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Transcendentalistic see-saw life The veins of this city are paved with Our own images Yours match mine Match yours Completely different Become the same thing Confusion, A veil drawn without a cord A veil drawn sheathing the sword

Labeled assassins, the wielders have carried forth Truth in the eye of the beholder means Stuck in a Chinese finger trap

Pull harder, go on try! All this grasping, just because you can see it, Does it really prove true the lie? The apothecary lies dormant Until the seekers know to look for it

How will they ever know? How do they become aware? If not for their own suffering This truth seeks the heart with an unrelenting stare Sideways revelations Pounding at your head The faster you try to move forward The faster the light flashes red STOP

Stay in the place where you are Circled dot, this day place space and time On the great map of life which was written Before you and I were You or I

It had to be written So we could come ‘round to remembering again.

Buzzard wings and breakable things They flit in and out of life carrying a piece of the puzzle What crumbles into ash comes at you once again, wearing a different costume The frailty of a flower that wilts to the ground Is it mourning for the loss of its life, of its riveting emanating power?

Or is it sinking gratefully into surrender, Looking down in anticipation to what the next version of itself will bring...

I don’t know I’m not an expert at which seeds to sow But by now I do know this: What once we think has ended Snakes back around to find us Grieve not for those you think you've “lost” And rejoice not over those whom you feel triumph

For both Will be back.

The secret Is to accept it all, Right where you’re at… And then, oh then The whole world opens

Eyes cannot see And ears cannot hear The infinity of this wonder That only a heart when open can bear.

There is a tingling in the heart of the mountain The knowledge that “it” is about to happen The birds dance a nervous flight into the clouds, As the trees whisper messages from their roots.

It is happening.

The sun looks on from the future Living an eternal dawn Giving, and giving, and giving Until from each organism life is drawn.

The moon lives an eternal night And hears the fear in the heart of the mountain No bracing can stop No subsequent pain can prevent The birth of the new from within.

The constant cycle of rebirth The wheel of time since time began Flowers once picked, then dropped, then forgotten Reach up from the earth yet again.

Do not ignore the rumblings in your heart Though you couldn’t even if you tried; The cracking and breaking The freedom it’s creating Opens the path to begin.

Listen; hear me! Don’t run away from something because it’s real.

Anything can look good, smell good Shiny “perfection” Dazzles your focus and now You’ve left your own path For the promise of a false source

Sure, why not try to fill your empty cup from the outside How’s that worked so far?

The path can get so twisted and difficult As it goes, when breaking into the new The unknown is not comfortable Get out of the safety of your boat Try walking on the turbulent waters of What’s trying to break forth

Don’t run away from the real False idols of this world can flatter and Provide momentary ease But authenticity cannot be squashed, It will raise up every time To remind you that the bliss of ignorance is Also the conduit of the blind

Invulnerable in your vulnerability True power if there ever was any

Feel it Let the fear permeate It’s like knowing that being alone Is no better or different That being in union They are the same And once that clicks All else can flow The joy is insurmountable

And you’re no longer seeking, You just are. Both together, And apart.

I’m looking for you And your red shiny lips Glimpses of you I find in Different faces, different clips I’m not ready Hence why I keep bouncing around Each rub gives a new meaning And sharpens the lens to which I’m bound Piecing together the Pieces of meaning A feather, not a brick Holds the key to this fine-tuning The weight of a feather and it’s Crushing paradigm shifts Seems heavier and harder Than these bricks I’ve piled so high So, I told you, I’m not ready Floating around, ideas of who you are Have my head spinning To fast as of now to begin a new beginning Keep pre-occupied with the idea So as to not face the truth If you can’t be there for yourself with nothing, How can you be there for yourself when it all comes? Don’t worry, I’m coming On my way, I promise Each rub is wearing down this aloof This “proof” That I’m better off Alone.

Denial It’s a dangerous sleuth He’ll factorize your mind and Discombobulate the truth until The anger in your liver builds up so high Now your muscles start to quiver and Your memory runs dry Bones When those structures start to ache With the patterns and the lies the brain continually will make Your back begins to break with the weight of all your lies Now you can’t even undo yourself in spite of all your tries Wisdom It’s hidden in our youth Deep-fried under condition ‘till its forgotten its own truth Knowing is believing and believing must come true Just pray that your own knowing is what was meant to be for you Mind It changes over time You’d think that fact alone would prove that it itself is blind A terrible master and even worse a slave For it the righteous path of servant the only one to pave Heart It’s the end and it’s the start Herein lies that master carver of this world as art Counter-intelligence deeper than your peanut mind Proof of intuition and that love is never blind SOUL It’s hidden in the embers That flame started fanning before the earth even remembers It never goes away it can’t be rattled by your games Each time round just adds on so please be sure to check your aims You’ve got to feel it first Use the journey, quench your thirst No man shall complain without himself to blame So what now? You’re afraid of these facts? You tremble in your cage because you don’t know how to act? We’ve all been there and we all go through it so Buck up on your own love son and Get yourself on to it...

