Souleye free thought

Evening of a writer 10/15/10

2010-10-17T15:41:00.001-07:00

The clock was perfect.
Each hand rotated
in response to the other
--a random way
to track the day.
A simple metronome,
then the chorus,
trumpets roaring
…could almost see the shape of this exact time
this exact evening
how it fit into the all
yet rose above it.
Then the mundane
--a routine to tend to, a hand to lend you,
a vibrant face the color of marble
pressed against
cosmic space;
outlines in the sand
washed away
appearing again…
a holy mystery
written with a comic’s wit,
Arms on hips right hand holding chin,
...could be a reconfirguration,
An open face gazing up into the rain unflinching...

Right Before Go 7/14-19/10 1:26 AM

2010-07-19T19:41:00.001-07:00

It’s the closing moments in the final seconds before the flame is out,
A minuet inspection of your inner self.
Stay with us now, its not much farther north.
Alternatively, the other plan is to pencil it out.
Just write, the voice repeats.
Quietly sneaking around to yell out loud.
Figure eight movements from the hips.
Shoulders up and down like the shape of a staircase.
Program this ace; reformat the formal way of happenings.
Tidy up the tide turning us over.
Opposite hand tight before the grasp.
Body squeezed in breath pushed out.
Crimson flames embody the sky.
Areas of the understood strike a chord.
Catapult us forward.
Send me on my way. Visit the maker again,
Before descending in to it’s deathly all knowing.
What causes the dirt to become angry?
And the sea to become weary.
The desert is hungry for the ocean once more.
As the jealous land underneath the water becomes tiresome of waiting.
When will the almighty hands of the implacable close.
Mollify the outcome to soften the landing for the stars.
Lava rocks rolling through the street children racing past.
To include all the animals would be such a grand task.
Expressive existence that at times seems lost.
Grate to finally meet you,
It is a shame you are not all that your cracked up to be.
Maybe you should have read the memo.
At least memorized the speech.
Maybe the people you hired.
Where a bit higher then you would have liked.
And if you blame them they will come,
At you with a hypocritical statement about such and such.
Therefore, the best thing to do is to fly with them.
Take a break from the pilot seat and have a nice laugh.
Live inside the squirrel house outside.
Calico colored leaves that smell like hazelnut.
A zero degree tolerance toward all of it.
How can you call your shadow a supernumerary.

Hungry Groundhog 7/10/10 7/10/10 7:21 PM

2010-07-12T21:03:00.000-07:00

How far away are you?
As the approaching months, gather dust.
We silently select another choice.
A new experience that includes bravery and tenderness.
A Sweet salt water with a distinguishing taste.
Tongue dried out lips speckled with sand.
Hard to resist the temptation.
Easy to remind yourself of the experience.
Sit in silence underground away from light and sound.
Do it for ninety days.
Rejuvenation is a bowl of fruit,
Fall asleep in the fountain of youth.
Do not forget that moment of clarity you had.
Crystals soaking in sun rays.
So absorbent is the minds eye.
Sour stomach still upset from last night.
Trailing behind the finisher.
Like a Moth resting on an unplugged light.
Sun flares decorating the endless sky.
Seconds after the first bang another occurred.
Accurate curvature of a cave mans spine.
Fingers pressed through the apple.
No one has mentioned the date alignment of ten ten ten.
Arms lifting up then pulling down,
Screaming at the top of your lungs to open up and heal.
Old wounds that where left dormant in the darkest abyss.
A crawling feeling from with in your gut.
A sensation to explode your outer world.
Imagine a total stranger asking you to give them the will to live.
You look them in the eye and repeat I give you the will to live.
You hug them smile and go along on your way.
First look deep at your attention behind the hug.
The reflection in general.
Gentle now why put so much pressure on your chest.
Ripping out the rib cage of righteous perfection.
No wonder they would say that.
It’s a total stranger after all, or was it.
Now that we look back at the situation,
It begins to become a clear slate of significance.
Signs painted with red markings to indicate insignificance.
An informal way to deliver a confident remark.
Fit your hands around the glass and squeeze.
Not to hard though why cut your self.
Squeeze it just enough so that you heat it up.
Pay attention to detail so that you can remember how its done.
If it breaks fix it and if does not break use it again.

Common Day 7/1/10 7/1/10 4:13 PM

2010-07-06T00:37:00.000-07:00

Calling on the common day,
Awaiting the reply.
In a time of turmoil turn over the dirt,
Stop the nonsense.
Too much noise for the ears to handle.
News coverage covering the dramatic events.
Rhythmic ripples in the waters pattern.
A serious hole found in the tree.
A nest for the bird.
Sampling sap from centuries ago.
Echoing chambers from the darkening whole.
Exuberant light lit up on high.
Not too long ago before, we flew our first kite.
Learned to turn a light bulb before there were candles.
For the night exchange momentary emotions.
I heard don’t shine out the light.
Slowly dropped from the sky, as if it was sitting,
Waiting preparing to fly.
Origami like hand gestures.
Mudras that resemble mountain ranges.
Fresh snow apples picked for dessert.
The grayish outline,
With every color ever witnessed living inside.
No longer back peddling under a bridge,
Sitting straight up with arms extended to live.

Grandmothers story 2/25/10 4/1/10 2:50 PM

2010-04-23T20:45:00.001-07:00

Where did you passion go, did you trade it in for something new.
Are you able to allow it to transform with grace.
Here take a look in to my eyes.
Do you feel comfortable,
Are you having a hard time grasping the change.
Does it feel awkward and out of place.
Have you ever talked in your sleep.
Walked across mountains of snow covered peaks.
Sheets turned down for your convenience.
A serious roll of airline travel.
Networking but keeping your work force focused on the next.
Partial possibility to prosper by taking control of your life.
Do you miss the old you. Are you excited for the moment.
Did you know that the past controls the future and that the present controls the past.

Cooperating Elements 2/3/10 5:31 PM

2010-02-11T20:18:00.001-08:00

Dear pink and blue ally.
What is it that creates such a drive ?
It is such an authentic feeling,
I wonder how did this arrive.
Where did the wind blow in from to create such a form.
Have you always felt this way.
Since birth the purpose has been clearly written.
From one hand to the next the pages filled.
Shaped in a soulful free forming nature.
Untreated or tainted by crude over usage.
Just the right amount.
Often empowered by the sound of circling water.
Some times over stimulated,
Creating a sense of sensory overload.
Realigned with the oh so serious sense of self.

