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Re: Without You

Post by Boss » Mon Mar 11, 2013 2:00 am

Boss wrote:To nevadi Kush, milovanie je prvi
In Slovak : "It doesn't matter, Kush, love wins"

Thanks for taking me seriously Violet. It means a great deal.

Tchoc, do you see what I see, do you see what I see?

Boker tov,
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Re: Without You

Post by mat james » Mon Mar 11, 2013 3:21 am

tchoc may see what you see, Boss;
but tchoc seems to interpret that view, differently

it's two-up and
the coin tumbles

faster than a falling teacup
perhaps a little more tail than head
a simmering spin in that toss;
some semi-transparency
a shimmering hum-ilt
sunny love



...To be rich, or to be in love?
that is the question:
Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Loving Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by hugging, end them:

... to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That love or poverty is heir to?
'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished.
...to Dream; Aye, there's the rub,
For in that sleep what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this money coil,

Must give us pause.

There's the respect
That makes Calamity of life:

For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time,
The Oppressor's wrong, the proud man's Contumely,
The pangs of despised Love, the Law’s delay,
The insolence of Office, and the Spurns...

...Who would Far-dels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after "without you";
The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
Only tchoc- Travellers return, Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to other loves and hatreds that we know not of.

Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
And thus the Native hue of loving Resolution
and coinless coffers
Is sicklied o'er, cut down, with the pale cast of Thought,

And enterprises of great pitch and lust
and moment, in this regard
Are turned awry, abandoned
And lose the name of Action.

Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia? Nymph of wealth and hopelessness in thy Orisons...
and oh! what bright horizons they could be yet...

To be, or not to be a delicious tchocolatl-love;
That is the question.

(With apologies to Billy S.)


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"Without light or guide, save that which burned in my heart." San Juan de la Cruz.
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Re: Without You

Post by Tchocolatl » Mon Mar 11, 2013 5:13 am

Tchoc sings to Boss:

Do you say what I say, do you say what I say?

and

Thinking Thinking little star

Tzeth'a Leshalom VeShuvh'a Leshalom, Adam.

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Matt, if you ask me, you can be rich, healthy, and loving, as well as anybody. I wish you all the best.

One can be rich and in the same time not worshipping the idol "money" before anything, or one can.
One can not be rich and worshipping the idol "money" before anything, or one can not.

It is the choice of what you are worshipping (nourrishing) (co-creating) first daily that matters.
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Re: Without You

Post by Boss » Mon Mar 11, 2013 6:56 am

i walk the patient grass
the barbarian streets
and listen to the sparrows
laughing their kabbalah
thru' the trees

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Re: Without You

Post by Boss » Tue Mar 12, 2013 1:21 am

12th of March

I cannot. The days dry up in Indian summer March. It tops thirty degrees nine days straight. Pigeons coo, the sun falls in and I cannot. So many men hold the reins, so many stronger than me. I am but a speck. I sip my tea. Smile weakly at a man on tv. And insist, I cannot. Tonight I'll have my birthday cake with one or two others. I might get a phone call or message. Loneliness has been my companion some twenty years. So many nights I crawl into bed, swallow the antidepressant and curse. I battle melancholia. Day in, day out. This panic, this pain. And Elgar's cello just cuts in deeper into a memory immersed in anguish and regret. Does it please You to crush me, to see if I can hack it? To see if I bloom again after such a prune? I don't enjoy anything anymore; not the piss, not the ciggies, not the culture. I cannot. I failed much - architecture, primary teaching, my bar mitzvah. And I failed her. I cannot even begin without her. I stand here and deny all the psychology, all the philosophy, even all the religion in the world. I spit out the truth - I cannot do it.

And then love, it sings that I can.

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"He wouldn't take shit from no one
He wouldn't bow down or kneel
Authorities they hated him
Because he was just too real"

'George Jackson' by Bob Dylan
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Re: Without You

Post by Tchocolatl » Tue Mar 12, 2013 6:38 am

Happy Birthday, Adam. 2013 is the year of the Snake. Ghandi was born during the year of the Snake. Bod Dylan also. Sages they are, the Snakes. This year shall be a good one for a spirit like yours. :)

Your Dad's poetry feels good to me.






