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Back To the Track, Jack

BACK TO THE TRACK, JACK

For easy balance
No need to go to extremes
Walk a wide tightrope

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CHOO CHOO CH’BOOGIE – Vaughn Horton, Denver Darling, and Milt Gabler.

Headin’ for the station with a pack on my back
I’m tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety-clack
And hear the lonesome whistle, see the smoke from the stack
And pal around with democratic fellas named Mac
So take me right back to the track, Jack

Choo-choo, choo-choo ch’boogie
Woo-woo, woo-woo ch’boogie
Choo-choo, choo-choo ch’boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack

You reach your destination, but alas and alack
You need some compensation to get back in the black
You take a morning paper from the top of the stack
And read the situations from the front to the back
The only job that’s open needs a man with a knack
So put it right back in the rack, Jack

Choo-choo, choo-choo ch’boogie
Woo-woo, woo-woo ch’boogie
Choo-choo, choo-choo ch’boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack

Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live the life of Riley in the beaten down shack
So when I hear a whistle, I can peep through the crack
And watch the train a-rollin’ when it’s ballin’ the jack
Well, I just love the rhythm of the clickety-clack
So take me right back to the track, Jack

Choo-choo, choo-choo ch’boogie
Woo-woo, woo-woo ch’boogie
Choo-choo, choo-choo ch’boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack

Take me right back to the track, Jack

Whatever

WHATEVER

Without our past …
Whatever its attributes
It led us to this moment
When thoughts of it
Arise in our mind
Let us honour it
Release the thought
And proceed

Dangly Bits And Traps

DANGLY BITS AND TRAPS

Then again
From a Zen
Or Dzogchen
Viewpoint – or Tao
Relax back into Now
Return – Release
Thought destroys Peace
Breeds Illusion
Confusion
All is One
With no one
Real to worry
To fret or hurry
From here to there
Be more than Aware
Ending up being less
And breathless
Breathe in – Breathe out
No mind what it’s all about

History

HISTORY

An empty cocoon
Abandoned, decays slowly
Its job accomplished

Opinion As Opiate

OPINION AS OPIATE

We call it the truth
Made up as we go along
So quick to protect
Then again why not relax?
Let uncertainty buoy us

A Gracious Pause: Four By Six

A GRACIOUS PAUSE

Don’t waste your precious time
Being such a smart-arse
Relax … Release … Reflect
Let things resolve themselves

Black Hole: Tanka

BLACK HOLE

Don’t give me a hug
Let me give you one instead
Though on second thoughts …

I see it’s all about fear
And we are all one big whole

Divine

DIVINE

Each new born moment
A fresh opportunity
To reseed Eden

Chase That Tail

CHASE THAT TAIL

One being
One moment
No escape
From or to

No need

Rice And Barley

RICE AND BARLEY

Two a misapprehension
There is only ever one
And yet are also two
No apprehension too

Like rice and barley
Found mixed up together
Letting go in the moment
Holding without grasping

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