posted August 23, 2001 09:50 PM               

Here you came, upon my soul.
So loud your message,
So loud your soul.

So very soft your touch.

Wondering why you left?

Was it so hard, or was it just simple??
Your voice carries on through the ripple's of our existence.

Show me your love.
Show us your Grace..
Within us you occupy such a lovely place.
My Love, Our Love is forever with you.

** For Jeff Buckley in Memory

Copyright 2001, Mrbf. Prod. All Rights Reserved.

posted August 25, 2001 12:53 AM               

Have a nice morning. Goodnight to you dear Duncan.

posted August 25, 2001 02:30 PM               

Looking in your eyes,
over the trees,
over the stars,
up in the sky.

Heavy, heavy the evening rain.
The winds, pounding so hard down upon us.

Flutter to the wind,
my stolen friend,
for where does your soul lie??

Traveling these streets,
these paths with you.
I'm catching your heart on
my sleeve.

Give me some of you,
Give me some of your heart.
Give me the forgotten love
gone astray.
Girl, give it all to me.

Here within the midst of night
I reach for you,
for your veil to hold onto.

Here the lonliness lifts,
into the clouds of bliss.
Here upon you.

© 2001, Mrbf. Prod. All Rights Reserved.

posted August 26, 2001 02:09 PM               

Here's wishing you a day of much enlightenment and peace.

posted August 27, 2001 01:11 AM               

Can we?

That would be great and we are free the weekend.

posted August 28, 2001 06:22 PM               

Cut through the sorrow,
Rip to the bone.
My voice has been shattered.
Put in a box,
Put over there, near the chair.
I am so quiet.

Here, I peep out,
into the corner of your image.
It is part whole, other gone long ago.

Still some movement.
Some stir.
Quiet you up, in a box,
in the dark, the bed of desire.

Here the satin shimmers of lust,
upon words of lost figures.
Here the desires, here the desire to melt
together.
History old, new time to consider.

Dazzle me then Sir.
I want to glitter.,
Forever with you, as we move so close together.

Oh give me more, please give me more.
Please give me more, for
I'll never get enough.

Here the bed of desire,
here your touch reaching out to me.
Even in a distance, I feel you near.

Oh give me more, please give me more.
Please give me more, for
I'll never get enough.

(love)

© 2001, Mrbf Prod. All Rights Reserved.

posted August 30, 2001 01:09 PM               

Distance comes between us.
A flickering of light, a warmth so bright.

Your smile, I’ve seen.
Now it disappears only from sight.

Find the time, find the time.
Fill this space of mine.

I’ve searched over the streets,
Roads dark and long.

Only remembering, your sweet face.
Holding my breath.

Oh the yearning, this constant burning.
Space in distance, peace happens by.

I long for you so.
I only yearn so slow.

Where will I find you???
The space all so wide.

No place to hide, no place to hide.

A smile, a laugh, a memory of you.
A space for us waits.

For NC

© 2001, Mrbf. Prods. All Rights Reserved.

posted August 30, 2001 05:49 PM               

Put away the laughter,
Put away the sun.

Smile at yourself,
Laugh if you must.

Be sure you know,
It’s simply true.

This Life is precious.
We are so few.

Simple the matters,
Of daily affairs.

Do not complicate
The already complex.

Be sure you know,
It’s simply true.

This life is precious.
We are so few.

Share your love,
And share your heart.

Kindness will grow,
From your seeds planted.

Still, so much confusion.
I know I see clear.

Be sure you know.
It’s simply true.

This Life is precious.
We are so few.

Know your heart.
Follow your dreams.
Strong be thy keeper.

I know I see clear.

Be sure you know.
It’s simply true.

This life is too precious.
Cherish it dear.

© 2001, Mrbf Prods. All Rights Reserved.

posted August 30, 2001 08:09 PM               

Ah, how nimble the writer’s pen,
That swats the bugs of the mind.
Why I’ve been at it all day.

Slowly I stumble, down the road.

Cars coming at me, zig zagging around.

I think of you, you think of me.
How deceiving.
Reality upon us.

The sound of the fan.
I’m mixed in with the twirl.
I’m mixed in.

In silence, I’m grieving.
For the touch of your lost soul.

Lately believing in my plan,
Where then?????

Amongst the ruins of the hearts that fall,
Buried the treasure of diamonds, pearls, emeralds, and rubies.

Red, like your color.
Wet as ice, your body gleaming.

I spring from the crevices of the caves of ruin.

Here the daylight, so bright.
Amongst my hearts ruins.

To hike your soul, the mountain so high.
To touch the sky, the sparkling stars.

Heart strong I remain, in your flesh, your hair.
Holding on.

Slipping from your grasp, I’m slipping, falling.
Falling, falling……….
Falling into the river, cold, dark……shiver.

