ZEN*
It is not about when
It is not about then
It is not about again
It is not about the end
It is a simple saying to blend
It is all about Zen
And Zen has its own internal wisdom
It is DOM DO-ZEN FROZEN with ZAZEN on the HORIZEN in my ZENDOM
Dom*Colucci 2009 禪宗
~It is all about where you are placed because this is what the intention is...and that intention is NOW in your present reality as this is what you wished~
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Saturday, December 5, 2009
It was crystal clear*
It was crystal clear*
Tonight, as the sun was heading west
My emotional feelings were passing the test
As contemplating deep in my inner being
The dark void was allowing me a secret seeing
As the pond was becoming of all activity to be shown
The geese and their fledglings had set the tone
As Now my vision has been seen so near
It all came together above reflection as it was crystal clear.
Dom* Colucci
Copyright ©2009 Dominic Colucci
This is a true story poem about how my vibrations were that day I went off contract with the US Government for $94.12 and how it cost the Government more money to scold me than what the product was worth...egos love to find their heads in their asses always..it has a better view for them to think with...
Tonight, as the sun was heading west
My emotional feelings were passing the test
As contemplating deep in my inner being
The dark void was allowing me a secret seeing
As the pond was becoming of all activity to be shown
The geese and their fledglings had set the tone
As Now my vision has been seen so near
It all came together above reflection as it was crystal clear.
Dom* Colucci
Copyright ©2009 Dominic Colucci
This is a true story poem about how my vibrations were that day I went off contract with the US Government for $94.12 and how it cost the Government more money to scold me than what the product was worth...egos love to find their heads in their asses always..it has a better view for them to think with...
We all go down the same streets it is just that we have different directions*
We all go down the same streets it is just that we have different directions*
Have you ever notice why you are here. Since day one, we were always inquisitive of what was out there for us. Learning many things and creating our new environments. In our path we came of across wondrous things and some things that were very distasteful. But all in all we went to bed at night and woke up the next day. It seemed so repetitious, day after day, week after week, year after year. Why? Is it because we did not learn anything from the previous day, was there something new in the next day, do we feel something higher than us is playing a joke on us? What is it year after year that was the meaning? Stop, look in the mirror. That person that I am looking at is looking back at me. He/She knows something I don't know. WAKE UP!!! That is my Spirit in the physical form. My God, He/She looking back at me and laughing at me. He/She knows my past, he knows my future and He knows me right NOW. I am so close to Him/Her I can taste it. And the Spirit replies, "Come to me. I was always home cooking you dinner."
When you cross that line of who you are and why you are here, you will here the ONE HAND CLAPPING for your victory. It will show you the direction you are heading. There is only one direction in life and that is STRAIGHT AHEAD. There was only one way to do life. So if you thought it was repetitious it was good for you because it taught you patience and direction to where you were going. Enjoy your life for NOW, for NOW is all you have. Know yourself, love your neighbor no matter how they are and be grateful you are still alive and well. GOD is a good GOD and He gives you that privilege to enjoy Him and His surroundings.
Peace, Good Word, Enjoy and always GO STR8 AHEAD.
Dom*Colucci 2009 (DOM DO-ZEN FRO-ZEN with ZAZEN on the HORIZEN in my ZENDOM)
Have you ever notice why you are here. Since day one, we were always inquisitive of what was out there for us. Learning many things and creating our new environments. In our path we came of across wondrous things and some things that were very distasteful. But all in all we went to bed at night and woke up the next day. It seemed so repetitious, day after day, week after week, year after year. Why? Is it because we did not learn anything from the previous day, was there something new in the next day, do we feel something higher than us is playing a joke on us? What is it year after year that was the meaning? Stop, look in the mirror. That person that I am looking at is looking back at me. He/She knows something I don't know. WAKE UP!!! That is my Spirit in the physical form. My God, He/She looking back at me and laughing at me. He/She knows my past, he knows my future and He knows me right NOW. I am so close to Him/Her I can taste it. And the Spirit replies, "Come to me. I was always home cooking you dinner."
When you cross that line of who you are and why you are here, you will here the ONE HAND CLAPPING for your victory. It will show you the direction you are heading. There is only one direction in life and that is STRAIGHT AHEAD. There was only one way to do life. So if you thought it was repetitious it was good for you because it taught you patience and direction to where you were going. Enjoy your life for NOW, for NOW is all you have. Know yourself, love your neighbor no matter how they are and be grateful you are still alive and well. GOD is a good GOD and He gives you that privilege to enjoy Him and His surroundings.
Peace, Good Word, Enjoy and always GO STR8 AHEAD.
Dom*Colucci 2009 (DOM DO-ZEN FRO-ZEN with ZAZEN on the HORIZEN in my ZENDOM)
The Wind*
The Wind*
You do not know where I come from.
You do not know where I go.
I have a force you do not see.
But my effect is to make things blow.
My path is a simple direction.
