Showing posts with label crazy poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crazy poetry. Show all posts

Friday, February 13, 2015

TOZAN SHEET #22 50 SHADES OF GAY - TOZAN ORDERS A BUTTPLUG FROM AMAZON

Attention, Attention
Zen master Tozan ordered a butt plug from Amazon.com
Anal hubris
Anal Wall St. Journal

Wear it while you trade dividends and futures
The price of gold (and my necklace) is going up, up, up
Francincense and Myrrh are not traded on the commodities market
WHERE THE FUCK IS YOUR FRENCH RESTAURANT NOW?

/

 3 wise men:

1. gay
2. faggot
3. nigger

you approach me with your arms out, as though to hug
you're making yourself a huge fucking target
military contractors don't hug
they cover their genitals in lamp-black

/

fellatio of the mind
clutter lives in the subconscious
do you know where your pizza cutter is?
do you know where that novelty t-shirt you got last year?
do you know where the tarot cards

i use aleister crowley like a dental drill
scuzz living in my neighbor's etheric field
concussive bass music and preserved egg from the chinese restaurant
sweet oil progressing thru your chakra matrix

i am the latent scuzz filling your orifices with caviar
i have a little air-compressed tube to fill you with caviar
jesus, this is grotesque!
mohommedddddddddd knows the retinal scan is really
an anal scan

TOZAN SHEET #12 - ARE YOU IMMORTAL YET?

Are you Immortal Yet


Write me something challenging, she sez
Why seek out the fake zen master
I'm the one who meditates tho
It's true that I sit and don't do a thing
It's true I rarely j/o my f/c
It's true I stare at the sun, moon
It's true I drink the nectars essences and dews
It's true. All that shit I sed is true.
Coffee is the laffy-taffy for grown ups, it's addictive
And people's neurotransmitters are all fucked up
I drive a $70,000 car so I park the shit sideways
And I have no license plate
The Bavarian Illuminati regards me as a harmless cream on top
I just need a donut a donut
Why are women scared of being seen as a hole
The hole is in the brain for most of us
I am celibate in the sense that even when I have sex I'm fucking GOD
And when I'm not fucking I'm still being fucked by God
So I guess the fear of being nothing is accurate
But it's nothing all the way down
Or it's Turtles all the way down
Or it's Bavarian Donuts all the way down
Or it's Holes all the way down
Or it's coffees all the way down
Or it's Tozan Sheets all the way down
Down, Down, Down
Read Richard Fariña's
 Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up To Me
(Random House, 1966)
Read MATRIX WARRIOR
Read POETRY AS INCURRIGLBLE DOGFOOD by Ferlinghetti
Big Red CACK on the front

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I am an entire city
My poems are sold on the waterfront
Where the gothic steamships dock
Unloading crates of severed heads for Kali's Candied Heds
My bespoke British candy shop in the tourist trap section of my pineal gland.
Come and take your clothes off and straddle me and lower your wet pussy onto my cock.
That's pretty much it.
All of the intellectual stuff is like a poo-poo platter in a bad Chinese restaurant
And you're like "I don't want any of this stuff."
You don't want the savory sugared pork sticks
Or the deep fried tofu crab in cream cheese
Or the gluten-sheathed pork and veggie cud potstickers dipped in GMO soysauce
And you don't want the rice pork dim sum dumplings
And the rice comes from a bleach vat in Shanghai
YOU WANT TO BE FUCKED BY GOD

TOZAN SHEET #11 TOZAN'S CRUNK SUPERPOWERS

BITCH YOU KNOW ABOUT THE SIDDHI?

#1 superpower is to know what you want
#2 superpower is to get up on it
#3 superpower is to disregard the pussies and haters
#4 superpower understand dali's great masturbator
#5 superpower is to do what you want
and disconnect parental disapproval syndrome etc bubonic
#6 superpower is to accept that you have them and scream
BITCH U KNOW ABOUT THE SIDDHI to every yogi within reach
#7 superpower is to have a fat cack
you can interpret that how you want cause superpower #9 is you da boss
superpower #8 is obv. to meditate and not be like "oh I transcended everything quite some time ago so there's no point BITCH YOU'RE ASLEEP STILL"
superpower #10 is to stay up for 3 days in a row being on some murder shit and kick everyone's ass at everything and not even care
superpower #11 is to make the dry places wet
superpower #12 attention to detail BIATCH clean your kitchen up slagz
superpower #13 aesthetic psychotic erotic transmute all your feelings into creativity and then lay your fat cack out while everyone falls asleep
superpower #14 speaking of which is to pimp-slap when you're discussing the truest reality and people's eyes start to glaze over and they go unconscious b/c their subconscious knows their ego will die if they keep listening so you go bitch i'll choke u with my fat cack if you don;t actually meditate and they know you mean it so they don't talk to you or email you for 9 months because they're like "omg what if he actually has a fat cack" BITCH I HAVE A FAT CACK

