An I For AN I
Date: Wed, Sep 19, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
In the spirit of “When you define me you negate me”, defining me is more than opening a dictionary. The 'I' has to be opened.
Love means non-separateness- it is not as a destination or goal, it is an awesome "effect" of living a life of freedom. It's a freedom that says, “I can drink the Pacific in a single gulp, I can swallow
Love is a verb not a noun and The gap between the subject “in here” and object “out there” is gone. There is nothing outside of me that can hit me, hurt me, push me, pull me. Its grammar has no twiceness, no twoness.
The Heart of the Matter- The Sudden Impact of Forgiveness
Date: Tue, Sep 18, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
I don't take sides---because I am both sides.
It’s easy because ---Nothing ever happened. What I thought was done to me. I truly did to myself. 
Crash Course With The Infinite
Date: Tue, Sep 18, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
I don't see things as they are; I see them as I am.
Right now, I don’t see the waves, I am the waves,
I don’t touch the sandy beach, I am the sandy beach.
I don’t feel the sunshine, I am the sunshine.
To live in this vastness is to bathe in the ocean that mystics call one taste.
These are the good old days--- enduring moments when I say that this is the ever "me".
I can drink the Pacific in a single big gulp, with one single big mind.
I can be happy in the world only because 
I am free of it. I am not addicted to experiences and memories. I don’t need to gather any more experiences . I go beyond all that.
Life is just as it is. I am as I always was.There was never any journey.
What I was looking for is what was looking---the noticer.
I can have all the love I want in the world for the asking. . Love flows through all that is—so I am that love too.
I have access to love within my self, and it says, “ I myself am beauty. I myself am joy. I myself am happiness.”
Knowing myself as myself is the ultimate intimacy. It is original love.
So what do I need of anything else in the world?
Whenever I look at anything or anyone as separate from me, I am afraid of it. Love is letting go of that fear.
My love refuses to separate, to make distinctions. The nectar of love empowers me with its message that I am, always have been, and always will be, made of love.
When I realize the depth and fullness of my love of myself, I know that every body and everybody and the entire universe are included in my affection. I love naturally and spontaneously.
There is only love, and all I can do is remove the obstacles to the awareness of this love.
I have a power which makes all things love - worthy and lovable.
To Be Treated With Christ Buddha Consciousness, Is that So Much?
Date: Sun, Sep 16, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
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Forget about "Who am I?" I Remember What am I? There is nothing in the whole universe that is not me, and I am love.
Love lives in the eternal present , with the capacity to construct a future. Depression is the inability to do just that. I get in touch with my innate and unlearned optimism.
The opposite of Love is not hate but conformity, conformity in song lyrics, formula movies, men’s and women's magazines. It’s based on looking for love, wanting it, waiting for it to happen.
Whenever I look outside myself for anything, I only feel more incomplete.
What I am looking for is what is looking---the witness
The problem with me is that I’m me. Yet, the ‘me’ who I think I AM , doesn’t really exist.
I had to be a somebody before I could be this nobody. What is deeply personal is universal, but at the end of the day, the soul has no personality.
Letting go of what I am not. I am over the old habit of running faster when losing my way. The insatiable is mundane, conventional and apathetic,
The art of love is the art of persistence. I pay exquisite attention to the true mysteries of the world—they are visible not invisible.
I produce love as an apple tree produces apples, automatically, no commitment is necessary when “apple-ing”.
Everybody has been granted the power to seek an opening to this freedom and go through it.
I have everything I need in love to experience its joy, plus the conscious awareness to appreciate it. Awareness heals.
Sometimes doing is not a good thing to do.. Doing is usually the desire for something to be otherwise.
At the end of the day, there is nowhere to go and nothing to have and nothing to be—and that’s freedom.
The courage is to be instead of to do.
If practice makes perfect, and nobody's perfect, then why practice? Now that I know this I am faced with the day to day task of translating that freedom into my perfect life.
I give to live. It is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the challenge of being here.
Forgiveness is the great release from time. It is the key to learning that the past is over. I can either honor or over-ride my own inner knowing that all I have is this gift.
The sense that things should be other than they are is called suffering.
If my world is a stage, the process of watching my thoughts is like moving back a few rows in the theater.
My complete yet not finished life calls for further growth.
Love On $0 Dollars A Day-I'm Going On A Permanent Vacation
Date: Sat, Sep 15, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
Eating Up The Light-- The Sun Also Rises on Mt. Haleakala
Date: Sat, Sep 8, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
Maui--Greetings from the global power spot and vortex of Mt. Haleakala's lava dome, aka,"House of the Sun"; where the first lunar astronuts trained and future space cadets get to blast off into nirvana. This is perhaps the most powerful energy zone on the planet.
I've been repatriated back to the Valley Island; applying for citizenship in the comfort zone and state of mind of Aslowha; taking a few courses for my B.E: a Bachelor's of Enlightenment.
At the summit, I met up with , Paulette, a Euro-Asian- British-Afro-Caribbean beauty.
"Cause Im every woman. Its all in me".
Boy could her looks sing. Everyone else seemed like Karaoke Wahines, copycats.
After the downhill descent, Paulete showed me around up country Makawao, an "off the grid" community where I participated in her shared halucination of new age Aquarian Moonwind Morningstar Jonathan Livingston Seagull proportions - at Dragon Den's Herb Store.