Knowing The Know of knowing 1/22/10 2/3/10 5:31 PM
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Unscrambled Delirium 8/12/09-8/13 2/3/10 5:31 PM

Can you predict the speed of your travels ahead.
Half way to the moon, hand cobra feed.
Lost solider said right at the end, of an up coming turn.
Fork in the road yet the food was all burned.
Crumbling empire rebuilt from the stalk.
Apologize ridiculed
Oregon

The Exuberant Rush 1/15/10 5:26 PM

2010-01-20T12:10:00.001-08:00

Both shoes are tied tight, well lose in the beginning.
But now they are tied in knots,
Not double though at one point they where always doubled.
Seems more fitting that the laces get more attention.
The build up of excitement almost creates a calm feeling.
A sense of surety to release any and all attachment.
Thankful gratitude fills my core.
A agonic apology to any and all those that may not understand.
Talk to the angels that care about me unconditionally.
They fully understand the essence of love.
The beating of the heart and its guidance.
The fulfillment of eagerness and its wanting.
Desire driven to protect and provide.
Some will say it is the stars that create that wave ,
And its incredible creative current of happiness.
Clear eyes open oval ovaries of Variety.
Rationing out what is left in the garden.
Grandfather hands so excited to hold the talking stick.
To provide for his grandchildren and to re-use the rain drops.
Collecting literature for you, reading it bit by bit.
Regaining the knowledge that once slipped through the cracks.
Curving around the outline of her facial design.
Give me the chance to remind, you have I ?
Do you remember when I looked in to the clouds.
I saw my brothers silhouette ghost like.
Perfect picture of him and his son.
They where in the sky looking at me.
So clear that all I could do was cry. Cry from joy,
From the fulfilling feeling of laughter for the mystery.
Making love to the stillness of everything and the word yes.
Dust off the old tennis shoes that are tied up in the closet.
It’s time to play, to run through grave yards again.
Speak in a new tonality, filter out that which is not,
Consistent and authentic to me.
You can share my ideas, do you understand that through my eye’s
I reflect you, you do yes, that is so great to know.
So therefore have them,, here they are yours now.
Clarity Is creating that home for us.
Both feet in, washing the bottom of your hard working heels.
So sweet, never before this day have I felt this rush.
Beyond tender affection the passionate romantic desire.
Beyond the sexual attraction and that elicits deep interests.
The enthusiasm, the affectionate word, mercy grace charity,
For all of humanity, we worship the adoration.
Kindness, outside my window thousands of feet about the ground.
Lovat muted dusty green and blue,
Dust so clean we celebrate its organic nature.
Open, fresh secure in curiosities section on the plane.
Yes it has it’s own area, why would you doubt that.
Out with the late night camp fire before sleeping.
If something happened where a spark leaped out of the fire pit.
Never would I want to hurt an animal.

We are in side here 1/10/11/10 4:12 PM

2010-01-18T17:37:00.000-08:00

The time is different from where we are now.
Now we are their and the time is now.
Of course the exciting fun will always provide.
On the side of the road 8 horses wait.
Questions in an accent while on the way.
Looking for a sanctuary where koalas stay.
About two hours from Brisbane to Byron Bay.
Sun seems stronger here.
Big things on the horizon.
Earth shakes no longer.
She begins to adjust and shift changing climate.
He welcomes the commitment to companionship.
Countless hours spent counting the seconds.
Words become minutes hours are paragraphs.
Dialogue from creator back to creator.
Exchanging characteristics of incredible creativity.
Knowing that indefinite differences in others exist.
Fluctuating intention on certain subjects.
Focused driven to expand beyond.
Becoming the ever present, self master of will.
One willing to speak in the language of the bird.
Breathing in the world around us and praising its life force.
Proposition to postulate the problem.
It must be the mind of a genius to see that.
Heard with such clarity that the wind whispers reminders.
A society who’s highest aspirations are duck hunting.
Hiding from the hierarchy of simplicity.
A hello from a certain landscape design.
A child like presence a preservation of a tribe.
A tribe who’s drums sound like cave echoing halls.
And hands claps accompany the bouncing tone’s off the wall.
Warriors training flames holding a stillness to there movement.
The intricateness of a willow’s willingness to remain whole.
A single filament that filtered the forgotten meaning of mitosis.
Remember every amber burns with divine diligence .
I thank you for directing my attention to the core.
Your obvious obsession with observation is like that of my own.
As a young child running through the forest.
Impressed by the pride of loving focus.
A torch lit covered in mother of pearl, moonstone and fire opals,
Design of the open lotus in Quan Yin’s hands.
Pouring out salvations last sip of sensuality.
Taking heed and action.
Providing the layers of beauty to be seen.
Peeling back the artificial and unauthentic.
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Curling lucid, Fingers 12/11/09 3:52 PM

2009-12-14T22:50:00.000-08:00

I truly do as true as you that is.
Is it that thing you do that piece you give.
A face appears inside your eye lids.
A rising tide of inner guidance.
As the moon sets our shadows dance.
A potters wheel spins as her fingers curl.
I can feel your breath spiral down my neck.
Dragons kiss in mid flight.
Purple black shimmering light.
Formless fortitude, inspired by the service.
The force that directs you toward the universe.
A different version of your own interpretation.
Recognized and remembered ancestor teachings.
Inquiry has been showing me so much lately.
Like low hovering clouds full of crystal clear water.
Provided nourishment through the collective.
Millions of different elements combine.
Synergistic resources, synergism.
Interaction of human will and divine grace.
Interesting result in cooking one oh one.
Driving past a space called confusion hill.
Meditating on a field in Ireland.
Grass feed by the moisture from the mountain air.
Wild Buffalos drink from the lake.
An offering made of red clay awaits.
Hands wrinkle around mine.
I will cup you this last drop,
That falls from the one Red Woods last leaf.
I inhaled the burning essence of plant life.
I breathed it through my chest.
Opening becoming an entrance.
I exhaled in to the sky neck back.
I pushed the air around me up in to the center.
Up through the tree from the inside.
Swirling mixing with the almost frosty oxygen.
Orgasmic gasps of freshness.
Fortunate to find the solitude in you.
Solidarity sweet smell of similarity.
Thank you Grandfather Tree,
For inviting me over.
Though the signs we cross our boarders.
Open pastures of purity may they never run dry.
Softness like a hug from a cloud in the sky.
Massage your foot for awhile.

