My First Mandala

See the explanation in "My First Mandala" on Alaqa! (Eastern Unorthodox).

Tags: Jung, mandala

Energy Soup in Cooking

So tired that I only want to float on a bed
Just like a sea otter on the bed of kelp.
Release all the tensions without fearing
That I'd decompose into soup of energy.
If my body wants to do so
Just let it melt into the sea of fantasy.

Floating like a sea otter
With my mouth agape
With my eyes staring blankly at the sky.
Perhaps I look like a typical idiot.
But why do I have to care about How others see me
When I don't even fear being decomposed...

Anyway I am just floating on my own bed
On the sea of fantasy without any tension.
I am decomposing my old self and
Renewing everything in me.

I am energy soup in cooking...
Tags: Deepak Chopra, Thich Nhat Hanh, Zen, relaxation

The Smell of New Creation

Back to the basic... A garbage-collection poem.

Just a few hours before
It was dinner delicious and hot.
Now it's garbage smelly
That will soon start to rot.

It is indeed odour horrible.
But it was originally a sign that
Germs were preparing meal
For hungry scavenger animals.

Not many things smell
As horrible as rotten food.
Yes, we should throw it away
And let the nature do its job.

Rotting of food smells bad.
But it's actually just the smell of
The nature renewing herself.
So it's actually the smell of
New creation...

But alas, the garbage I pick
Has no farm to go back to.
It will just buried in holes
And stay there almost forever.

So the ordour of urban garbage
Is its voiceless cries of longing
To return to earth.

What I can do to console garbage's sorrow
Is to sort paper, metal and plastics
So that some of it have chances of rebirth...

Heirs to Grumpiness

I hope every grumpy old men are as playful as these two... As it's getting hotter in HK, I miss the blizzard that almost killed me in Minneapolis...

Why old men like to lament
About today's young people?
Is it because of envy and regret
That they couldn't fully enjoy
Their youth when it was with them?

A healed mind would advise
But it would not judge.
Complaints are just the sign
That one's mind wants healing.

Then what grumpy old men
Really want is to heal the past
That is filled with so many
Things left undone...

A grumpy grandad has very likely
Created another grumpy dad.
Such a dad is likely help his son
Become another grumpy grandad
A few generations later.

A broken heart can be hereditary.
But I want to leave a clean heart
To the generations to come.

So I want to heal my mind
Because I want my son to
Become an heir to a pleasant world.

So Holy Spirit,
Cleanse my soul
And help me heal my mind!

Ashehra Qaleke!

Ashehra Qaleke! Ah!
Oodook dood dood doo!

Ashehra Qaleke! Ah!
Oodook dood dood doo!

Ashehra Qaleke!
Ashehra Qaleke! Ah!
Oodook dood dood doo!
Oodook dood dood doo!

Yes, it's complete gibberish. But how do you feel now? I hope you find it funny and feel happy...

Tags: Mirmo, ミルモでポン, 魔法小米路

Do You Like a Tyrant?

Do this! Don't do that!
Go this way! Don't go that way!

Do you want someone
To be yelling at you always?
I guess you cannot take it
Even if he is a famed coach.

You want him to know
What you feel
What you want,
Don't you?

I guess you'd jump on
Every opportunity to run away
From this tyrant coach,
Wouldn't you?

Although we don't like a tyrant
We often try to rule our own hearts
Forcibly just like tyrants.
No wonder why we always
Long so much for healing!

Be a friend to yourself.
Be kind to yourself.
Listen to the voice from deep inside
That tells you
What you truly want.

When mighty power of will
Takes you to nowhere
And makes you suffer,
It's high time you listened
To the whisper of your heart...


Ha ha, influenced again by a Miyazaki Anime again! This time unwittingly by Whisper of the Heart（耳をすませば　魔幻街少女）. Sailor suits! Hubba-hubba!

Bombs Defused With Tongue-Speaking

I speak in tongues when I upset with my wife:
Ooshanah alekina herekena hootah....!!!

I can defuse a bomb ticking in my belly
Absolutely without uttering an abusing word.
And the chain of absolutely nonsense words
Usually ends up making her smile.
So I can defuse a bomb ticking in her, too.

Stupidity is sometimes extremely useful
Because it can often soften the tight air around us...