Here amongst the ruins of the hearts that fall.

Smiling, waving at you my friend.

I never lost sight.
You are my buoy, keeping me a float.

Crashing the night, like a hammer to stone.
I crumble with the waves here amongst the ruins of the hearts that fall.

Into the shadows of our minds, the dark stories we tell.

Never believing, never seeing the faults of you.

I’m trying to run,
Trying to run.

Hardly moving, here in time, my steps from you.

I’m glued to the ruins of our hearts that fall.

Isn’t it a pity?
Isn’t it a shame??

I’m glued to the ruins of the hearts that fall.

© 2001, Mrbf. Prods.
All Rights Reserved.

posted August 31, 2001 03:45 PM               

Thank you for everything you have given!!!

"Sunrise"

Here unto you, my beautiful sky.
Pinks, purples, blues, greens, the gentleness of your unfolding.

Big, orange egg, rising from the calm waters of the earth;
so I have come, to witness your beauty.

Everyday you rise.
In majesty.
So strong- your warmth, your love of this world.

So comforting to know, we can count on you.

So soothing, your calm, smiling face.

Movement slow, gentle.

You smile again for me.

Over the water,
You sparkle, you show us the way to your door.
It's a bright orange glistening path.

Almost feel I can run to your door,
But how far away.

Seabirds fly, past you.
They know this special time you are giving.
Each day to greet us, the beauty of you.

The shores of time at your demand.

The hands of time, unwind before you.

Let me share in your pleasure.
Such grace, so given.

I love your light.
The light you have given.

I love this light.
This light you are giving.

© 2001, Mrbf Prods.
All Rights Reserved.

posted August 31, 2001 05:27 PM               

hope this doesn't offend, but...

if this is a two way conversation you're having with duncan, why aren't you just doing it in email?
I would never think you to be rude, you have always been the epitome of class...but isn't it sort of, uh, I dunno...considering we would all like to have a conversation with the man hisbadself....sorta flaunting this relationship? I hope I don't get blasted for this, but I've been wondering ever since I saw this thread...

posted September 01, 2001 01:23 AM               

Boy what a difference a day can make. You sent me such a beautiful e-mail yesterday. What was that all about? I think it is you who may be practicing deceit.

I use my thread to communicate to Duncan.
I will reiterate again, that Duncan told me to write him here. It's true that one's imagination can run wild and dream up all sorts of things, when trying to understand someone else's thoughts and feelings. (Especially when their not even directed or written to you) I think that you guys are just trying to understand something that is not for you to understand. I simply write to Duncan and really, it's quite personal you see. Don't try to figure out every little thing and every little thing about one's business. (Every word) I hate that. Yuck.

Once again, my writings are for Duncan to understand and are written to him.(That's why I post them on this thread) As for any relationship, well that remains personal as well.

Sorry, there's nothing to twist around here Shari. Look elsewhere.

PS.Shari- I don't have to clarify anything for you for I wasn't speaking to you.

posted September 01, 2001 01:56 AM               

Much peace be with you and please let me know if you feel inspired to sing and (or)write music to any of these songs.

Always thanks.

posted September 01, 2001 02:19 AM               

I love those lyrics.

posted September 01, 2001 09:10 AM               

Okay. Since I happen to know everyone involved, would anyone mind if I interject?? I hate being the mediator and sticking my nose in other people's business, but I feel like I have to say something...

First of all, Placetobe... How long have you been participating on this MB?? I'd hold off on passing judgment until you truly understand the situation and the people involved... Not trying to be rude, just some friendly advice

Okay. So I know we are all very impressed with the way that Michele can express herself without a second thought... She just seems to be able to put her heart out there and let people think what they will and I TRULY respect that.... I wish I had the courage to do that... and I know that Duncan told her to post to him here... Which is makes sense... I'm sure that if any of us went up to him after a concert and asked him how we could get in touch with him, he would tell us to post here...Because obviously he can't distribute his e-mail address and he does occasionally visit this board...

I know both Michele and Shari quite well and I have a tremendous amount of respect for both of them. I think that Shari's concerns were genuine when she posted her opinion on the matter. There were obviously quite a few people who were confused. And she simply didn't want them to go around believing something that was not 100% correct. She truly meant no harm in posting and also holds Michele in high regards...

On the other hand, Michele may not have meant to mislead anyone with her comments.. Michele is a very passionate, poetic, and spiritual person and often speaks in abstract ways... She has always felt like this was a place where she could express herself in those ways.. Her thread was simply meant as a place where she could express herself through her poetry...

So, if nothing else, I hope that this post serves to reiterate to both Shari and Michele how amazing I think they both are and to let all the newcomers know that as well.