Going along mountains, rivers and plains.
To me I always make the corrections.
When I have a gust in me I can make my gains
You will never see me time and time again.
But I always touch you. I am unseen for I am the wind.
Dom*Colucci 2009
You do not know where I come from.
You do not know where I go.
I have a force you do not see.
But my effect is to make things blow.
My path is a simple direction.
Going along mountains, rivers and plains.
To me I always make the corrections.
When I have a gust in me I can make my gains
You will never see me time and time again.
But I always touch you. I am unseen for I am the wind.
Dom*Colucci 2009
Pocatello Flats*
Pocatello Flats*
Dusty roads, bumpy way.
Ride is low and my car is slow.
I have been driving all day through Idaho.
The sign up above, yes I see that.
Don't look Now but,
I have been driving on Pocatello Flats.
Dom*Colucci 2009
Dusty roads, bumpy way.
Ride is low and my car is slow.
I have been driving all day through Idaho.
The sign up above, yes I see that.
Don't look Now but,
I have been driving on Pocatello Flats.
Dom*Colucci 2009
Beauty from the beyond*
Beauty from the beyond*
Once a torrid wreck of molten catastrophe but with the explosive power of the nothingness that was to be created, a gentle flow of harmony was deduced. As the rhythm was made to bring the chaotic mess brought together the attraction of all masses. As the harmony was to be a beautiful landscape that moved into the light and was slowly arrested by its shadows. All the same vastness gave birth to keep it together as gravity was formed, now the shadow illucid dream was a picture of an artists eye. Brightly coloured pastels of reflecting prisms communicating to each other in silence that gave birth to vibration. As all in all the way of the perpetual style was not hindered. From the mathematical formula of the axis of the momentum kept relativity in time. All this was observed as good and from that good the light shone well upon it. In the distance a hint of a resonance made sure that it would always return back to where it started from and magically a jeweled sky would protect it from beyond knowledge. When the brightly, illuminated rust colour star arose the next day it did its continuance once more as the day previous.
Both superior light and continuous dark would battle for supremacy. This would be decided to live perfectly with harmony that made togetherness. From that day, the balance of all things would make the landscape a forever picture of the Being that created it. From that Being that created it saw it fit to be always good and in its continuance it stayed forever without change. For each little Universe would react to create more of the big Universe for it gives itself up and allows for the change to make good once again. The Great Being was sitting on a pillow in the Milky Way and saw good to make it Beauty from Beyond.
This text was just a thought of sitting here listening to Jethro Tull's Wond'ring Again song off of the Living in the Past and was created by the person who wrote this back in early April while on intent.com....I hope you appreciate this the way I created it for you...Thanks and have an enjoyable and a stellar day..Love(+)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0mxuJiOEaQ
Dom*Colucci 2009 a moment in the Now has just been created, do you see it?
Once a torrid wreck of molten catastrophe but with the explosive power of the nothingness that was to be created, a gentle flow of harmony was deduced. As the rhythm was made to bring the chaotic mess brought together the attraction of all masses. As the harmony was to be a beautiful landscape that moved into the light and was slowly arrested by its shadows. All the same vastness gave birth to keep it together as gravity was formed, now the shadow illucid dream was a picture of an artists eye. Brightly coloured pastels of reflecting prisms communicating to each other in silence that gave birth to vibration. As all in all the way of the perpetual style was not hindered. From the mathematical formula of the axis of the momentum kept relativity in time. All this was observed as good and from that good the light shone well upon it. In the distance a hint of a resonance made sure that it would always return back to where it started from and magically a jeweled sky would protect it from beyond knowledge. When the brightly, illuminated rust colour star arose the next day it did its continuance once more as the day previous.
Both superior light and continuous dark would battle for supremacy. This would be decided to live perfectly with harmony that made togetherness. From that day, the balance of all things would make the landscape a forever picture of the Being that created it. From that Being that created it saw it fit to be always good and in its continuance it stayed forever without change. For each little Universe would react to create more of the big Universe for it gives itself up and allows for the change to make good once again. The Great Being was sitting on a pillow in the Milky Way and saw good to make it Beauty from Beyond.
This text was just a thought of sitting here listening to Jethro Tull's Wond'ring Again song off of the Living in the Past and was created by the person who wrote this back in early April while on intent.com....I hope you appreciate this the way I created it for you...Thanks and have an enjoyable and a stellar day..Love(+)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-0mxuJiOEaQ
Dom*Colucci 2009 a moment in the Now has just been created, do you see it?
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
The Way*
The Way*
Something was made
A long time ago
The direction was always straight ahead
Or didn't you know
Though you did not see it
It was there everyday
From the time you woke up
You have always followed The Way
Dom* Colucci 2009
Something was made
A long time ago
The direction was always straight ahead
Or didn't you know
Though you did not see it
It was there everyday
From the time you woke up
You have always followed The Way
Dom* Colucci 2009
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