TOZAN SHEET #9 GET HARDCORE

Stealing passion from God in the blazing fire of alchemic imagination

Imaginatio
Deep crux, like holding a crystal goblet
Blue lights flare and shimmer ripped across glass cuts
Your personality bent down into chunks like that
Dip in a cracker to my fucking dip, bitch
Shove the best shard of ego in there
Break off half and leave it laying, whatever
Got a whole bag to go through. . .
Hard and chiseled from lifetimes of sitting
A hardass. A zen gunfighter. A zen stock broker.
Tea boiler. Bastard meditator. Fuck you up meditating.
I went through hard shit for this.
I kicked a lot of ass doing this.
My aura is like a death metal concert, the pussies disperse.
Take your fucking leave of me. It's past your bedtime or something.
Here's the real explanation of enlightenment by a fucking master:

1. Bodhisattva is about generating infinite compassion, love, great.
You make people comfortable. You do your best.
2. Vajra Master uses skilful means and knows waking people up is uncomfortable.
You're not a fucking doormat. You take people out the fucking matrix.
BRING IT.

/
Everything is very legit as long as you understand you're the one doing it.
Your mind.
Your fledgling exotic garden, your most exotic thoughts are the worst.
They persist with their beauty you hold internal let it escape.
Let them excape.
You draw up elaborate plans and suckle the lowfruit nectars but you haven't set shit on fire REALLY
Enlightenment like your hair is on fire
Fake people take their leave of you.
/

TOZAN SHEET #6 HOW TO MASTER SPACE-TIME

better to remain silent
oh well
a skullduggerous invincibility hangs around me like an everything-proof cloak
poetry is constantly being written [in light] on the inside
red-orange fire letters
they vanish
like it or not
god vanishes
WHEN YOU DON'T MEDITATE.
regularly.
chi in the tan tien is legit, too.
real quick this is how to master spacetime:
cut your hair short or, OR:
very long.
you're like: "long ago..."
fuck long ago
NOW.

/

TOZAN SHEET #4 - FUCK ME OR MEDITATE

Fuck me or Meditate

Let's lay everything out. Let's throw it all down like 52 pickup.
"WHOOPS!" let the fucking maids pick it up.
KARMA. It's not what you think, but how.
Assume you are God. #1
Otherwise you're on some slave shit aight?
How many people in your life
Worship you like a god/dezz
Anyone? HELLO SELF WORTH ISSUES

SAMSARA =
ON SOME SLAVE SHIT
Then you try and do something "something"
Then you look for something "out there"
Basically you're getting stuck for $$$$$$$$ but they don't get at the root
Burn at the root of your karma
Fuck me or meditate. Those are your only 2 options.

/
Artists are the closest to god
Because
Once you're enlightened, there is nothing to do, except play with the form.

/
Tantra or just give up

Did u breath consciously today
R U fucking retarded? That's like white belt jutsu
I sit in silence in my parlor.
Yes I have a parlor.
If you don't have a parlor just give up.

I took the dharma name 'Tozan'
Before you ask, it doesn't mean ANYTHING.
Eyes. Crucial portals. Cruicial Crucial.
Gag reflex disconnected, in comes the art juice
Gulp Gulp Gulp
Till you vomit butterflies and concrete
I am way out there
I am not gettable in the conventional sense
I don't have little hungry feelers seeking emotional gratification
My eyes are tuned to a live channel
I have found locations inner that are pure of this static junk
I am invincible because the reflection connection is 100%
I took the dharma test and scored 100%
I'm a rapper so I'm happy to brag about it
Here's Tantra:
It actually goes too 1,000%
But anything over 100 and you get whatever you want
And have no problems.
Flat out.
Read The Dalai Lamas On Tantra
Mullin, Glenn H
Snow Lion, 2013
Read The Tantric Path Of Indestructible Wakefulness
Trungpa, Chögyam
Shambhala, 2013
914 pages
Read The Tao of Wu
RZA (from Wu-Tang BITCH!!!)
Riverhead Books, 2009
You have no idea until you bottom out.
Solitude is preferable.
Hideous in its insightful reticence.
O fuck I spelled that right 1st try!

/

TOZAN SHEET #3 - THE ANSWER TO EVERYTHING

the answer to everything
"you talk too fucking much" -tozan
deep in my ear canal is a part of my ear canal that isn't moist
it itches because colorado is dry
part of my chest hair turned white when i meditate in joshua tree
i don't give a fuck about transmitting accurately
i can see with picasso's eyes
hypercube
nonplanar geomoetries
fuck your mindset up
i'm better than drugs
i'm like this all the time
i am starting the smarter than you, richer than you and hotter than you club
tons of rich, smart and hot people can join
but not you
(written for my ex-girlfriend)

/
god is my ex girlfriend

now we're into deep meta-territory
where even the idea of a wall crumbles
you walk around in shambles like you just ruined your favorite outfit
molten lava inside your bank statement
imagine it
you go anywhere
hollow
you try to break open a whale bone and suck out the marrow
but cheese pizza comes out
alive in nothingness
everything is sleek and black
for a while it looks sexy
but your dark, warped reflection grows too eerie
you hate looking at it for a while and make violent art
then you get used to it and are void of course
this is why we're meant to just FUCK
in the cottony alone void
in the kali yuga
ketchup is not flavorful
you have to use blood.

