
the courage
to involve myself
in something that
I can not explain

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Self to Self (a poem by B. Dean)

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Self to Self
(the only relationship there is)

title and subtitle
are all you get

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Drop Stuff (a poem by B. Dean)

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Drop Stuff
no moment lasts forever
unless all the details
pale in their comparisons

Friday, February 5, 2016

Joyful (a poem by B. Dean)

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Joyful
witnessing commences
when the spirit engages in
a joyful boycott
on wanting

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Zen Arrival (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Arrival
the ultimate in refinement
is when there is nothing
left to refine

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Zen Riddle #1 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Riddle #1
how many free wills
does it take
to screw in a happiness?

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Enlightenment (a poem by B. Dean)

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Enlightenment
there won't be anything
to do with it
when it gets here

Monday, February 1, 2016

Galaxy (a poem by B. Dean)

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Galaxy
when she plays
with her hair
the world spins

Sunday, January 31, 2016

Significance (a poem by B. Dean)

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Significance
attributed meaning ever
has society swoon
over an attractive nothingness

Saturday, January 30, 2016

Meaningless (a poem by B. Dean)

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Meaningless
life is not
a means
to any end

do not postpone
fulfillment

Friday, January 29, 2016

The Seer (a poem by B. Dean)

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The Seer
if you love
what you see
you will grow
to see more

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Thumb (a poem by B. Dean)

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Thumb
culprit is
a history lesson
that fails
in the face
of eternity

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

Context (a poem by B. Dean)

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Context
context
is everything
you are not being

otherwise
it would not exist

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Meditation (a poem by B. Dean)

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Meditation
possibility
can only be realized
when it is left
to realize itself

Monday, January 25, 2016

Synchronicity (a poem by B. Dean)

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Synchronicity
synchronicity is the last
interpretation of relationship
before the idea
disappears altogether

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Infinite Patience (a poem by B. Dean)

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Infinite Patience
patience is
eternity's gift to itself
in the form of
absolute freedom

Saturday, January 23, 2016

Form (a poem by B. Dean)

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Form
if I take it up
I'll have to put it down

Friday, January 22, 2016

Surprise #312 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Surprise #312
your motive
to be appreciated
is behind my motive
to appreciate

Thursday, January 21, 2016

Every Cleverness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Every Cleverness
deep inside
every cleverness
is a spontaneity
eager to be born

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

My Ideas are Useless (a poem by B. Dean)

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My Ideas are Useless
after all,
how can eternity
have it anything else
but right?

Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Hail to the Unconscious (a poem by B. Dean)

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Hail to the Unconscious
if you could make it up yourself
it wouldn't be nature

Monday, January 18, 2016

Intuition #79 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Intuition #79
something tells me
we were all
separated at birth

Sunday, January 17, 2016

His Apathy (a poem by B. Dean)

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His Apathy
he struggles
with his apathy

he struggles
endlessly
with his apathy

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Subject to Myself (a poem by B. Dean)

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Subject to Myself
they are only
talking about me
if I think they are

Friday, January 15, 2016

September 24, 2007 (a poem by B. Dean)

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September 24, 2007
nothing is happening
if you are quiet
you can hear it

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Decrease the Known (a poem by B. Dean)

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Decrease the Known
decrease the known
decrease expectation
increase surprise
build up great wonder

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Flatted Calf (a poem by B. Dean)

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Flatted Calf
life is collapsible
into a single heart
that has no shape

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Incontestable (a poem by B. Dean)

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Incontestable
outside of your
idea of me,
I don't exist

Monday, January 11, 2016

Emptiness is Everything (a poem by B. Dean)

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Emptiness is Everything
nothing is missing
and that wholeness
is emptiness
to the brim

Sunday, January 10, 2016

Dear Witness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Dear Witness
who are you
trying to impress?
awareness?

awareness
is already aware

Saturday, January 9, 2016

Yes to No-Mind (a poem by B. Dean)

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Yes to No-Mind
the mind
is a very odd
utterly unwarranted
resistance
to immensity

Friday, January 8, 2016

What is Eternal (a poem by B. Dean)

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What is Eternal
let the world
that makes itself
all by itself
be enough

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Notice This (a poem by B. Dean)

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Notice This
no two moments
actually follow each other
unless one is explaining

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Zen Koan #33 (a poem by B. Dean)

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Zen Koan #33
(or "Character")

you make what
being unmade
makes you

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

This is Everything (a poem by B. Dean)

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This is Everything
this is everything there is to have

so
have
this
now

Monday, January 4, 2016

Trust (a poem by B. Dean)

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Trust
our trust
depends entirely upon
what we do
with our freedom

Sunday, January 3, 2016

Consciousness (a poem by B. Dean)

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Consciousness
yes
this
now
here
being
all
existence
life
presence
living
perfect

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Poem on Patience (a poem by B. Dean)

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Poem on Patience
being beyond information
you will never know
what to do

Friday, January 1, 2016

And Buddha Said (a poem by B. Dean)

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And Buddha Said
"'It's my tree!
Find your own tree
to sit under!"