I truly hope you guys can get past this.. (don't either of you get any crazy ideas like leaving the MB )

Michele... try to see that what Shari says is in no way meant to hurt you.. Simply to keep everyone else properly informed... and maybe it's not her place to do that, but I think that she felt like it was your place and since she felt like you weren't making it clear, she took it upon herself to do so

Okay. Sorry for doing this publicly, but my intention by that was to make sure that no one's reputation got tarnished I apologize for getting into this if I wasn't welcome in the conversation....

Guys, feel free to e-mail me!!!

Love,

Britt

posted September 01, 2001 10:54 AM               

Britt,

The very fact that Wolfspirit has to butt into everyone's business is repulsive. It's pretty disgusting. And these are words I never use. She should get a day or night job or something. It's not her place to try to clarify anything for anyone on this MB. And even though you and I have only spoken a few times Britt, I am an honest person always. And I do speak what my heart feels. And yes, how receptive of you to know I also speak in abstract ways. That is for Duncan to understand, atleast in this case. Yes, I am posting to Duncan and I do believe that he does read all that I post. I am not writing to a Wall, so yes, I believe this is a two way conversation, even though he speaks to me in other ways and does not post back here on this MB. So, in my opinion, it is a 2 way conversation. He speaks to me in other ways. And that’s really not for any of you to try to figure out.

Very early on, Shari and some others apologized for thier behavior and remarks to me before. To tell you the truth, it's just not their place to make these stupid, unfounded remarks, because they feel I MAY know Duncan. (Or because they feel they have a need to have to try to figure out everything, not intended for them to figure out.) I mean come on get real. Maybe, if they could see past all the bull-crap they are conjuring up in their minds, as Placetobe put it, they would be able to see much clearer and could spend their time on much more important things, like themselves. They should worry about themselves, and not what everyone is writing on this Messsage Board, especially, when it was not directed to them. In other words……. “Mind Your Own Business,” unless someone asks you for your comments. And I would think it much better to be positive, instead of negative. And yes, sending a private e-mail would have been better. But in this case, I speak to Duncan here and will continue to.

Thanks and have a beautiful day all.

posted September 01, 2001 01:07 PM               

You won't hear from me again. Carry on here as you will, and I will not ask you to clarify for anyone again. And I DO hope you become a famous lyricist someday. I stated in my above post that I liked some of your poems. Good luck to you.
Shari.

posted September 01, 2001 02:42 PM               

I read a few words of Shari's most recent post and I don't feel I want to waste my time reading any more of it.

Ken, your cool.

Sitting here thinking.
Sitting here thinking.
Funny how some people think.

We wonder about all sorts of things.
Some we shouldn’t be wondering.

We question others,
When we should not be questioning.

Funny, looking out my window I see,
Big, gigantic, huge old trees.
They aren’t wondering how they came to be.

Their just here for the moment in time.
They are not questioning me.

Be still in time then.
Don’t question me.

What’s good for me, will never be
Good for you.

Don’t try to question me.
Let’s examine all the footsteps along the way.

For we all see them in our own way.

© 2001, Mrbf. Prods.

posted September 01, 2001 02:58 PM               

What you must question is your own understanding of what has been written, but don't question other's of what they write. Or understand that they may not answer or better yet, may not answer to your liking.

It's not your place. Think Ken and Shari, Would you really want me questioning you? Your every word. I write passionately, emotionally and deeply; so your Art speaks in it's own way Ken.

We are all entitled to our own thoughts. I only speak honestly about how I feel. So, hey happy I feel. I will never be a phoney person. 3/4 or more of the stuff on this Message Board I don't even read. Yes, My writing is very deep, but it can be taken so many ways and I may add has been developing tremendously thanks to all of you.

It appears that the two of you have made something out of nothing. Let's just respect eachother, but don't try to figure out every little word anyone may write .
That's silly. Even better, don't read what I write.

And don't try to figure out what I write to Duncan. It's very personal.

posted September 01, 2001 10:07 PM               

Wolfspirit, you questioned the fact that you BUTT into Everyone's business. Well it's written all over this Message Board constantly, everyday.

posted September 02, 2001 01:52 PM               

Listen, hope your having a nice
holiday. I'm probably going up to Princeton, NJ today, but feel a headache coming on. Today is just like any day. If I had my choice I would probably just stay home. I enjoy that best. I'm a real homebody.

posted September 02, 2001 08:03 PM               

Everyday we see things more clearly and our hearts can soar, just from the love of this life. Of course there are always difficulties, but that is part of the plan. That is which enables us to see the light.

posted September 06, 2001 02:35 PM               

I will be so very happy to see you again tomorrow evening.

Much Peace and Enlightenment be with you,
Michele

SGI President Ikeda's Daily Encouragement for May 01

posted September 10, 2001 11:49 PM               

Thanks so much.

Can't help but wonder where you put what was in the box? **Some place special I hope.

(This should keep them wondering.)

Love and goodnight Duncan,
Michele