Along the Way

3/22-3/29

All we found were the hardships of life
Childhood passed us by before we even realized we were supposed to be paying attention

But isn't that what childhood is
Its the lack of needing to pay attention
Its just being there
Living
Experiencing the world
The universe reminding you that you do matter
But you are VERY small
Lol
We are watching the flares of light emitted by the incandescent souls we meet
Those like nico
He wanders in and out of the peripheral of anyone who will entertain his joy and affection
He is an enigma a gypsy trekking the sky and leaving only the sun in his wake
And oh how it pales to his burn
He blazes with passion to see a bird fly or watch a child watch the world
His is the lust and yearning of life
To embrace and own the experience of experience.....that which is watching the sun rise while knowing it will rise again and be at once equivalent and at the same time superior because each instance is a new experience with the ephemeral
Each breath is a new dance with gaia and every new sound is the whisper of whatever goddess you choose to worship
She muses about the love and warns as a siren song against the worry of anything less than everything you have

a call to action

last i checked

of - 

     for - 

             by - ... hhhmmmmmm i wonder

yeah, that WAS the case

or

so i thought

we fought

we watched

but did nothing

amidst our disgust

or 

discussion

the weight

of your balls.....

motion in poetry and 

in action

in uncertainty

poetry in

motion

in context

in purpose

in passion

is a wake up 

cry

for the help

with the 

certainty certain 

to show us our purpose

1/20/12

a Mirror Effect

Why are you so happy?
---because I got out of bed this morning

Silence is a virtue

Smile

Where is your focus?
      -------inward
    ----outward
              -------forward
--behind
You?


EXCEL AT EVERYTHING YOU DO

"Do the damn thing"
Get back on the fucking horse

Stop Narrating

Be her vision of you
     Butterflyandunicorn

real i dea

who
has any real
idea?!?
lost as we are
far from the truth that emits
as we speak of
now and
loss
and then they
played
as though there were
no,
i wont walk away from the
truth
as it were
or will be
can YOU see
where this path
leads
you
me - we - i - you - he
and she
said to herself,
"im here and
now i know who i
am"
idea, reality with
in - the outside
of
the delusion
and eluded
to
an illusion of self-
respect
your elders
and remember to always
brush your
teeth before
bed

In the Blink of an Eye - Or Less if You are Lucky

you never know what you have until its gone.
this is a popular cliche. and one that is more apt to everyday social context than most realize.
you can wake up one morning, bowl in hand, 30hrs of sleep under your belt, and some meth ready to blaze, all the while thinking that you are headed to the beach to hang out, because in the normal world, well, shit is normal.
oops, your bad.
then you randomly happen to call home. not out of any great concern for it, or anyone, but because you havent called home in, fuck, well it must be days now, but surely not weeks. not weeks. could it be? fuck.
of course it could.
and then you find out the truth.
he's gone...............


awake, but not present. alive, but not aware. here sitting amongst the memories. lost in the haze of my translation, i am giving it poorly. but what would you know of me if you didnt understand my translations. isnt that the primary context by which you gauge who i am. by your own relation to my personal rendition of things.


so back to here and now.
she is 33 years old, for gods sake.
5 kids, dammit, five of them.
and at this moment she is gone. a shell, a slack caricature of herself.
the essence remains.