A story through your eyes 12/06/09 11:19 AM

2009-12-07T20:22:00.000-08:00

Thank you for understanding how to play.
How to relate to the child in me.
Speaking with direct assertive empowerment.
Being in love with the shifting change.
Inscribing along the side of a mountain range.
High cliffs climbing up a waterfall.
Jumping off the ledge in to a pool of calm warm water.
Awaiting your arrival, it welcomes you in.
The smell of cloves incense and cinnamon.
A full feeling that never fades.
Adjustments continually made.
Proper care and internal focus.
Supporting the process of feedback.
Learning how to co-relate with another’s addictions.
Catching your self in the act of acting not your self.
Outside perspective on your own personality traits.
Clear vision, beginning from with in.
In the unlabeled land of the living dead.
Bleached white Spanish rice.
Never settle for less, at the expense of stress.
Impressed by your sent, as our aromas mix.
Your formula for combing oils.
An order of respect selfless intent.
The vastness of the universe.
In order upon the drawing board.
A vortex of emotions in a funnel of songs.
Spirit connecters, wind under the wing.
Forgiving gravity for holding you down.
Give me a break all I wanted to do was fly.
So thank you gravity you’re a great teacher.
That’s funny to me, crossing the Washington Oregon border.
Vancouver’s right around the corner.
Sorry Portland I blame it on my agent.
Show booked four months before I knew I had a show.
It’s already May again, I remember what October means.
Mother born on Halloween, living the gypsy life of a Queen.
Rose quarts white gold black diamond Necklace.
Royal treatment for sharing the secret.
Looking up in to the horizon I swear I can see Chicago.
What would Yoko Ono Lennon do?
Iron out this suite for me please. Correct me if I’m wrong.
Another night at Queen Elizabeth’s, Montréal to Massachusetts.
Solutions for a sovereign nations depression.
What prints are pressed in this imprint of less then.
Incredible tension released through suggestion.
The fabric the quilt, the holiest yield eye’s of wonder.
Fearlessly terrified to go beyond the ceilings highest highs.
Hug me now, hold me . I know what we are capable of.
Love, some one once said we control us.
Subversive versions of various visions.
Ideas dealing with thought.
Lets meet at the corner and together we can turn.
Strengthening the bond with guidance and innate essence to learn.

That’s what I was doing 12/4/09 3:04 PM

2009-12-06T02:50:00.000-08:00

I’m here for you, let me be the water In your well.
Her dreams are like spider webs.
Effortless fortitude.
Nutritional mantras formed by connection.
Pollination gardens with a vibrant fragrance.
Our grace with service reinventing the wheel.
Leading the way for seekers who use speakers for shields.
Healing hands of comfort warmth motivation.
Reflection similarities lectures as long as they need to be.
Living forever physically being both the cloud and sun beam.
The crowd around the room at night.
The circle around the moon. The story tellers breath control.
Articulation with clarity.
Your own style. The ability to share your heart.
How many layers are there around that.
What defines the meaning of the word.
Your sure answer will can describe it.
Wait so long in the back to be the pilot.
Your highness thank you for your guidance.
The driving directions where a bit mixed but together we found it.
Electronic current from being courageous and honest.
Transmuting that which sheds like skin.
I am man with a focused intent.
Arachnid third eye impressive fine print.
Dream berry fruit that tastes like a persimmon.
I am a women a mountain.
Remember the picture you sent.
A reflection in time as it was as it went.
Thoughts moving up stream love as it passes.
A river transforming the movement of passion.
Interaction talking together about the beauty.

Giving Thanks to being thankful 11/26/09 6:57 PM

2009-11-26T23:48:00.000-08:00

Thankful for the ability to learn.
Thankful for how precious you are.
Thankful for saying the word Thankful over seven times.
Did you know the bible only mentions the word thankful seven times.
I am the receiver of your giving.
To become a giver is to receive the gift.
Today they celebrate the mutiny of Americas masquerade.
Salvation sacred service surrendered for our sanctity.
Our meaning American men and women challenging growth.
Scared from the get go the ghetto the darkness of the forest.
Forging forward forgiving these sins we where taught to share.
Under the layers of dirt under the forgetful fallacy of fear.
For the founding fathers I salute their emancipation.
The burning eyes of the original settlers I provide my tears.
From England the land of angles call me home.
Beyond the pillars of Hercules melting through the last ice age.
I write poetic letters to my love as the sun sets casting shadows.
We climb mountains together, and sleep under the Stonehenge.
Share the same glass as it spills into our garden.
Treat each other the way we want earth to be treated.
Travel the galaxy beyond bed room walls.
Happiness the voice of love. I am married to that voice.
I found her sitting at a coffee shop in Copenhagen.
She was writing me a letter in Hungarian.
How incredible it felt to watch her attention to detail.
My father’s cursive handwriting is so beautiful.
In Copenhagen mothers leave their babies outside of the coffee shop.
My families heritage is full of crusaders.
I hold space for the moors.
I have two grandmothers their maiden name’s are Bosworth and DeCarli.
After taking a walk today I had the sudden feeling of complacency.
I had a talk with the chattering man in my memory.
He quickly become aware of his act the messenger of the Gods.
Guide of the dead and protector of merchants, shepherds and so on.
He is Mercury.
Left hand holding the Caduceus a tool used to stir the pot.
The melting pot full of candle wax and positive reactions.
I am sufficient I am Hermes.
Chivalry inspires me.
I watched my image reflect off water, ripple and become a women.
I pulled the sword from the stone and wrote on the emerald tablet.
I created ancient text that lead toward today.
Easy with all the concepts and meanings.
I am you writing a letter about us.
We are shifting wind under the arms holding up the wings.
Our feathers are lined in diamonds hand picked by father time.
Mother earth speaks for me, she directs my language.
She looks beyond my grammar and spelling.
Laughs at my serious intention and then surprise me with her intellect.
Thankful I am.

Walking on the Clouds 11/20/09 3:32 PM

2009-11-21T17:09:00.000-08:00

So let me ask you a question.
Have you experienced peering down at the clouds.
Walking in a circle admiring the meaningless,
Structure of formality.
Productivity sure can help fill you up.
What creates the pull.
Drive me toward the end of the road.
Turn me around these feelings transpose.
Healing chords of disenchantment.
We are privileged to have the ability to play.
As my circle expands at a tremendous rate.
It at the same time becomes smaller then it has ever been.
Good bye, say hello.
What would make a treasure hunter stop hunting.
Who is the creator of this gorgeous nature.
guilt trip.
Pay attention now more then ever.
Become a grandmother of your own choices.
Sitting alone in the silent walk way of opportunity.
Take care of your creative child self.
Surprise that imagination of yours.
How they ask me how can we do that.
Just look outside of the box.
What box the box of normality.
Sensuality with your senses.
Dig keep digging find the treasure then give it away.
And dig up another one.
Why Act like we don’t have the ability to continually expand.

