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Water Falls

Anonymous — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 01:06:17 CDT

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A true Taoist

Anonymous — Sun, 30 Sep 2007 23:28:40 CDT

...doesn't exist. Why? Because Taoism isn't some form of religion which requires any form of ritual to enter (like baptism). It simply is a philosophy on life. To be inspired by Tao means to follow the ways of Tao, the path in everyone's life. This means that Tao is an individual philosophy although it casts its presence on everyone. Being Taoistic implies that you live your life in a moderate way. Show love when hate stands tall. Be nice when bad things look upon you. Try to live and shine your light on others. Your friends and family are the most important things in your life. Treat them like they earn this.

Love yourself before you can start to give love. Be at peace with your innerself and find the rest in your Tao. Your path is your own, but influences others. Become inspired. Become one with Tao

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The word Tao translated literally means: way, supreme way, or method. Therefore one can be a Taoist. Taoism is a way of life, and should be practiced daily.

JACKOS' CRAZY WORLD

SPIDER1JAX — Sat, 07 Jul 2007 07:47:47 CDT

MY NAME IS JACKO.I'M FUN, WEIRD, AND WHACKY. I LIVE IN STEVENAGE. I ENJOY READING,(CAN'T WAIT TO HARRY P!) CINEMA SOCIALISING AND ART AND WRITING OF COURSE! I HAVE A WEIRD VIEW OF LIFE AND I CHANNEL ALL THAT IN MY POETRY WRITING, FROM LOVE TO WAR POLITICS, CULTURES, I TRY TO ANSWER THE MAIN QUESTION, SUCH AS WHY ARE WE HERE? WHAT WOULD WE BE IF NOT HUMAN, WHY DO PEOPLE DO WHAT THEY DO?AND MOST TIMES I LEAVE PEOPLE SCRATCHING THEIR HEADS, WHICH IS A GOOD THING! ENJOY!

HOSTAGE 0613

WOULD YOU GOD PAY FOR HIS LIFE
WITH A BULLET OR A PRAYER?
THE CHURCH IS QUIET AS IT LISTENS TO THE PREACHER,
HOSTAGE TO RELIGION,
TO FAITH, IT NEVER WEARS THE SAME CLOTHES,
PRISONER TO SOCIETY,
WE HAVE ALL BECOME THE CHOICE TO CHANGE CHANNELS,
'CHILD, WHY DO YOU WEEP FOR CHRISTIANS?
FOR AS ONE YOU ARE NOT.
WOULD YOU CARE TO PLAY BOMB?'
FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR SANITY AS ONE COUNTRY,
IN THE BEAUTY OF NAILS WE SACRIFICE.
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BLACKER THAN WHITE

MY SKIN IS BLACKER THAN BLACK,
WHITER THAN BLACK,
OR MAYBE I'M WHITER THAN BLACK
IS TAINTED SO MUCH THAT I CAN ATTACK BEING AFRICAN BLACK,
NEGRO! NEGRO!
LIKE A LEACH ON HIGH,
ARE WE RIGHT TO LIVE AS WHITE.
WHEN BLACK IS WHEN WE DIE?
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WIND SWEPT (VIRGIL,BREATHING FLORA WHIRLWINDAENID-I 50-65OVID MET VI 675721)

YOU STROKE MY FACE,

IT SLIDES FROM MY BONES,

THE SANDS SIZZLE IN THE HEATS' DELIGHT,

BUT THE RUMOURS SWAY TO THE OLD MANS' DEMEANOUR,

AGAINST THE YOUNG BOYS GEST,

WINGS UNDEVELOPED TO FLIGHT,

WRINKLED BY WISDOM,

DENIED BY TOUNGUE.
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GRIPPED BY NOSTALGIA

One minute you're asleep,

The next you're dead,

There's no room for being alive,

The sombre tissue holds the most memories,

Gripped by nostalgia.
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THE BLACK WILD

BLACK SATIN GLIDES THROUGH THE GRASS,

OPEN MOUTH,

GANJA KISS,

BURNED STRAW,

WILD TO THE FINGERS AMBITION,

NO TIME TO SPEAK.
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TYPPOUS' REVENGE

