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Mindscape Unlocked?
by Adam Funk
97 pages
ISBN: 978-0-9827343-2-2
Price $15.00 (includes shipping)
by Adam Funk
97 pages
ISBN: 978-0-9827343-2-2
Price $15.00 (includes shipping)
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About the author
Adam Funk is a 27 year-old college student. After seven years of
studying English, he received a Bachelor’s Degree in 2008 from the
University of Nevada, Las Vegas.
Currently, he is a student at the College of Southern Nevada taking
part in Paralegal Studies. He wants to be an advocate for the
handicap. His cerebral palsy has made him more aware of the vast
changes that need to be made in public places—like schools.
Adam Funk is a 27 year-old college student. After seven years of
studying English, he received a Bachelor’s Degree in 2008 from the
University of Nevada, Las Vegas.
Currently, he is a student at the College of Southern Nevada taking
part in Paralegal Studies. He wants to be an advocate for the
handicap. His cerebral palsy has made him more aware of the vast
changes that need to be made in public places—like schools.
“It is a privilege to read this book. The vision which
unfolds in Mindscape Unlocked? by Adam Funk is a
most gentle vale. The poems are songs, if not psalms,
objects in a mindscape composed of love, reverence,
honesty, and humility. As one reads, one is brought
deeper into an edenic innocence of mind as pure as the
primordial blossomings of spring. One can only hope
that in the future Mr. Funk doesn't let success go to his
head, but follows the path of humility he, in Mindscape
Unlocked?, has laid out.”
—Joel Netsky author of The Unequivocality of a Rose
unfolds in Mindscape Unlocked? by Adam Funk is a
most gentle vale. The poems are songs, if not psalms,
objects in a mindscape composed of love, reverence,
honesty, and humility. As one reads, one is brought
deeper into an edenic innocence of mind as pure as the
primordial blossomings of spring. One can only hope
that in the future Mr. Funk doesn't let success go to his
head, but follows the path of humility he, in Mindscape
Unlocked?, has laid out.”
—Joel Netsky author of The Unequivocality of a Rose
Enlightenment of the Dragonfly
Forgetting the world around him, and
Retreating to one of his own.
Twofold wings lift him above
The fickle horseflies below.
They cry and nip at his knowledge,
Trying to imitate his flight—
His six legs hold the energy,
His four wings, they hold the weight.
“You shouldn’t use big words for which
The situation has no call!” they say
“And you should not degrade the air
With flight when you know you’ll fall!”
Tranquility drafts the Dragonfly into the morning sun.
Serenity brings him home at night—
Enlightenment has begun.
Forgetting the world around him, and
Retreating to one of his own.
Twofold wings lift him above
The fickle horseflies below.
They cry and nip at his knowledge,
Trying to imitate his flight—
His six legs hold the energy,
His four wings, they hold the weight.
“You shouldn’t use big words for which
The situation has no call!” they say
“And you should not degrade the air
With flight when you know you’ll fall!”
Tranquility drafts the Dragonfly into the morning sun.
Serenity brings him home at night—
Enlightenment has begun.
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A Song for Anastasia
What tones do you hear within the chants of others?
Perhaps harpsichords? Or maybe strings?
It doesn’t matter at all.
The point to Nirvana is to let go of the sharpened.
If you are cut, bleed your way to peace
And let the earth nurse your wounds.
If you are healed by the stitch—
Please wear the scar with pride—
Silken, silent, and knowing.
Enlightenment has no soul except those
The practitioner deems to bestow.
Every breath unfurls the wing, every mantra
Messages letting go.
The secrets of the Universe
Are held in a song to which
You must learn the notes, my dear.
What tones do you hear within the chants of others?
Perhaps harpsichords? Or maybe strings?
It doesn’t matter at all.
The point to Nirvana is to let go of the sharpened.
If you are cut, bleed your way to peace
And let the earth nurse your wounds.
If you are healed by the stitch—
Please wear the scar with pride—
Silken, silent, and knowing.
Enlightenment has no soul except those
The practitioner deems to bestow.
Every breath unfurls the wing, every mantra
Messages letting go.
The secrets of the Universe
Are held in a song to which
You must learn the notes, my dear.