Soul Gyration 11/14/09 1:54 PM

2009-11-15T19:48:00.000-08:00

In motion, talkative, moments, silence.
Natural Un-cultivated Rows of soil.
Purplish cold.
Translucent secure seconds strength.
Again strength winged lioness sent sentient being.
Direction reaching the ending of beginning.
Then beginning the ending while reaching the direction.
Walking with grace and ease.
Patient prepared eyes of acceptance.
Overzealous love test impressing ones own self.
Sit back in to the passenger seat pilot.
Unraveling a time-lapse.
Knitting intricate fabrics in between breath.
Soliloquy silhouettes suggestions gestation again.
Wizardry mental telepathy.
Soul teleporting.
Its like a phone give it some time it will work.
Work it out if you don’t have the time.
Call up the phone once time is up.
Left on off with the ring tone ringing.
Resist temptation what’s temptation anyway.
Dripping sweat resettling against your chest.
Impressions left from only a slight bit of pressure.
Moon light reflecting off the sunsets rays.
Dawn of a new night.
Layer upon layer of growth.
Hour long conversations about fun.
Running under the power of possibility.
Her name is Liberty she is blue eyed with blond curls.
She listens great even does tricks for us.
Come and get it beckons the boss of the town.
Its that snowflake Singularity.

I know 10/27/09 11:01 AM

2009-11-03T22:28:00.000-08:00

I know how it feels. I have been through the same as you.
I roll around in the same mud,
My hands cling to the same substance.
I know how it feels, I have been through the same as you.
Hold space, intangible hold it with me.
Let us share our memories of meteor showers across the sky.
Come closer to me I love watching you take on new form.
Do not be afraid you are safe. You are safe one hundred percent.
Look, know one knows what is going on.
We do not have the slightest idea.
Our energy is circular can you notice that.
When you awake do you feel thankful for your connection.
The connection that has been providing you all you need.
All you ask for you shall receive.
It happens like this as we fly above the sea of green forest.
Transition, death is a common misinterpretation.
Typing in direct lineage to your thoughts.
Ideas mysteries that only make time and take it apart.
Hearts inside on it. Onsite lit up in on it. Outside again.
Of course the raccoon sacrificed his medicine.
Scorpio corresponding dream operation.
Not a operation as in like painful invasion.
Or a obstacle jumping jungle gym struggling equation.
Moments of memory a mummy reflection.
True testimony of momentary sudden action.
Heart directs we reply respond with clarity.
Courage before comfort.
Comfortable being courageous.
Cornered by conflict contrast counteract.
Some down size to a minimum view.
Re write the free fall . Never did jump.
How high part three while she was wearing pumps.
She can hold her balance while on High heels.
On a hovering space craft awaiting departure.
What Part of the oldest trick in the book is the element of surprise?
Hind sight like five plus feet high over there.
Strength to be galactic again.
Hiking down the street up the chorus around the corner.
Calling back to the call from before.
California can you hear me.
She wrote the directions in a detailed manner.
Natural and productive.
A hue of shifts formulate for us.
A huge mission completed.

Take it So Serious 10/1/09 7:55 AM

2009-10-01T12:13:00.000-07:00

Along came a spider, wiser then the geyser.
Born in Yellowstone and hollow be they name.
Tree stump look a like blessed to clean the air.
Automatic happenings incredible with care.
Sweat serenity swallowed by the sand.
Memories of growing up adapting to the land.
Wrong was once right, now some right is wrong.
Took to lefts looked back and they where gone.
She left me a letter that repeated in my head.
Like a chorus from a song with the words that you said.
Prophecy of property being born then sold.
Detoxify the toxins that swim around the soul.
Molten mafia manic strength.
Intoxicated melody while the appendix sinks.
Teach the children what the elders taught.
While teaching the ancients the secrets of a tender heart.
Lets take a excursion to the moon and back.
Fade to black, light blue fluorescent memory.
Selected sand castles made in the rain.
Focus like a potter on a wheel that never spun.
Absolute lead way with a ticket for the train.
Purity early on knocking on your door.
Window shopping for windows.
How much for the man in the mirror.
The lady looking back, made your lips quiver.
Made plate is what they deliver.
Lyrics that linger of course its bigger.
Kitty cat chasing the coat tail.
Fan mail saved, like a pen pal.
The mice saved the world,
Music about sunflowers.
To strong for working out.
Epic, louder then ever, bigger and better.
Remember the smile.
The intensity of touch.
Just a look, lick like oh really.
Might have been to intense.
Lets do that again, soon.
Promise its based in honesty been cultivating.
Holding the weight of thousands of soldiers.
Live the path chosen by the designer.
Accurate archetype of Egyptian royalty.
Took time to stack the wood pile.
Chop the tree limbs up.
Visit your parents alive and in Love.

