it all builds on itself

Like seeing the painting from its derivation
Recognizing depth for the first time
The background
The edges
The layers and texture
The contextual placements
The foreground and focal point

Its like using ba pedal to loop yourself and build a song from scratch
Layering
Baseline creates stability
Drums add rhythm and texture
Guitars, immediate stimuli
Harmonies built around one another with complimentary tones and overlay of beats, including syncopation as in jazz

this is the rhythmic coercion of the flow, melding into a cacophony of input, an overwhelming sensory experience.
each step we take is a step forward, through lessons and growth and consciousness. 
we are not here to be idle, or static. we are here to come together, to juxtapose human nature with spiritual nurture. 
to fuse love and light. 
to cultivate blessings through gratitude and grace. 
these are not religious contexts, these are the palpable reality of human existence. there is an inter-connectedness that we can feel, that we know is present, that we wonder at the defining of. the key is to cease attempting to limit it by definitions. to be enthralled. just by soaking it up. 
here now. in this moment. be present. be purposeful. be alive. Be.

we all know people who give something of themselves.
volunteers. teachers. firefighters. policemen. nurses. the list goes on and on.
within some of those people is a divine imprint. some are doing things that they cannot explain, and yet these things resonate clearly with our sense of higher purpose.
saul williams and his poetry and prose.
ken wilbur and his literature on integral psychology.
nancy lublin and the things she does in the non profit world.
artists, like alex grey.
caregivers, nannies, and doctors.

it is in this resonance that we find our purpose. we are told that to be happy is to do the things that you love, to have time, to have family and friends and love. 
how do we find these things? 
it is simple. do things that inspire you. give your gratitude back to the world. resubmit it into the energetic fabric that is our multi-verse. be a social poet. add to the cypher. 

through yoga, or meditation, or simply sitting still, we can find a vibration of this, but we all get there in our own way.

FIRST, we must understand that to get answers we must be asking the questions we need to know the answer TO.
what makes you happy?
what makes you feel good?
what can you do to be uplifting?
what do you have to give back?
how can you help?

what is your poetic style?
find it. forge it. flaunt it.
be it. 

social poetry defined

so·cial

   [soh-shuhl] Show IPA
adjective
1. pertaining to, devoted to, or characterized by friendly companionship or relations: a social club.
2. seeking or enjoying the companionship of others; friendly;sociable; gregarious.
3. of, pertaining to, connected with, or suited to polite or fashionable society: a social event.
4. living or disposed to live in companionship with others or in a community, rather than in isolation: People are social beings.
5. of or pertaining to human society, especially as a body divided into classes according to status: social rank.

po·et·ry

   [poh-i-tree] Show IPA
noun
1. the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by   beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts.
2. literary work in metrical form; verse.
3. prose with poetic  qualities.
4. poetic  qualities however manifested: the poetry of simple acts and things.
5. poetic  spirit or feeling: The pianist played the prelude with poetry.



there are a lot of ways that one could choose to put these two together. i do it like this - actions and intentions given to a dispersing of consciousness expansion, uplifting happiness and growth through the sharing of gratitude, joy and love.
that is social poetry; and much as with literary poetry, it is a difficult, if fun, entity to attempt to narrow down.
so i will do the opposite. i will expand it, because that is at the center of it all, is it not? growth. uplifting. expansion.
from running a hostel, to writing poetry, to running a nonprofit, to working with the music community, we find that we and those around us can usher our social poetry into existence in a myriad of different mediums and methods.
“...but i know we can’t all stay here forever, so i'm gonna write my words on the face of today...”
shannon hoon said those words in a well known blind melon song, 'Change', and they ring true just as much now as ever they might have.
are we writing our words on the face of today?!?
first we step up with occupy, then we step back as we allow rick perry and herman cain to dominate headlines, and congress to pass the NDAA...we are pouring our civil liberties and our basic rights out into the abyss of virtual disposal...what many of us are forgetting is that once we give these rights and liberties away, history has proven repeatedly that they are next to impossible to regain without a major upheaval.
maybe its what we need.
we are raping the land with corn, a crop that is carbon negative to such a degree as to be unconsionably detrimental, while it is next to impossible to get INDUSTRIAL hemp claused into legislature for commercial usage; despite hemps versatility, sustainability and carbon neutral potential, as well as its many health benefits and textile uses which are considerably more environmentally conscious that their alternatives, i.e., replacing wood and forest cutting to make paper, utilization in paints and other liquid textiles, fiber for rope and clothing fabrics, as well as the benefits of hemp oil and the broad array of nutritional properties of the plant and its seeds.
although there are ample technologies and materials available to expand solar energy and wind energy to mass continental levels, and electric and hydrogen batteries are currently already viable options, the petroleum industry continues to thwart attempts at ‘going planet green’
WAKE UP
oil men have KNOWN for years we were headed in this direction.
they are ringing every last gasp of pennies from us in order to extract whatever income they can before making the big jump and leaving the training pants behind.
when we as a society take the jump to global green, to symbiosis with gaia and mother earth, we will be taking a step towards happiness, towards god, towards grace.
this is our social poetry...so, tell me what is your poetic license????