YELLOW BITES THE DIGINARIES MARCHING STRIDE,

THE ORDER OF THE NOTES,

A BLUR TO SINGING SCREAMS,

IT SLOPES INTO THE DUSTY DISTANCE

A WILD AND TAUNTED GLARE,

THE CALL OF HONOUR,

A WOUND OF RED AGINST THE FLASH OF SILVER,

PLAINS,

DERELICT FROM TURBAN HOOVES AND IRON EXPOSURE,

YELLOW THOUGHTS, QUIET CHARGE.
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EASELS' LOVER

SHE SITS AND WAITS FOR HIM,

THINKING BRUSH AND THOUGHTFUL PAINT,

HE COMES TOWARDS HER,

BLACK AND BLUE STRIPS PURPLE ON HER FACE,

RED AND BLOOD NIGHT LIES,

THE KNIFE WAVERS.
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ZUBERON! ZUBERON!

The grains of salt trip from my Musura.

Into your eyes,

You dance for me,

ZUBERON! ZUBERON!

TOUCH TO YOU,

MUD HUT SLIDES THE TEARS AWAY.

Wu Wei

Anonymous — Thu, 14 Jun 2007 01:29:53 CDT

Wu-Wei : C Kochmer 2003

Posting Wall

CKochmer — Wed, 23 May 2007 16:57:45 CDT

A Place for personal stories and things you just want to release.

GETTING OLDER

Anonymous — Wed, 25 Apr 2007 11:30:45 CDT

IJUST REALIZED THAT I AM GOING THOUGH A MID LIFE CRISIS, AND THAT IT HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR ALMOST THREE YEARS NOW.
I AM NOW 32 YEARS OLD AND TO MOST PEOPLE THAT IS YOUNG, BUT I HAD TO GROW UP EARLY AS A CHILD AND ACCEPT THINGS THEY WAY THEY WERE. I HAD MY FRIST DEPESSION IN OCTOBER OF LAST YEAR AND I WAS SO CONFUSED (STILL AM LOL) . I REALIZED ALL THIS TODAY. I COULD NOT LOOK INTO A MIRROR, AND STARTED TO GO OUT LATE JUST BECAUSE. I SHAVED MY HEAD, I STOPPED TALKING TO CERTAIN FAMILY MEMBERS. I WAS BECOMING UPSET FOR LITTLE THINGS AND BORED WITH ALL THE THINGS I USE TO DO. I TOOK UP OLD HOBBIES WENT TO THE BATTING CAGES AGAIN. I LOOK AT MY WIFE AND SOMEDAYS I LOVE HER AND THE NEXT I WANT TO LEAVE HER AND FIND A NEW WOMAN TO FOOL AROUND WITH. I NOTICE THAT I FEEL OLDER AND THAT MOST MY LIFE EVERYONE ALWAYS SAID THAT I WAS ALOT OLDER FOR MY AGE. SO WHEN I SAY THAT I AM GOING TOUGH THIS PEOPLE LAUGH AT ME SAYING THAT I AM TO YOUNG BUT PEOPLE FAIL TO REALIZE THAT I HAD TO BE AN ADULT AT A EARLY AGE AFTER MY FATHER LEFT.

Stories

Anonymous — Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:29:38 CST

My name is Bob. HAHAHAHA. (hi bob)

Jesus and the Bear

Pinprick Memories

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The Sex Game

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Poetry

Anonymous — Sat, 23 Sep 2006 09:33:48 CDT

A spot to place poetry under.

Bound by insanity

Chained to the wall

with nothing beneath me

staring into the distance

lost it completly

childs wish

and insanity

pass before me

like a wovie screen

haunted by the past

afraid of the future

sick of the now

I hang helplessly

me feet on nothing but air

nothing but blackness surrounds me

despair has taken over me.

-Ariel Cambridge

http://thousandmoments.wetpaint.com/

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would you like to dance?
dance not with swirling feet
but in dazzling words
would you like to dance under the stars
not hidden by the clouds
but shining in our dreams...
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Casey Kochmer : 2001

Response

Don't just feel the night
make it yours
Don't just dance
dance crazy, the taste of love
buckling under the weight
of life
give me all your glee
groping under the stars

Don't just feel right
take what's yours
Don't just take chances
grab the love from above
fucking under the night
of life
give me all that's free
shining in our dreams...
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author: CrankyPants

Response

The second poem needs some polish. It starts with a nice idea. I like the idea of making the night part of your life. But the poem needs a second pass to tighen it up a bit in the word flow. anyone care to take a shot?

