tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76495841986849502782024-02-08T04:27:38.572-08:00Zen ClownMike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-42269176758513010902009-05-31T11:52:00.000-07:002009-05-31T11:56:26.432-07:00DOG as a Metaphor for The Soul<h2 class="video_title">A collection of video billboards<br /></h2><h2 class="video_title"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1184035361500" class="video_title">The soul loves the world more than you know</a></h2><h2 class="video_title"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1181469857364" class="video_title">The soul is not especially smart</a></h2><h2 class="video_title"><a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1181240131621" class="video_title">To the soul every day is the sabbath</a></h2><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=1181089127846" class="video_title">When the soul seeks release</a></span>Mike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-90523709405159876472008-11-24T06:58:00.000-08:002008-11-24T07:04:14.466-08:00God must love crazy peopleHe made so many of us<br />When we talk to ourselves<br />on a busy street and we are not<br />talking into a cellphone<br />he smiles<br /><br />When we start arguments out of nothing<br />and imagine persecution<br />so person we bleed, literally we bleed<br />he wants to cry<br /><br />When we miss the rent because<br />we had to spent the only money we had<br />on a Krazy Kat clock with ping pong eyes<br />it is fulfilling as if this<br />was what the universe was for<br /><br />When we weep ourselvbes to sleep<br />because we can't seem to change<br />and we drive everyone we love<br />out into the night cursing<br />it matters, it matters a great deal to him<br /><br />Must must love crazy people or why<br />would he make them the way that they are<br />impossible to put with<br />and unhealable as disease<br /><br />Hhe loves us because<br />we remind him of him<br />Incomprehensible<br />to the heartMike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-32815149540730114212008-09-07T05:38:00.001-07:002008-09-07T05:38:15.608-07:00New Found LandMike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-26868978192584589852008-09-07T05:34:00.000-07:002008-09-07T05:38:02.555-07:00BeheadedThe word has been undermined<br />so you think of mattocks<br />and stained chopping blocks<br /><br />but it should be a term of approval<br />as in, that that is one well-beheaded young man,<br />and he will go places<br /><br />or her beauty was beheaded with<br />a diadem of roses that pulsed<br />with fragrance in the dying light<br /><br />or for use in a vow<br />when it must be especially clear<br />what we intend, as I'll<br />beheaded home to youMike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-70376706476510144232008-09-07T05:32:00.001-07:002008-09-07T05:34:20.676-07:00The Great Chain of BeingFile upon file, every species standing on the shoulder of another species,<br />every individual within each species standing atop the one almost as worthy as him,<br />but not quite, like the rings of saturn that go on forever,<br />and somewhere in there is the least worthy person, standing on the shoulders<br />of a perspicacious ape, or maybe the ape has eclipsed him alreadyMike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-71670477498683132008-07-02T05:44:00.000-07:002008-07-02T05:48:35.997-07:00Unmitigated gallThe oak tree has a gall around its trunk,<br />the only exception to its perfect upright lines<br />but it makes the tree look pregnant<br />and suggests a shortened life.<br /><br />But what does a tree think.<br />The water rises, the sugar is distributed,<br />the leaves splay out in the sun<br />like stewardesses on layoff.<br /><br />Photosynthesis wants no more than this<br />and the effect of hideousness<br />at the waistline, a tumor of wood<br />that throws everything off kilter<br /><br />is minimal, or less.<br />Life goes on despite deformity<br />despite circuitousness<br />despite all obstacles to our flow.Mike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-27933332200848430492008-04-14T13:51:00.001-07:002008-04-14T13:51:16.349-07:00Dig this, dog<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/mfinley98/DOGAsAMetaphorForTheSoul/photo#s5189205339007673330">http://picasaweb.google.com/mfinley98/DOGAsAMetaphorForTheSoul/photo#s5189205339007673330</a>Mike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7649584198684950278.post-62654043769421198842008-04-12T09:49:00.001-07:002008-04-12T09:49:45.680-07:00"THE MINNEAPOLIS"<h3 class="post-title entry-title"> <a href="http://every-day-things.blogspot.com/2008/04/minneapolis.html"><br /></a> </h3> <div style="text-align: center;">The sand at Hidden Falls was still frozen<br />but it softens when you sit<br />because here pumps the first barge of spring<br />coming round the bend.<br />At least as far as you know<br />no, it's no Mark Twain Delta Queen<br />cascading up the waterway<br />the night Old Dixie laid it down<br />but it is pleasant to sit and watch<br />the barges shudder and smack the next ripple<br />pushed on by an engine a fiftieth their size<br />and out of sight around the willow sandbar<br />But as the barges come into view I see<br />they are not coming up empty for gravel or grain<br />but are laden down with construction gear,<br />steel black I-bars, the span of the new bridge<br />they are building by the falls, the one that came down<br />and killed those people last August.<br />It's a smart idea as these bars are huge,<br />they can't be shuttled about on city streets,<br />no helicopter can hold them,<br />and on the next cold barge I see compressors<br />and a crewhouse and gigantic black tires<br />maybe to buffer the boats from the pylons<br />and I see an entire steel staircase in one welded piece<br />you could just drop into place and start climbing<br />but it is on its side now, so the stairs<br />go neither up nor down<br />and would be very awkward to navigate.<br />And it all chugs by, the most remarkable thing,<br />a bridge coming upriver to take its place,<br /><div style="text-align: center;">until it falls too, all bridges fall,<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">and that tiny little tug behind now coming into view,<br />a fiftieth the size of the barges it's pushing<br />is a riverboat, a tug, with whistles whooshing,<br />pushing against current for all it's worth,<br />and on its prow its name, The Minneapolis.</div>Mike Finley ~ Big Vanillahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944010073428661081noreply@blogger.com0