Expanding your Expression 9/28/09 8:19 AM

2009-09-28T14:02:00.000-07:00

Feel free to admire, take in become.
Expand, that’s what we are here for.
We experience the most when we allow,
What is your limit the furthest you have gone.
Sand clinging to your sweat covered legs.
Sitting with ancient spirits reminding you of your beauty.
Speaking in lost languages returning for future conversation.
As I float away in to the clouds,
Let my body become again as it once was.
Unformed, formless limits that can only be passed.
The idea of the seed.
The structure is in place.
The preparation has taken lifetimes.
Angelic guides that have sang their song.
Wings reaching out for wind to carry them home.
Surprise, thanks for caring reading, breathing.
Your skin surrounds me, so close to touch.
Impermanence cloud’s covering the moon.
It may only be a speculation of the mine that I share.
Redundant then, collective thought builds our bridges.
We walk along twisted turns where horses use to play.
Feet covered we run bare.
Our breath takes us so deep.
Beyond the core of our memory,
Where only Soul can speak.
Beauty felt like a butterfly kiss.
Humming bird sing to me. Tell me your secrets.
I know your share with those you pass.
Experience this for a moment.
Fantastic relaxation,
Tell me about your turbulence.
Let your unbalance balance me.
No need to speak, names are equivalent to snowflakes.
Mysteries that intrigue deep breaths.
Hands with treasure maps placed in the palms.
Allow my ego to dissolve in such a way,
That I will be ready to learn the new language.
The twirling stars patterns that erode on contact.
Your universal beauty reflects constant.
Deep Longing to allow this to take place.
After awaiting the reconnection.
Where your expectations taken care of.
Did all the pieces you saved up fit.
Falling in parts along the dotted lines.
Hands filling with energy.
Lungs cupping the heart.
Seems like cupid took some time off from work this week.
Time to go on a date,
Kindred soul-mate who only made eye contact.
Carrying a two ton school book to drop on an egg.
Harmless meteor metaphysical poem on a Monday afternoon.
Far off in the distance if you where to really look.
I wonder what you would see, stop the reading.
And focus on the up incoming.
That which has taken place before,
Rest assured when its time to choose your answer will come through.
As the planet earth accelerates leaving no time to waste.
Waste builds up, but the human species have ideas.
New unborn, not yet thought of ideas.
Ideas that will change humanity.
Come out from your cave, hibernation time is over.
Become the bear inside strong willing warrior of light.
Experience again and again.
Choose to use the tools you where given.
Learn them if you have yet to.
Ask your heart, it speaks in a beautiful voice.
The voice of angels, the symmetry of the moon.
Ever changing patterns align with our imaginations.
I am a tool to use if your building your home.
A strong stable to lean upon along the dusty road.
A house in the hills with extra rooms.
Rooms to gather and spread out.
Spacious space that fills with harmony.
Scents that can trigger your soul to reflect.
No matter the location or the plot of the story.

Coloring In The Capsules 9/15/09 11:22 AM

2009-09-23T10:49:00.001-07:00

Allow my intention to align,
All aspects that my imagination can fathom,
Clouds colored in with brilliance and truth.
Corporation heart and core matrix.
Let the dead bury their dead,
How deep is that.
Dinosaur temptations.
Direct recycled certainty.
Service beyond that which could ever be expected.
Words over flowing with potent meaning.
A spokesman is being emotionally freeing.
Successful surrender to competitive ego.
Shadow of a red tail hawk,
Colors blending creating a newness.
A tube of open source energy.
Dissolving in soft hands of your mothers creation.
Having no anticipation for expectations.
Annually climbing the staircase.
Impressed by the lack of pressure placed on us.
A structure so solid in its foundation,
Only through certain brain waves we can enter.
Sound communicating with our subconscious.
Science is boggled,
Transverse over the flocculent tangibility.
Melody loudly allowing others to repeat.
Walk with, talk in a accent of love and compassion.
Acting upon the unfolding direction.
Intermeshing in and out of turns.
Think about how far we spread our selves out.
From the permanence of an earthly tree.
A nurtured by nature plant of seed.
We now are becoming galactic,
What was once abstract and feared.
Is now supplying the magic.
The reaction of cosmic infrasonic sounds.
Below audible frequency beyond the milky way.
Flower essence, A Goldcrest songbird loves you.
Euphoric, Galapagos tortoise soaring through the ocean.
Oranges with a twist of grape flavor.
Explicit, independent variables.
Very strong opinions on the answer.
Color coated question mark lollipops.
Sweet-grass and bamboo bracelets.
Racks of radical books on zymology.
Fermentation,
Critically acclaimed meditation.
Having released the attachment to self gratification.
Released meaning remembered,
And forever embracing.

Water temperature 9/14/09 6:20 PM

2009-09-15T09:22:00.000-07:00

Present epic gifted moment.
The train lights are facing forward.
Short hair low cut corner fade.
Organic apple field, pleasant view.
Orchards of orchids.
So deeply in love with the immaculate twist.
Feed the jackrabbits carrots and bits.
Here it is,
Trumpets above the fire light,
Candles floating in tin cans of water,
A longer pause then the warming ocean.
Hands pulling from under up against the cup.
The crest, the iron rod of Horus placed against the chest.
Heavy eyes like mountains light lashes lift morning butterflies.
May the void be filled with creators excitement.
Floating above the cold moist grass.
The warmth of your foot,
The impeccable path beyond synchronistic chromosome concepts.
Archeological gene in a bottle,
Even or Odd particles
Orbiting around the darkness.
Polar opposites the holder sits,
Face to face with the obvious,
Now, has a name for it,
Always changing, before the first sparkling idea appeared.
In hall ways carved with rock stick and clay,
A mock version,
A pilgrimage lead by ant children.
A full service pit stop,
Containers full of the perfect quantity.
The monthly trinity,
Bells ring as wind chimes create melody.
Loud crickets mimic the sound of our ancestors necklace.
Rhythmic heart bowls of quartz reverberate into the infinite.
Wrinkles fill with water like valleys through the names.
The beauty of becoming, or what some say’s old age.
Carving out the compass for the sun to tell time,
Arms length away from three sixty nine.
Snap of the finger welcome divinity,
She had no need to knock she held the key.
Pulled the sword from the stone,
Tasted the serpentine drops on lava waves.
A monotone laugh,
August shadows of skeleton arms,
Branches from trees still awaiting march.
Arching head back hands holding foot.
Pressing the exact spot for adjusting your back.
Volume increased for sound waves to align vertebrae.
Tonality and rhythm of voice a healing serum.
Please note as your eyes cross these words,
Incredible Containers vessels of alchemy.
Transformation at such a force that almost any and all,
Can feel the sensation.
The whole heart beat, All at once an instantaneous transition.
Shift rippling racing,
Beyond the material gambit.
Strategy stress control counter culture vulture dance.
Hawk medicine, eagle talon massage session.
New born power animals that are your children.
Continual digestion registering as confirmative steps on word.
A Snake eating its tail slithers across my computer screen.
Leaving trails of liquid residue and a sent of Sandalwood.
Lapis Lazuli walk ways toward a sacred space.
Quick visit to La Paz,
Releasing any and all past painful experiences.
This very second as I breath this air,
As if every single word connects with every cell,
Surpassing the slightest grasp of what reality is.
Lucidly looking through the layers of time and space.
Thanking the teachers listeners visionaries who open gates,
Fearless leaders eager to lend a hand.
Homelessness and poverty no longer brushed under the bridge.
The earth reacts and begins to respond.
The memories of cleansing learning and repeating a song.
A corresponding note of change that intuitively lives on.
Sharing breath space with eyes of splendor.
The Moments before during and after forever.
Allow the heaviest earthly weight to rest on a pin,
A minuscule new born finger tip.