/

TOZAN SHEET #2 - PICASSO + TANTRA

Let's discuss PICASSO
1. Your attention span increases 10 times a day. Now you read entire books in one sitting due to your abiity to not give a fuck and be in your own energy field
2. Your eyes are brimming with this noisy passion because you actually care about being alive and your spirit is aligned with the life forces so you're constantly being inspired
3. Focus intensely so you actually finish works of art and put them out like your garbage for the dumb fucks to get confused about
BUT YOU YOURSELF
ARE CERTAIN OF WHAT YOU ARE DOING

IN & OUT
Let's discuss fucking.
I mean, "Tantra."
Secret discipline first of all. If you talk about it, people choke or burn.
Know what the fuck you're actually doing, and do it.
Destroy any sense of limitation or egoic smallness or hidden carefulness.
IN
Inspiration preferably very good art. Legit consciousness. Powerful Personal Presence. You are a sponge. You are a submissive on all fours getting pounded. You are getting drizzled with genius reconceptualize every element of life down to what you put in your tea down to how you sleep and for how long.
Crazy minx nobody sees you for 3 days you're ----> IN <----
Tantric lover fux you for 3 days ---> IN <---- every energy orifice vortex vortices orifex
OUT
You create things finished products for the dumb fucks to puzzle over
While you remain completely clear and certain about what you're doing
You have the attitude of continuously fucking up your opponents
Be it the internet or confused self-attitudes or boring habits of being bored
You are being seen and fretted over by dumb fucks everywhere
While you continuously keep fucking them up with art
OUT
Lots of energy pouring out
There is no such thing as "THE RIGHT ONE" or "WHATEVER ONE"
If it's truly whatever you wouldn't notice it
You only notice what you create
If you hold it in contempt that means you actually really care about it
Which means you fucking love it
Keep resisting it it will come harder on you every time
I have come blood before
I used it to paint masterpieces
-Picasso OUT

TOZAN SHEET #1

ode to my bright fucking halo
use me like a pen you found wherever and jacked it
it's yours and you can make it say anything
i'm a custom muppet you designed and built yourself from rubber hoses and discarded bottles of reishi extract

peer at me thru the miron glass
the violet glass tires on my sports car gleammmmmm bitch put your eye out
meditate on the vortices behind the sun
WE FUCKS YOU UP LEBOWSKI
WE GUT OFF YOUR JOHZONSN.
3 level cake:
god,
chocolate,
bread
fuck me right in the god
i fuck you in the god
mad mothafuckaz looking to get fucked in the bread
fucking ASSHOLES

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tozan's outfit

you can't actually see me
when you hear from me you're hearing like a bomb
you didn't see the actual grenade
it's got buddhist logos all over that shit
the symbol employs the power
if you want to figure out what symbol you're interfacing with you have to come and fuck me
don't pretend like this is the waiting room of the dentists office
you're in god's mind

/
i'm the force

I'M THE FORCE
I mean I use the force
Which is part of me
I'M THE FUCKING FORCE

OOOooOoOOO watch Vanilla Sky 3 times in a row
Think about the mask you wear
Why are you wearing a stupid mask in the night club
You could be fucking hot people right now
And by fucking I mean doing epic shit with your life

/
longjammin

I TOOK A STAND
A couple of reasons to be alive
Or anyway some ideas for your review
1. whales don't go shopping or use money EVER
2. I just got free pastries biatch

the meaning of TOZAN

have taken the dharma name "TOZAN" which means nothing so you can stop thinking about it.

If you're bored break up with your boyfriend and come fuck me, I guarantee you it would be interesting.
Stop going to spiritual gatherings, if you're going to pay money get somebody from taskrabbit to bake you a cake or paint your bedroom orange. Here is the only problem with going to shit like that, it's like telling your subconcious you aren't at the highest possible level of evolution.

My music is going great & etc etc i won at life etc.

Increasingly breaking the habit of living with any kind of limitation whatsoever, I think for me for my personal lifestyle the only sin is conceiving of rules or limitations. When I operate outside of that it's creativity non-stop with no judgement on anything.

Studying Picasso a lot, or looking at his eyes anyway. He quit art school furious with establishment & with his father and he would look at other successful artists and get so furious and enraged and he was competitive. He knew within himself a dragon lived there so he woke up and painted 3 masterpieces before breakfast. It was easy for him b/c he didn't think "is this a masterpice" he thought "IMA LAY MY FUCKING COCK DOWN BIATCH*******************) and then he went and fucked gertrude stein or 7 ballarinas or whatever. He had a Dauschhund he named lump.

Spirituality is the study of the force behind the thing. I look at Picasso and I meditate on his animating energy, the force that drove him. I do sungazing and think what dimension is the sun EMANATING FROM that's where you DL the information from. ETC. That's why "reality is a dream" "maya" etc it's that the world is in things behind things. YOU CAN TAKE THAT TO THE BANK

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3X's
I'm good in bed and I have stamina.

-Tozan