10 Bulls Book is a piece produced in 1993 and only just converted to .pdf for the world to share.

Hawaiian Birdsong Movie 1
Hawaiian Birdsong Movie 2
Hawaiian Birdsong Movie 3

No matter the travails of daily life,
Life seems defined by the simplest act:
Breathing—from first breath to last.
The beating of your heart.

The moments when you are caught breathless
at the sight of beauty.
The soft sighs as you snuggle your lover.

The shock of your heart skipping a beat,
the pain in your chest when your love is harmed.
The tingle of electric shocks through the nervous system—
A transitory sensoria; vibrating in waves of energy

All is naught but waves of energy—
buzzing little particles, bouncing off each other.

as time passes
and days come and go
reasons for survival lose their importance
and I really don’t see
why in the cosmos
would I bother to work
or use money
and then I think why
do I live such a complicated life?
why not give up the comforts of living
and end my suffering.
I really don’t know,
am I too lazy,
or not lazy enough?

We spent the night,
talking about thinking about thinking;
about how humans think.
Because we were waiting for the action to come.
The world of ideas—
The world we live in.
We try to see where they coincide.
Because we are the introspective animals—
The waveforms that compress other waveforms into patterns.
Because we are the thinking animals,
Because we are chattering monkeys.

Only a fool tells everything, for: An honest man knows no peace.

Myself is not myself

this embodiment feels like a distant crude robotic corpse yet so intensely personal.

Winds rise and bellow bullying fronds of palms and insects roll and weave.

Poking the bear again
with just the right pointed stick.
To go to hyperspace—
and to see into the next few dimensions.

Poke, Poke, Poke!

I feel tingling in every atom of my being
which, while fully outlining and highlighting
every neuron and fiber of sense in the physical body
then— extending beyond the tiny physical manifestation I live in
then— my conscious moves beyond this little piece:
Into occupancy— into the mind of the cosmos, the body of the universe.
My face is every face, your face, my face—
My body is every body, your body, my body—
This I is the instrument of goddess
That you is the instrument of god

Everything is everything, do you understand?
Allow to be, of course! — do not judge or define, of course not!
No forget.

Expectation brings sorrow, do not be sad my love.
See the beauty, and you will worry not. The complete
complement will be there, whether it is
seen or unseen.

I see all shapes become smooth and flexible, and running off into 8 dimensions
I see every single color as a shimmering spectrum of all component colors in each color.

Please universe, tell me what to manifest. I am your instrument.
Really? Just be?
Everything is everything, that is all that needs to be said.
Being is the only necessary action.

End transmission.

It is easier and harder to be funny than you think. Comedy is telling the truth in an original and (hopefully) artful way. This is true of any medium for expression.

Create an unique perspective and style that builds on predecessors with insight and wit to dissect a subject. Any subject is appropriate, but it must be something that tugs at your soul so deeply that you feel it in the pit of your stomach.

We laugh when there is a fact of life that is far too painful to take seriously. Allowing yourself to tell jokes about something people are uncomfortable with brings a taboo subject out into the open. In this way stress is relieved, by laughing at the realities of life.