Thankful for Your Newness 9/10/09 7:41 PM

2009-09-13T21:23:00.001-07:00

Thankful for your awakening eyes.
Eyes so magnified they remind me of mine.
As if I forget my own awareness.
Your voice speaking through my lips.
My tongue tasting the air that surrounds you.
Long ago before I knew my song was written just for you.
Your hands guided my finger movement.
At one point it was three fingers and a pen.
Now all ten fingers follow the guide from within.
Your brilliance radiates my splendor.
We share the same arms.
Make love with the same soul.
Spin webs that seem identical yet are completely original.
My spectrum is yours.
Washing away worry where weakness subsides.
Sitting by your side.
Two snakes intertwining.
Naked lake water keeping me afloat.
Four serpents auspiciously lift my suspense.
Youthful fountain of remembering.
Channeling charging forward with the fortitude,
Of four hundred and forty four unforgettable moments.
For the page is prepared to be written on.
The canvas is color coded but not by traditional standards
The water fall’s cadence creates endless shifts of sudden change.
Forces beyond its control such as wind and water,
Breath and Life.
Sustaining each other one bite after the next rhythmic effects.
Patterns placed in paradoxical order.
A mere glimpse at the American disorder.
Hold the condiments lycopene prostate varied accomplishments.
Cherished relish with pure golden flakes.
Quaker oats and rice milk.
Released no longer taken wrong,
Dialogue digested in to beats of a song.

Please Relax in your spaceship 8/6/09 10:58 AM

2009-08-11T09:38:00.001-07:00

Racing fingers crossing boarders taking notes.
Epic arrival divine timing all planed out.
Categories of old songs, middle age wonder.
Crisis melt down rebuilt foundation.
Drunken slurs of love and lustful adventure.
Miracles created through precipitation.
Rain drops covering over leaflets and old thoughts.
Smooth legs shaven or not.
Ironic twist of parallel spots.
Tasty sweet tangy midnight.
Three am is the new noon.
Before roads where created we crafted paths.
Now a days our lackadaisical nature forces us to relax.
Puts us in a position where there is no answers.
Questions circle like vultures.
Strange enough to enjoy the fruit of our labor.
Who is your muse so cute and comfortable.
She sings to me in hypnotic melodies.
Awakening the memories of my childhood days.
Beyond a single entity, she is the all seeing eye to me.
The definition of my spirits divine connection.
Love generated through pure thought.
If we continue to question our abilities.
It will only be a matter of time, till we confront infinity.
Build castles in the forest for our friends to share.
Park view sun set successful completion.
Scattered thought patterns revealing new realms.
Unpeeling equal proportions of professionalism.
Fetch me the news paper so I can get depressed.
Pop a few pills now your feeling your best.
Silly ridiculous conundrum where in.
Stop leaving so many long comments.
Small ones to the point will inspire our perfection.
Disconnection created through disorientation.
How many more times before you get the hint.
The smell of myrrh and frankincense.
To some a persons age may have more to do with,
Human experience then moon rotation.
Personal reflection.
Personality traits carried on from our grandparents.
It saddens what I consider my well being,
To know that we have become accustomed,
To put beings in to a hierarchy.
I guess in order to control chaos.
Here we go again with the right answer being wrong in the end.
Realizing that we all have a role to play,
Movie perfection caught off screen with no make up on.
Eyes red like amber from lack of sleep.
Owl like imprints lay above your cheeks.
Crossing the Canadian boarder with a bag full of carrots.
A laptop that has the potential to create a legacy.
A living breathing entity.
I miss my brothers and sisters.
I am inspired by reconnection.
Animals speak to me through their hearts.
Like a string was attached to a old can.
Echoing caverns where as a child I took hikes.
Spinning rapidly like a whirling dervish.
Dignity and calm peaceful neutrality.
That’s alkalized living at its highest.
Above average rhythm, can surely spark your interest.
Informative impeccable liability.
Building blocks across the front dash of the metal animal.
Out of bounds but up and back in it.
Laughing cause you never knew there where limits.
Misinformed by father time, to rush and race.
What ever happened to that which use to turn you on.
Like some one broke the switch and now its gone.
Well here you go my friend a spark to the fuse.
The fuel to the fire to ignite your tools.
Traversing through verses with creative cursive.
Heart pumping begging for comfort.
Alone feet spread wide, laughing at your feeling.
So excited and blissful almost surreal the free fall.
Continue on but leave the drama.
The road runner got a ticket and couldn’t go any farther.
So we left him back a the gate,
Asked him nicely if he would wait,
Upon agreeing I noticed a grin,
The most peculiar mannerism I’ve seen in months.
As if I was reading these words from your lips.
Or if my lips where yours.
A even eye exchange full filling fantasies,
Through the use of words on a page.
Grasp my arm as if you where falling from a cliff.
Let my words lift you up with no expectations to give.
Unnecessary weight carried for to long,
If I could have it my way every sentence would be a song.
I could continue on but my batteries gone.

Slowly it Landed 8/5/09 10:57 AM

2009-08-05T23:47:00.000-07:00

Slowly as if it was only an illusion.
Stepping out of the shadow self.
Or in it again, snake like skin shedding.
Standing rooted in the earth.
Repetitive adlibs that fill our libido.
Like a tongue licking the salt off your wrists.
Kissing your eyes again with my words.
Clouds swirling in cosmic rotation,
As if every movement was a well thought out verse.
Each component putting more emphasis on the next.
Fully experiencing each and every pulling tide.
Relocating in order to calm the chaos of immortality.
Morsels of food reserved to feed the need.
Saved for another day of enjoyment.
When life ends does the world end as we know it.
Fear based future thoughts are nonsense.
Organization and optimism,
Are more suited for over all well being.
Enormous amounts of digging went in to cleaning the slate.
Washing the chock board clean from confusion and hate.
Wild rapids rushing past, replacing the sand with water.
Keeping track of time with an hour glass.
Noticing that the notes you have been taking are misleading.
Your love for another was swallowed whole.
Disregard the pride the revolution of holding a flag.
Standing for a purpose that blows in the wind.
Emotions run deep share them with me.
I can hear you speaking softly under your breath.
Words flutter like humming bird wings.
Women acting as if a spell has been cast.
The reports told us that the wind will last.
That the sail boat will have enough gust to get past.
My ancestors collected berries,
Hunted wild animals to bring home a feast.
The men where alchemist, and the women witches.
Puzzling how a healing art can be seen as taboo.
Yet we dictate decrepit dialogue to direct the children.
Guess tomorrows not that big a deal to some, Lost in the moment.
It’s as if we put ourselves in a Catch-22 position,
Some people love to be in a personal paradox.
Forgetting that what they put out,
Energetically effects all with in.
It’s doubtful that they are enjoying the embrace.
So lets give them a pep talk.
They can share the buzz I have.
The internal natural born rhythm of the Gods.
And as my chin lowers,
May they provide the strength to my Neck.
Align, every morning with excitement and joy,
Align, every night with gratitude and strength.