Some guys around here have gifted old folk. The Grand-Ma of one, then a Dad.
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Re: Without You

Post by Boss » Tue Mar 12, 2013 12:47 pm

Tchoc, he was a fine poet.
One of the best in this country.

I miss him now.
Like I missed him when he was alive.

Thank you for your kindness.

I think your spirit soars,
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Re: Without You

Post by abby » Tue Mar 12, 2013 6:11 pm

Boss wrote:12th of March

I cannot. The days dry up in Indian summer March. It tops thirty degrees nine days straight. Pigeons coo, the sun falls in and I cannot. So many men hold the reins, so many stronger than me. I am but a speck. I sip my tea. Smile weakly at a man on tv. And insist, I cannot. Tonight I'll have my birthday cake with one or two others. I might get a phone call or message. Loneliness has been my companion some twenty years. So many nights I crawl into bed, swallow the antidepressant and curse. I battle melancholia. Day in, day out. This panic, this pain. And Elgar's cello just cuts in deeper into a memory immersed in anguish and regret. Does it please You to crush me, to see if I can hack it? To see if I bloom again after such a prune? I don't enjoy anything anymore; not the piss, not the ciggies, not the culture. I cannot. I failed much - architecture, primary teaching, my bar mitzvah. And I failed her. I cannot even begin without her. I stand here and deny all the psychology, all the philosophy, even all the religion in the world. I spit out the truth - I cannot do it.

And then love, it sings that I can.
This is so beautiful, Boss.
Boss wrote:Does it please You to crush me,
In the Tibetan tradition (I read about this in a book by Anne Lamott, who got it from Carolyn Myss, who got it from someone who works for the Dalai Lama), 'when a lot of things start going wrong all at once, it is to protect something big and lovely that is trying to get itself born- and... this something needs for you to be distracted so that it can be born as perfectly as possible.' I tend to be the type of person who stubbornly praises failure and tries so hard to rely on nothing in the world of belief, but if I took comfort in something perhaps you can too.
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Re: Without You

Post by Boss » Fri Mar 15, 2013 4:07 am

Abby, I really appreciate your post. I hope something is indeed brewing.

Peace to you,
Boss

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Kinda' gutsy and unique
But strugglin', all washed up
So many times a-thinkin'
The richest own the buck

No mortgage of my own
No wife or loving kids
I left her then she left me
Then strewth I hit the skids

I feel your wrath oh Mickey One
I know you hate me James
Us alpha males locking horns
We're busted by these games

I've loved a lot, I've lived a bit
I've even sorta cried
The one thing I will cherish most
Is that I bloody tried

So when I sing my broken hymns
When I reach out to be heard
Know I worship Adonai
Who I cannot paint in words

And when I fall and when I cuss
When I'm famished and forlorn
Just comfort me, I'll need a hand
Give me shelter from the storm

This storm is fierce and so damn wild
It's getting so much worse
Look out Jack and look out Jill
I'll end this tumbling verse

I know you think I'm raving mad
A fool, so out of touch
But Bobby said it, so did Van
And Leonard means so much

Listen hard, listen tight
Listen to the wind
The time is coming and it is soon
The Order will rescind

A brand new sky, morning peace
Depravity out at sea
Imagine John, My Sweet Lord
In realms of certainty

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I gotta leave this place for a while. We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when, but I know we'll meet again some sunny day.

Boss

Ps. Especially for you, Tchoc. Tonight is Shabbat - observe it.
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Re: Without You

Post by imaginary friend » Fri Mar 15, 2013 4:24 am

Shabbat Shalom Boss.
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Re: Without You

Post by Tchocolatl » Fri Mar 15, 2013 6:28 am

Some may say : "you're a dreamer", but you're not the only one. Trust yourself, Adam. Turbulences are just turbulences. You will be able to create inner harmony. And more. On this, I accompany you in keeping silence. And going back to what is waiting for me to be done.

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