Not all light is seen with the eye You can testify as such but you know it's a lie When you think about the past, it gets a little blurry 'Cause the Soul knows... No hurry

I'm here to tell you what we saw before It doesn't matter if you don't remember what it's for This life will show you if you like it or not Make it stop Make it go away

I won't say that anything is good enough Until I've had back my chance at this one true love And the hungry ghost inside my mouth Who won't let it all in, but she gives it all... Out She gives it all away.

You can say that you don't believe me, but You can't hide from the truth You can't flee from your dreaming when It won't let go your youth and the whispers unwrap Your memory Of home... Take me home.

They speak of things unknown yet your little heart it trembles Trapped within the cage of stone you built, beneath the embers of Your soul's memory of us Was it trust? Or just lust?

I'm not here to fight and I Won't make no demands But this whole damn thing has Got way out my hands and If you wanna know, what I'm thinking, it's just this - I remember bliss In your kiss. Don't want to miss, Your kisses Anymore.

There is no justice in love, no proportion in it, and there need not be, because in any specific instance it is only a glimpse or parable of an embracing, incomprehensible reality. It makes no sense at all because it is the eternal breaking in on the temporal. So how could it subordinate itself to cause or consequence?

-Marilynne Robinson, Gilead

Metronome metronome, Give my thoughts a home Illuminate this foggy path With the guidance my life lacks

Send me the waves only your beats can make strong Tell me the names of saints I’ve searched for so long

Pounding the ethers Floating with feathers No grasping will carry you through this time, Knowing that the path I am to take is stronger Than the maze I’ve been wondering in my mind

Give me that beat Turn up the heat Reveal to me my heart Pedal, give me that kick-start

You have to be lost Before you can be found You have to lose your way For something new to come into play

Metronome metronome Give me my home I’ll march with your beats As we pave these internal streets Leave in our wake, a trail of heavy tears

That shine with the triumph Of ego’s forgotten fears.

Time is sacred, But let me tell you why:

It’s illusion sets forth A canvas of sorts And lays open the road for a lie; Once the web has woven You find yourself stuck lacking motion Clinging to the strands of your design. The gift is looking back So your peanut brain can react To the incongruities living thusly in your mind…

Can you stretch your eyes beyond the power to see To feel the disharmony between yourself and thee? Reaching for the roots Feeling for the truth You’ll find that in the beginning you were free.

Time is not fixed, nor is it real Landing in the source before your web came to be Healing the past, and all of the acts That followed the original account of you and me.

Momentary realization Conduit of illumination This drama spell snapped in a quantum leap Instantly the web Going forward, back to end, Is changed forever, or better yet – Lifted away; it never came to be.

Healing the now Changes the past And shifts everything For the future To be created According to your original task.

Catching the tentacles of your love I take what I can as they brush against me Sweeping essences of Soft, Kind, Gentility Wrap me up enough to thank The stars above for the sorrows I make When instead they slice with pain, Or separation, Or sadness… I weave in and out of the dodge balls you throw Keeping just enough memory to let the feeling grow Your fear is understandable My will is insurmountable And none of this outweighs The tethers that bind us Before now, Back then, Forward always, Without end. Moving through this strange brew life Magnetic soup reflecting you Reflecting me Back to me Back to you Who is who Where is the field Where this all falls away, Rumi? I’ve found it before We’ll find it again Perhaps not until this veil of life is drawn once more But in this moment No one can tell me That the murmuration of our love And the psychic dance it brings Can be outdone By any other Reality.

All this fucking shit All these scissors in my mind Cut apart the truth I wove And leave me stranded blind

How to trust a feeling When it lingers past the mend How to know if your heart is right When the idea comes crashing, THE END.

I navigate this mine-filled terrain As carefully as I can But truth be told My heart is bold I cannot exist inside a sham.

I don’t want to stick to norms By now we know they don’t exist I don’t want to beat your drum And get beaten by my own resists.

I’ve had enough of your expectations I will speak only from my heart Even if it disgusts you and I falter Under the weight of your damning art.

