love and hate

most people choose one or the other

or pass

our capacities for one

actually reveals our capacities for the other

passion is the clue

perhaps there is a time for both

which has been my experience

both have their place

neither are who we are


mostly our judgements are pretty short sighted

all is what we are

to pass judgement on another

is to pass judgement on ourselves


we are all that we adore

and everything we hate

and whatever else life is


everyday is mothers day

whether she likes it or not


life is what we are

and creation an ongoing problem


a question always leads to an answer

which will always be it's opposite

questioning is knot the way


smart is the source of dumb

and good is the source of bad

and up is the source of down


and on and on we go

chasing our tales it seems to me


only now is forever


i smoke lucky strikes

and sometimes drink to excess

my mother was the wind and the rain

and all that other stuff that we see

and all that we don't see


security is a fearful idiots dream

freedom has no such desire