Conversations For Transformation: Essays Inspired By The Ideas Of Werner Erhard

Conversations For Transformation

Essays By Laurence Platt

Inspired By The Ideas Of Werner Erhard

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I've Got Nothing To Say:

Twenty Boxes Of Nearly Haiku

Disneyland, Anaheim, California, USA

June 9, 2007



This collection of nearly haiku, I've Got Nothing To Say: Twenty Boxes Of Nearly Haiku, is the third in a sextology titled Koans And So On: It is the prequel to I've Got Nothing More To Say: Twenty Boxes Of Nearly Haiku II.

I am indebted to Cheryl Hunter who inspired this conversation.




I've got nothing to say. I say it all the time. I say it clearest when my words don't get in the way.
You're never here when I need you. You're always here when I don't need you. You're my man.
I've got a miracle. I keep it in my pocket. When I turn my pocket out, there's nothing in it. That's why I'm full.
I'm a baby boy. I'm God. In the middle I'm just a human being.
Through the eyes of children there's only possibility.
I don't do anything. I don't do it all the time. The less I don't do it the more I'm awake.
"Woman, who do you think you are?" he asked. "Man, I don't think who I am, I know who I am!" she replied.
I smile at the wind. The wind smiles at me. Why do we smile? It's an inside joke.
Show me a fool who knows nothing, and I'll show you a master.
I'd give you emptiness. But you don't need it. You've already got none. You're so rich.
Thank you for stealing everything I own. You left me with nothing but who I really am. Now I've got it all.
I know you love me when I love your work. Please love me when I love my work.
Without you I'd be without you.
I'm a god. I'm a human being. In the middle I'm nothing.
You don't have to be naked to be naked presence.
If I were you, I'd be you. But I'm not. So I'm you and I.
You said I'm a criminal. I said: Is that so? Then you said you lied. I said: Is that so?
Cows go "Moo moo!". Pigs go "Oink oink!". Chickens go "Cheep cheep!". Human beings go "Blah blah blah!".
When there was only one set of footprints in the sand, that's when there was only one set of footprints in the sand.
You remind me of an opening in a way.



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