Trusting water 7/29/-8/02/09 5:34 PM

2009-08-02T22:06:00.000-07:00

As I arrive to the oceans side,
I wait for the tide to take me home.
All commotion calmed by her voice.
Ecstatic magnetism,
Spirits taking over your own control.
No longer dueling with the dragon of trust.
Those that have come before,
And think different then us.
Slowly traveling through the hallway of change.
The stair way toward unity and what we reclaim.
We save the date for celebration,
Selected the track then rearrange the station.
Mountain faces climax with in moments.
Power so deep unfocused passion won’t last.
The aftermath of calamity, always will pass.
Transmuted through movement peace and union.
Walking through the forest while driving past.
Outside of my body laying on the grass.
Sensitive skin tone of a tree.
Flesh like the bark.
Excuse me for a moment.
Let us breath, man and women created me.
Hands like stones eroding with time.
Two thoughts so similar, flexible massage
Quite like what a river looks like.
Rolling waves of thunder.
Solar beams of bolting light,
Weight of a falling feather lifted by the wind.
Pushed to one side in order for the other to begin.
With precision on the craft and focus with the art.
Blade made of opal pearl covered in lavender,
Raspberry purple leather,
She moves like a snake wrapping around musical notes.
Scales ascending in symmetrical metronomes.
The temptress tapping on the door.
If Cleopatra only knew,
The kind of zoo we moved in to,
Where horses are fenced in.
And birds and bee’s are afraid to fly.
The resonating language between you and I,
Harmony that introduces all that is awaiting.
So as the story book is written before us to see.
Pouring dirt over the hole’s, removing reminding remodeling,
Me, we dream together getting closer to the answer.
Mystery, slowly as the water rushes by,
And the rolling hills around us awaken what’s inside.
Giant’s that have been sleeping,
Skyscrapers incredible magic.
The masterpiece of a hard working unit.
Growing gardens along the city streets.
On your roof there is food to eat.
Their coming with baskets full of fruit cakes and rosaries.
White rose leafs dried from the heat.
Spider webs crystallized by the poets tongue.
The critique of nature’s obscure thoughts.
Heart full of memories deep rooted roots,
Griping tightly around our feet.
Firm and adaptable through and through.
The earth the world me and you.

Eye’s on top 7/24/-7/27-09 4:08 PM

2009-07-28T01:15:00.000-07:00

I can see now how, I may be escaping the city.
Removed words actions that place us back.
Understandable imagery visual speech.
High school memories carbon copy footprints.
Sand stuck between the toes inside the socks.
What’s this thing you called a habit.
Habitual art form that exceeds past others.
Why so blue, you could blame it on the sky.
Soaking underneath purple rain drops.
Hazy afternoon clouds have all dissipated.
The Sun brought light and the sentiment of encouragement.
My words are deciphered by eyes in London.
Out of the ashes came the phoenix rising in the sky in Ashland.
Palm size turtles racing up your arm.
Tiny little reptilian smiles in the eyes of the looker.
Above the warm receiver lays an energetic man.
Her eyes mirroring down through his tired yet powerful body.
Talking with big words that barley fit in the vocabulary.
Layer upon layer removing old articles of clothes,
Gorgeous scene surreal feeling lowering your blocking hand.
Only for a moment in such a fast passed world,
Can leave you knocked out or up or in or out.
Knowing Angels care for you, that the dead dream of you.
Your intuition is a direct channel to the universal mother board.
Layer upon layer the structure is redefined.
For ever changing in the riddling tide.
Four Triangles all facing each other with a Candle In each.
Slow steady breath while your spirit transcends speech.
Clouds lifting like symmetrical shapes.
Playful imagery that I am you mentality.
Careful trusting that your loves as bright as mine.
Yet how do you know if you have never taken the chance.
To peak over the mountain in order to advance.
A stampede of wild bison roaring toward the river base.
Starving bear cubs awaiting to eat.
Even the smallest piece of meat will be a feast.
Sacred geometric crop circle patterns are only a taste.
Triple stacked homes built in geodesic dome shapes.
Polygons decorated with many varied colors.
Like prayer flags from Tibet.
Set up in Georgia.
Bottles overflowing with compassionate liquid.
Passing by historical sites.
Water stagnant but only for a short time.
A rock was skimmed across the top,
Creating ripples in the core.
Fire breaths in side me,
Together the wind and I speak.
We tell each other secrets that we don’t need to keep.
It’s not out of jealously but out self we seek.
As if you where walking in my shoes while I was sound asleep.
Silent owl speaking and asking for the rain.
Butterflies above me create music well acclaimed.
Sipping red sitting with in the center again.
White dove with a black back drop
Black crow with a white back drop.
Tight tank top.
Two cups of the best stuff on earth.
Made by nature to avoid the curse.
What is worth more, choice or freedom.
Or is freedom choice.
Animalistic urges exist,
Evolution will point at what permanent is.
A pecan apple pie made with a lemon twist.
A seven out of ten is better then a 3 out of 5.
How does that work, who knows who the majority is.
If the man wasn’t counting and judging with a stick.
Slick oil paintings creating rainbows that reside.
In the heart of hearts of a passer bye.
The answer to why had to do with the moon and the tide.
The feeling of the ocean or a pool and a stream,
The lake, river, and sea connects with the smallest creek.
Diving boards made in Italy seem to have a great spring.
But the combination of more then one can be a sure thing.
Percolating kettle with slow roasting tea inside.
I think so, could be mistaken thought it was egg plant.
Ended up being bacon. Flesh standing naked.
Awaken making memories answers like eight balls shaken.
Tip toe through the vacant hallway of hero’s.
Full of those who taught, some unknowing.
Teachers taking on the task to reflect the process.
Of becoming an adult and wearing our costumes.
Accustomed to change by evaluating problems.
Little lesson by the wise women sitting on the bench.
Who only leaves for memories she left to dry on the fence.
Hence the lengthy answer that she bravely left.
When asked the simple question about what love truly is.
She raised her hand and shook it as if doing a little dance.
Smiled in perfection humbled by her spine.
The alignment and connection she felt in the divine.