Paulette introduced me to The Dream Team-- Bipolar Phil,a cross between Taxi's 
Christopher Lloyd and The Passion Of Christ's Jim Caviezel. I gave it my best shot to pick up the pieces from his mathematical dust, connect the dots, and start from where I was---in Hell! well actually heck---it was all harmless, the diet coke of evil stuff, 1/2 a calorie of it. Not evil enough.
Phil was kind enough to do some David Letterman stupid pet tricks with his imaginary animal companion Nefertiti. He birthed her on a Vision Quest in Hilo, on the big island, during a total eclipse vernal equinox. Now THAT was pure evil!
Grounding things out was his Vanna , Scarlett, a Drops of Jupiter 20 something Vegan who practices Tai Ch'i & drink Chai Tea. Her midwest good looks disalarmed her neo-paganistic pretentions. I didn't need to buy a vowel to solve her puzzled look on her face.
Phil was a tool, but Scarlet was a Sand-wich:When you practice witchcraft in "Life's a beach"Maui, that makes you a few short of a picnic.
Phil , let's just call him Filthy-Mr Rainbow Bodhi-Filthy Phil--- who lives in a tent behind the store, has a little more ying than yang. No running water and such. Phil is a SNAG, a Sensitive New Age Guy.
Filthy did a little pro bono divination- He told me I was from Manhattan and Jewish-He got the NYC part right. That was easy because I never did quite shake the LawnGuyland regional accent, but the Jewish part, that was pure Jihad.
"What's that smell" my nose asked
"It's Cedar-it helps increase your psychic substance, would you like some?" he offered.
Actually, I was talking about that other stench--the one that smelled like industrial- strength-locker room- ass...but I can't always express every thought that comes to mind...
"Sure Phil" I shrugged, "you can never have enough psychic substance Go ahead Feng Shui away."
He took a windex bottle out and started spraying me, chanting some double speak neuro-talk.
He gave the top three ---Buddha , Krishna , and Yahweh, an honorable mention, but Tutankhamen
and Henry the Eighth. He lost me.
" No worries", as dudespeakers in the strangerhood town Paia put it.
Although I left with the weird sensation that the local fish-- mahi mahi's, have fasinating personalities. I was entering TV land's Twilight Zone
Thinking..."Live well and prosper, and, Beam me up Scotty."
What a trip! After a stop at Down To Earth health food store, we made our way over to Twin Falls, where we drank fresh squeezed cane juice, and had Maui gold pineapple--one of the sweetest I've had in a long time.
Shane, the anti-barrista, complete with Kinko curley red hair , cannabis stained finger tips, and OshKosh overalls, copped to the local "ohana" rate after I asked,
"Are you sure this drink is $10 bucks?
We picked ripe guavas and bananas from the nearby trees. Paulette showed me the photos she took of us, and some from this year abroad when she lived in Venice, Italy
"That looks like Vegas, The Venetian" I meant it!
You know, you can't stop the waves but you can learn how to surf, surfing the waves of enlightened moments.
Guess what? When it comes right down to it, where ever I go there I am. Whatever I wind up doing, I wind up doing. Whatever I'm thinking right now, that's what's on my mind. The important question is, now what?
In a world that is moving too fast, the only way to gain personal power is to learn to slow down. The world we want for ourselves and our children will not emerge from pedal-to the- metal speed but rather from a buddha boy spiritual stillness that takes root in our souls.
And the only way to spread one's influence wide is to learn to go long and deep , where East meets West, in the Not So Far East of Hawaii.
Home is not only where the heart is but also where the computer is--and we write to create a world that reflects the heart instead of shattering it.
A fool and his money are soon parted---the oddysey of an average wayfarer.
In one of those that was zen,this is now moments--- the the fool on the hill persists in his folly and becomes (other)wise.I got soaked in Haleakala's subtle, and absolutely silent grace and satori, a kiss from the divine, something for nothing when I least expected.
It's everything I wanted and nothing I needed; a soaring wide angle feeling of freedom and freevangelical power. It took "Everything you are seeking is already here" from a concept to a statement.
Sometimes doing is the wrong thing. There's no smaller package than being all wrapped up in yourself. Less intentional than attentional, I drop the alpha dogma, leaving no shadow, no trace of myself-- Fugly Madame Pele is the new pretty. I have to laugh at her stand-up cosmology.
The wind whispers in my ear,"You go your way, I'll go Maui". It makes this moment fresh, timeless, freed up, wide open.
In such moments, I transcend who I think I am, and cultivate "the witness". I'm an Urban Monk. You are what you eat. It's all one taste; especially when you are eating up the light.
Popcorn Cigarettes Anyone ?
Date: Thu, Sep 6, 2007 Professional Live Tournament
TAGLINE:Jolly Time for Americon lawyers looking for the next Big Tobacco. Public Pretenders go medieval
Votes have been counted: And the winner of the Philip Morris Throat Kazoo in a smokeless catagory goes to Orville Redenbacher. Accepting on his behalf is Wayne Watson.
You could take an entire day of unhealthy binge eating--bacon and eggs breakfast, a Big Mac and fries for lunch, and a texas corn-fed-steak dinner combined and it wouldn't match the artery clogging fat it in a single serving of micro popcorn.
Let's check the stats:
11 slices of Pizza Hut Pizza
8 16oz bags of pretzels
50oz of T-Bone steak
16 pounds of chicken breast
iller" Micro Pop, in all public places, led by SAHM Laurie David---whose only claim to
fame is being the former sex partner of Larry David who helped create Seinfeld. Her job was to love Larry. Now she can join the ranks of the under-employed wives at Sky Bar.
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