Jump end process? - by Bes Zain

That is your life,
this is mine,
all right to overlap,
just avoid destroying my line.

Whatever you do,
I can be here,
What you have done,
no need to repair.

Whatever I do,
you can be there,
I hope you are,
for we laugh at despair.

The focus is now,
for that is real,
the past is now,
because you are here.

Let it be,
just focus on nothing,
relax, calm down,
and let the feelings fling.

Let me jump,
so I can see,
I’ll help you jump,
in your living spree.

It is a good life,
if you actually live it good,
saying it is good,
is simply not that good.

It is a wasted life,
if you actually waste it,
saying it is wasted,
is simply not enough.

Let us laugh at those,
who live life on quotes,
let us observe those,
who live life without coats.

It is all right to jump,
for that is how life can be,
let us jump, run and walk together,
for without obligations life is free.

Photographer: Katie.

Related to “Imagine the end if you want to observe it.”

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They drink the coffee, or they go mad,
coffee gives them life, otherwise they’re sad,
they sip the liquid, and then they’re glad,
they want it now, to live life on a drinking fad.

“You don’t know your coffee?“, they ask me surprised,
“I can have my own coffee?“, I ask them back, surprised,
depend on a liquid they do, to fight their demise,
if i don’t drink coffee, they throw at me some spites.

Leave me be, coffee people, I will drink when I want,
Coffee people can keep forcing others to be zombies over obligatory taunts,
I want to enjoy this when I want, not as your obligatory depending cult,
there is no Z in coffee, so you can keep dreaming “but!”

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Everyone wants a life,
something with money, sugar, and salt,
everyone talks about the life,
this is a life with a lot of talk.

If you have money, then you surely have it,
the money brings life, life to enjoy it,
if you suffer today and work for tomorrow,
you are surely to have money and no sorrow.

If you are poor, then you surely have it,
the poorness brings humbleness and wisdom too,
if you suffer today and also tomorrow,
you have patience, peace, and are forever happy too.

For me, all of those are just talks,
talking about things just to impress,
for me, there is no life plan and no life work,
for the plan and the path is life itself.

Related to “Light can take away life.”

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One day in SF I saw two heads,
one was leaning & one upset,
I wondered “wth?” and what they wanted,
heads heads heads heads heads.

I asked the head on the left,
“why you rolling? is that your bed?”,
I got no reply, just a weird wince,
wince wince wince wince wince.

I was kind of scared to talk,
to the upset face on the right,
he was yelling & did not see,
me me me me me.

Apparently the two had somehow met,
earlier in life on an emotional set,
the two had never gotten along,
fight fight fight fight fight.

The one on the right felt ignored,
he felt like the other always acted bored,
the one on the right had many complaints,
damn this damn this damn this.

The one on the left felt abused,
he was asked for favors and kind of felt misused,
by the one on the right he always accused,
used bruised refused confused.

So now instead of a visual landmark,
I got stuck with two fighting sharks,
oh I just wanted to make new friends,
dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb.

I could ask the right what he said,
and I could ask the left what he felt,
but then I thought of the pain that would ensue,
subdue subdue subdue.

So I decided to bid farewell to the two,
but talking or listening would only be moot,
so I jumped through the danger loop,
jump through escape through jump through!

Photographer: Katie.

Related: “Communicate yes or no.”

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Not much to explain,
in the words that the light wants,
for the light simply want an admittance,
that it is the light that I want.

Well the truth is, the night gives enough light,
to live and to have fun,
to breathe and to be alive,
and to realize I am all, and I am one.

So I live the night and live the life,
and try everything in the regular light life,
for that is how I can feel the life and the real friends,
a few, but more than enough for a real blasting life.

The night is the fun,
and the night is the life,
and I have realized, in addition to that & other things,
that the life is also the night, and the night gives wings.

Photographer: Adrian.

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It does not matter,
if you look that way,
for looking at something,
you may simply be looking away.

“I must observe this like others or feel dead”,
many people say,
though I rarely see anyone,
wanting to look away.

For looking at everything,
is not always the answer,
and looking at specific things,
is not always an answer.

So get higher, or lower, or move a bit,
whether physically or mentally, into orbit,
simply distance yourself from the distance,
and see what is dark, and what seems to be lit.

It can be good to sometimes,
look away from what everyone looks at in the day,
it can be very relaxing to just be there,
without actually looking or looking away.

Photographer: Child labor.

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“What are you doing?”,
said the people in the sun,
I look back and say,
“I’m having real fun!”

They said “How can you find fun,
when you jump and then you fall,
we are all laughing at you,
for your demise seems to be your call.”

I said while jumping, “Yes, this be my call,
for you think that if I am different,
I do not know how to think,
or that I am running away from it all.

For me, to think from scratch,
is the real life and fun,
for the real life is not in getting up with everyone,
but to walk, jump and fall into the real and awesome fun!”

Photographer: Adrian.

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