Living thusly, feels so innocent When at first the seed bud breaks But oh for shame And all the pain When you reject the purity I make.

Fear begets fear I can see you, I can hear I know it’s more to do with you Than with me; But oh for shame And all the blame That I feel when you disconnect from me

The conduit Closed.

Blast this curse of cigarettes!

Fingers fumbling as I ignore my own cry Flaming as the ash of relief flares up And my lungs surrender with a sigh

Watching as the smoke comes out Better here than inside my mind I think The fog of desire The thoughts that take me higher Yet leave me dangling and twisted awry

Repeat.

Under the moon majestic The lonely sound of a pinprick I colored my cheeks with the rose blood And followed my love’s steps through the mud

Under the moon majestic The rain fell down my face slick Swiftly I crept along the winding trail Despairing what I’d find beyond the forest veil

Under the moon majestic I saw him standing on the edge cliff Through the trees’ embrace, I could see His eyes deep and stormy like the big blue sea

Under the moon majestic My love’s voice not his own and his mind sick Sorrowful lies and fearful woes Kidnapped sanity from this life he chose

Under the moon majestic The flame burned before the candlewick With one last whisper, I love you now go Over he went, to the valley below

Overcome with strife From the pain of this life, My love on this hillside surrendered. So here will I lie, Until death comes for mine, And thus will our love be remembered

Under the moon majestic.

Black blood It’s the only thing that you don’t lack The coffers of your countenance Are empty, salting the rind The hollow eyes you look though Don’t glow with an internal theme

What happened to you So long ago That turned your blood to black? Did your heart get broke Were your tender dreams smote After the lifeline snapped to slack

I can feel you with a whisper When the cold winds blow my way I seem to recall your sister Who cried the day you went away

A mask of madness A crown of denial You wear upon your crooked throne I have no fear I can only wonder At the sentencing trumpet you’ve blown

I am not judging Just trying to learn I wish it was more of a compassion But the truth is such that no falseness survives And I must speak in similar fashion.

Hollow stone Your feet have grown Into the cold ground on which you stand The lonely black blood Creeping down your head Helps me remember where I’ve been.

Thank you for your time here And I’m sorry for your pain If indeed you have any Either way, you’ve taught me insane.

So glad to be alive (what a relief, that ripple change) So glad to be here with the breathing and the feeling So glad for this late night scrape on my knee So glad for that heart you done broke No worries I’ve got the pieces I’ll put it back together So glad for this broken toe Such a fun time it was kicking through that door So glad for this ultimate timing Of the very number one thing I’ve been asking for since the beginning. So glad to announce that I’m not Frankenstein, My mistake – I’ve got the bone, the blood, the flesh I know where to go I know how to grow:

You make it and you take it and you break it and you pour it inside until it comes spilling out of your mouth and changes the shape of everything you thought you could speak about until you realize you know nothing and speaking words doesn’t make them true.

I’m alive

Come find me find me find me

I’m not hiding

Anymore.

I thought about you today.

There was a leaf Crawling toward me It looked alive, I thought it was a lizard A miniature dinosaur relative, the way it was moving Laughing when I realized my mind took the wind for life I wondered if you would laugh as well? Make a meaningful mountain out of an existential molehill… I have no idea. I wish I did.

I thought about telling you how nerve wracking it was Checking my guitar at the airport And how strange to have everyone looking at you Like you must be “somebody” Because of it. The tumbles on the plane that make my heart skip And prompt me to offer everything to “God” in surrender, Before it’s taken without my permission - Would you see beauty and interest in that? Or roll your eyes with a smile and move on to something more practical? Either way. I’d like to know.

Did you know, that The Indian family who picked me up Took me into their home as one of them? Spices filled the whole house Suhi showed me her Bollywood dances And laughed as she counted to ten in Hindi. Ragi wanted only my arms Nuzzled into my chest, much to his mother’s surprise An instant friend, never a stranger – what magic are The cuddles of a child.

I thought of you, when they dropped me off At this crazy palace hidden in suburbia We saw the lights for miles My room is full of bamboo and perfection. Too perfect. Is this my life? I’m just riding this wave Until the next one finds me. I wanted to tell you How strange it feels And all these fun thoughts inside me.

Would you see the magic, would your curly hair shake with laughter? Round eyes and soft nose crinkled with your apple cheeks Would you think it all a dull creation of nothing to begin with, And move on to the day’s next topic? I have no idea. I wish I did. I’d like to know.

I thought about you today.

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