Art

CKochmer — Mon, 12 Jun 2006 00:27:45 CDT

Links or thumbnails to art you like. Could be any reason.

For fun add two links, and then remove one link from this page. Or make up your own rule, who am I to say?

A Walk in Pere-Lachaise

Tea Girl

Light of SunFlowers

Edges

CKochmer — Sun, 11 Jun 2006 12:26:42 CDT

Edges

Friday night
exploring places people congregate
discovering always the boundaries
boundaries of waste lands
too painful to cross

at the edges
painful edges
clickes and cliche, slicing and slashing
at everyone's desire
only to meld, only to belong

watching life at the edges
barbed razor wire shredding grasping hands
keeping back the onlookers
at the edges

to try, to pass
means to bleed
for some humor hides the hurt
for some humor slides past barbed wire
while others use sarcastic bombastic siege
attempting to create openings
at the edges

To belong means to endure
means losing one identity, in order to gain another.
Is it worth the slashing of entry?

Walking away from the edges
to go home
to sleep in the center, of being alone
is far better
than living at these edges
or to pass thru into the muddled middle prattling
of being something else

To go home, alone
starts the trip thru the edges
of being in the center
of being yourself

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Casey Kochmer: October 2003

Wrote this after watching how hard it is to try to belong to groups of people, and the walls put up between each other.

Social Commentary

CKochmer — Sun, 11 Jun 2006 12:25:53 CDT

Links to Social awareness you like. Could be any reason.

For fun add two links, and then remove one link from this page. Or make up your own rule, who am I to say?

Home

CKochmer — Sun, 11 Jun 2006 12:24:54 CDT

Wu Wei Wiki is a collaborative effort to help others discover their own nature and promote social awareness. It started as an extension to the Personal Tao Book and OlyBlog.

So Add a New Page...

explore around and edit / change existing works.

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Stories, Commentary, Poetry, Art and Literature.

Rules? None other than standard Wikipedia style rules to prevent corporate copyright mutants from striking down wrathful lightning bolts of legal speak. Seriously be free, express yourself (with respect for others) and then we will sort things out later as it happens.

Look Beyond

bmattijs — Fri, 02 Jun 2006 22:31:26 CDT

Future as inevidable
Clock goes tick, tock
Forward and backward
No sense of direction

Drive through life
Shattered in a stream
Swiftly shading
It’s approaching

Open your mind
Feel it’s glimpse
The past fades
A new era

Don’t be afraid
Noone can foresee
Disoriented yet save
Clock goes tick, tock

Unbound territory
Dreams unfold it’s mystery
Explained becomes legend
Cast in it’s beauty

A future so clear
Still nothing as speechless
Worn out in between
Clock goes tick, tock

Legend unfolds
Then becomes now
Present turns to past
I grow old

New life on the horizon
Life flows
Chain of evolution
Forgotten glory

New will emerge
Where old stood still
I feel once more
Clock goes tick, tock

What once was
Thoughts of a Great
A threefold in me
Life through myself

In and out
A game of both
Caught on this side
A clock counts me dead

Drag me into myself
My body next to yours
We come one
Clock goes tick, tock

Zen Companion

Anonymous — Fri, 02 Jun 2006 10:25:32 CDT

I’m your Zen companion
Your mind’s cup of nothingness
I allow you crystal clarity
Enlightening your being in bliss

Allowing you to echo reality
Reflecting the world’s way
Become one with the whole
Living completely in today

Freeing you from attachments
Discerning distinctions drivel
Discrimativeless tub of thoughts
Where suffering silently shrivels

I fill you not with emptiness
As filling implies some substance
Empty of even emptiness
Removing selfish sense

I’m not your Zen companion
I don’t even have a face
nameless and unspeakable
I don’t exist and fill no space

Zen Moon

Taoism

CKochmer — Thu, 01 Jun 2006 23:04:05 CDT

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A spot to place poetry under.

Bound by insanity

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Edges

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Look Beyond

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Taoism

Being is born of not being....

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