February 2011
January 2011
The sun set through the white clouds
Something like a water color.
I allowed my self to stand
Still in awe,
Rising
And back down to the ground
Floating
Somewhere in between
Technology tempting
Pockets Empty
By default
A moment, mine alone.
Claim it
Somewhere in between,
Flying.
“Learning how to be kind to ourselves, learning how to respect ourselves, is...”
– Pema Chodron
“The wind blowing through your hair, the warm sun on your face, the cool ground...”
– Christina Galavizo
The problem with us is that human-beings always...
getting into relationships with other human beings, because human-beings give us back all the cues and expectations that our egos desire. But there’s a whole world of stuff…
When have you last talked to the light around you? When have you last addressed the air? Or the ocean? The sky is painted a different hue for you every five minutes, do you notice it? There’s simplicity all around you. Nature...
“If you got glitches in your life computer turn it off and then reboot her.
Now...”
– Andre 3000
Spent the evening mixing
But not the kind you think
Or he thinks
Drinks
or she thinks
Sex.
Records,
I think, all at once.
Spinning
To stop thinking
To pause thoughts
To begin breathing
Spinning,
Within and with out,
I leave mind,
I enter sound.
I enter waves,
Another kind,
Of the universe.
As each instrument its own wise
Vibration
Mixing and spinning together
To make music
To make love
A metaphorical literal...
“LSD opened my eyes. We only use on-tenth of our brain. Just think of what we...”
– Paul McCartney
“Go first to your highest thought about yourself. Imagine the you that you would...”
– Neale Donald Walsch
“It’s gonna be AMAZING.”
