i am wukong

can't you tell that i m wukong? (who am i speaking to?)

not becos im transformable 72 ways
not becos i can leap more than the letter T in a single bound
not becos the cloud is my persian carpet and not becos i am ancient beyond nations
not becos i beat up demons
not becos i am born of the motherlode
not becos my golden rod grows and grows
and shrinks and shrinks - at will
not becos i have ingested the peach of undigestible immortality
not becos i am a literate monkey
and king of the the hills, earth and heavens

but becos i have a headache
wrapped around my mind

this pride this anger this
nothing that came from nothing
thinking it was really something

and so im 悟空 until i 悟空

what else should my life's work be

the invisible is around me all the time

this pride
this anger
this violence
this agression

what else should my life's work be
but to sooth them into nothingness

first
to give them visibility
make them show themselves
earlier

then
to catch their budding roots

the tsunami is not the wave at the end
crashing the shores
but the birthing undercurrent
still time and space away

not everything

mad see saw is not everything
mad see saw vibrations is not everything
it does not encompass
cannot encompass
lower than the mean
higher than the seen
thus freed

from - -
it is just - -
the way everything is just
yet not just
what it is
is just