Monday, March 1, 2010

meditations

in this moment i am happy and closer to my deity than i have ever been.  I feel it beating in my heart and soaring thru my spirit- i feel it whispering in the wind against my skin and surrounding my soul in a protective, loving embrace that allows me freedom i've never before felt.  the pieces fall together in an order my mind can't conceive but i am resolved to go with the flow.  i'm in an aqueous transmission and enjoying the rhythm of the waves of emotion that surface on my shore- I'm in a calm that is only equaled by the planets circling their orbits as days pass to months pass to years pass to eons immeasurable- I'm steady and understated in my circumstances and happenstances- I'm  a sunset bursting with passion and sparkling across the water of my past that has molded me and placed me above the horizon to set at dusk allowing me to rise as a new dawn- I'm the breeze in the top of the trees that sings your name- I'm the moment between each breath, the silence between thoughts, the awareness of the empty space in the corner of your mind- I'm Love- the path is not always the path you seek but the path that presents itself beneath your feet- step carefully and go lightly and may you find what you are looking for.

(listening to Incubus, Morning View)

Friday, January 15, 2010

time travel

I hear those sounds and I'm home- it's a feeling, a memory, a state of mind- time travel, don't get left behind.  Let me love you to death if i'm good enough for you- let me know how you feel and how you think and where i fit in your deep blue soul- tell me how to make it all fit right and lets sit tight- see what comes of it... where from here and what to now?  the jukebox needs more quarters and my pockets are full of lint- why doesn't this kid get the hint?  it's  a mystery as i lay here shivering from the cold, the anticipation of  a hand to hold, don't be too bold- play your cards  just right- what is happening here tonight.... everytime sings in my mind and thru the speakers it pounds in my head and in my heart  and I see that things are about to bust apart- it's never all that it seems but that don't mean a thing when you're watching the rainbows in a moon beam.  life is swirling and effervescent, all we got is what he have right now- the only time that matters is this moment- the only thing that will be is written in the horizon if you can reach it to read it then hand it out as fortunes at the fair.  emotions lay thick in the air and summer is steeped in sexy and skin- boilin in the sun at the waters edge what comes closer to perfection than this?  


listening to Everytime by Jono Fernandez

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Coffee breath

I smell your coffee and cigarettes and it makes my teeth feel stained- it permeates the surrounding air infecting the freshness with thoughts of the past and days gone by- why then, this smell, today, here and now, place thoughts like these in my mind? Why is it never truly over even when its been over for almost a decade? It was over before it ever began- whisper in my ear and ask me to hold your hand- be brave knowing that I'm right here- I will never leave- I'm not capable of the hurt that comes with the separation from your soul- I'll suffer it thru and do what I have to do to find a way to be me~
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Saturday, December 26, 2009

common themes

we're all linked together and we need to let go of the hurt, the suffering, the anger and LOVE.  we need to find our happy by giving out what we hope to have- this isn't material and it will cost you nothing.  It will allow you the freedom from fear- it will allow your soul to breathe deeply and enjoy each moment- it will complete your being by BEING, peaceful and at one with those that surround you. unity is the glue that binds us in our experiences and our perspectives... without that we have nothing... we have no hand to hold or eye to gaze in.  cooperation is key in determining presence of mind and belonging.  keep moving forward... but don't hesitate when a mistake is made.  i'm sorry we made mistakes, i'm sorry we weren't strong, I'm sorry that we didn't have a better soundtrack and sometimes i miss you but mostly i'm glad you're gone.  i tried to love you like you needed to be loved but i didn't love me enough to fill your tank too.  I tried to be there but i was letting me down all the time, I tried to stand in line, be somebody i wasn't and for what?  for a whisper that faded in the breeze  when the sun went behind the clouds- for promise that never stuck and for a heap of hurt for us both.  evening cocktails make it blurry and so much easier to take but it leaves me with a hangover that was years in the making and i'm still searching for the cure.  obscure as it may be i'll find it when i find me.

Monday, December 14, 2009

love decays

heart wilts like the petals of a picked rose- delicate decisions dangle in the air and moments can't be returned or changed. speak softly.  pain pricks brain repeatedly and here we sit, smoke hanging in air and tears streak across your cheek.  I'm here friend, Hi friend.  don't let this coma take you away to another time, place or day when things seemed better.  reality is twisted and soul sometimes gets it wrong.  one moment sits perfectly, string a few more together and the rhythm changes and expands.  the scene is different, wrong somehow... it's complicated... whatever.... keep moving or you sink- like a rock- in the depth of your mind, the depth of the water, the depth of the nothing.  swaying in numbness, keeping pain at bay by distracting dead thoughts that enter thru the ether and have nowhere special to go.  then the piano kicks in and crushing nerve endings fire up and out and the monster wakes... this gentle harmony is too much to bear and you wear it on your face and burden it upon your back feeling the emptiness in your chest while filling with devotion and hope- is this mix even possible?  back it up and hear it again and  Hi Friend... Soma will wake you from your coma.  take a dose and call me in the morning.




(listening to Soma by Deadmau5)

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

tekky geeks

Red pepper inspires perspiration poured thru on dance floors- the tekky geek behind the gear is the god the crowd worships- ladies love him and gents want to be him- time wave confuses- was that the start or the end- can we be friends? How will that play out when ur half a world away and in another season- I've nowhere else to be so I'll sit here and be me while the world spins out of our grasp- touch- so simple and yet complicated thru space and emotional longing- wanting new ink but not having a pen to use- hey Q- when r u gonna learn and accept the canvas that was offered U- raising skaters- raising awareness- raising conflicted dilemma and arms- raising tides and raising a ruckus- this is the only chance we've got- get it- go with it- ride it down the slope like the bloke on the board and roar for what u believe in- NeverSummer sits rusting in the garage and poor thing has so much life left in it- like the woman I know that let her hair grow to prove she wasn't dead yet- painted a smile on and tried her best to remember how to get her groove on- positivity pulls us thru.
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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Jammed frequency

Music bumps and speakers tweet the sounds my body can pump to- change on the horizon and hope in the atmosphere leaves dreams in consciousness unspoken and imagined silence gives birth to new dreads- forget the un-dead zombies that haunt-these fears are much more gruesome- shivers pimple flesh and pucker spirit- do u know who I am- do u care- for what it's worth, I'm a figment of a fraction of sense in your head that speaks softly and is often ignored- fragile fidgetting and elegant energies make for an odd combination- hurried harry rushes passed- where does he think the sidewalk leads and what is he rushing for- searching for more- contemplating conflictions in the chilled air- hanging from bare trees are thoughts like dead leaves- paper thin and delicate, decaying and life giving- this is the legacy left by a dancer that strived for more... That tried to define definitions and ambitions but drifted and became lost inside the frustrations~
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