Intoxicating Rhythm 7/22/09 8:00 AM

2009-07-24T14:21:00.001-07:00

Time Now, I have thought of that before,
Read it placed it down, in between dotted lines.
Connected dots that have lead me home.
Left me in the essence of a rhythmic poem,
With swift limerick like little licks under the cheek bone.
Extracted exactly five lines in a row,
White roses for healing,
Healthy living elevates the entire existence of people.
The humans being the epitome of the planet.
Planetary alignment imbedded in our memory.
A unfolding for centuries.
Stretched out along the pool,
Right knee slightly bent over left.
Head turns to the right,
Scans the cosmos back up around again,
The other side a silhouette perfect symmetrical pattern
Neck and head re connect to trunk and spine,
Legs relax as eyes do the walking,
Starting to open then becoming shut,
A thousand Jolt’s of electricity can’t open them up.
Cut off from the sing along, for being off key.
Thrown out of class for wanting to be free.
I haven’t even put it up yet.
Placed down what’s next, awaiting for your arrival.
This time with no special effects.
Organic and pure with the ability to adapt.
Snap faster then a synapse, lighting strike wink of an eye.
All things considered I am a drummer man.
Runner of salvations will.
A farmer raising his poems as if they are children of the sea.
Dancing in the Pitch black with Music just right,
Eyes wide open, In the surreal void of sleep that sneaks upon.
Do I need to ask or will you let me know.

Align me with you 7/20/09 8:23 AM

2009-07-20T11:33:00.000-07:00

The stars did their part,
It was never there responsibility in the first place.
All that was asked was for compassion to last.
Fully excel in the field of dreaming.
Day by day moving closer toward the center.
Once again as if the door swung open for you.
Not a secret but a experience that transcends.
Fingers and hands swelling up.
The point of rapture only rubbing the foot.
Heels need loving to.
Don’t get lost in the mix.
Send me a note some time.
Lets have a conversation about flying.
Loving becoming, evolving together.
A community of people who have excepted a shift.
Sat for hours awaiting the gift.
Pushed it to the maximum came up short then readjusted.
Lifting limits like don’t be so tart.
Got a intense taste for Watermelon’s and grapes.
Sugar coated body parts awaiting for you to eat.
Enjoy the flavor for it may run out.
I can trust that it will suite your needs.
Fit you so perfect that its hard to believe..
Want it again but please be free.
Free from concerns of what tomorrow may bring.
Your cup is full and has no leaks.
Your tongue is potent and ready to speak.
Eye’s like key’s that can unlock your soul.
Kind of ironic how we can flirt together.
At the waters edge with one foot in.
Rushing past our present moment.
Wings from her back slowly open.
Coated in the exploration of being airborne.
I am a ghost like being.
A emotional ocean of opportunity.
From a bare naked stem came a thousand branches.
Each branch reaching further then the next.
Safety nets made for the adventure.
Clever steps in to forever.

A Possibility Conceived 7/11/09-7/17-09 2:04 PM

2009-07-17T13:11:00.000-07:00

The Wheels changed a bit,
Depending on the amount of time spent spinning.
Never really the same as the first round.
More Wheels then feet could be a possibility.
Light skin fair complexion.
Bartering system.
Thanks father for the tip,
Advice toward development.
Always through love sacrifice and intent.
Pass and go, familiar memory.
Heavenly tear drops falling from a lotus stem.
The image of joy pure enjoyment from our souls evolving.
Lava creates it’s path desire and fate relax.
Love is a permanent pass.
Like Mother Earth and her vast expansive beauty.
Luna’s hands hypnotically shifting the tides.
The water that feeds us and keeps us alive.
Her haven of burden free majestic mahogany reflective.
Fiery eye’s inspiring spring to blossom once again.
Collective fear removed on a daily Un-describable exchange.
Strange fruit party full moon style.
Rock and roll wild stallion roller coaster rocket fuel.
Japanese architecture the ticket to your proper placement.
Professional sushi chef.
Chief of the village lavish visions sightings of angelic creatures.
Racing ground birds passionately laughing.
Arial view of a golden areola.
Blatant spankings for you under the blanket.
Or above hide and seek she said this is epic.
What a place to be, Islands passing under our feet.
Sinking sipping swallowing the whole community.
Halos half way around our heads.
Heating up from the passing of the sun.
A radical mythological theory,
Of what a hero could have been.
A single sentence can sway the stadium.
Per sway the genius to appear.
Flesh to flesh in the eyes of peace.
Isometric focus in-tune to help receive.

Your Date and Time 7/8/09 6:30 PM

2009-07-11T03:04:00.000-07:00

Computer, computer data saved.
Creator, creator can’t be caged.
Savior the lingering breath from her lips.
Squeezing the salt water over the ridge.
Hawaii awaits your return,
Like sunflowers awaiting the waters reply.
Parallel roots like hands surfacing flesh.
Close enough to touch,
Close enough to know the union does exist
Here is an example.
Written with your hand in mind.
Heart dream trust.
It’s that hard surfacing volcano.
Flower pollen landing anti pollution serum.
Reverse verses reverberate with reason.
Ask and you shall receive.
A garden full of opportunity.
Musically making love to the muse in me.
Harmonious connection.
Natural surreal revelation.
The greatest feeling that has ever been felt.
Don’t think for a second that my mind won’t reflect,
Cross over the dotted lines only to inspect.
Ginger snap, fingers interlace.
Living room fires awakening those asleep.
Out side of what is inside of what we face.
Two together creating breath.
Union they speak of , the mass marketing media.
Man and women or women and man,
Shifts in the paradigm now every one scram.
Ram against hills and winds that sway.
Through developing valleys form June till May.
How can we miss home, its like waiting for the connection.
Anticipate a Italian anti pasta or pro spaghetti.
Clouds fill slowly day by day,
Waters becoming colors solidified.
Place this lens of mine in your eyes for a moment.
Take a nice quite long loud look through.
Shimmering shine.
Sophisticated cascade of emotion.
My hands are only that much bigger then yours.
Or equal or less there of.
Switch this lens you look through.
We started to escape to find our selves loving it.
Cape in full effect darting across the speed way.
Floating over the busy streets.
Crawling along the voice you recognize.
Incognito genuine work reflected.
Less then the first half but more then the whole.
Entrance or exit they slip through the mold.
It, oh little it skipped across the cob webs.
Cosmic thought process.
Soaking in the woven fabric of tomorrows flag.
She stood stagnate at the edge of mutiny.
Not refusing but not pursuing.
From a pagans view that puritan.
Was more devilish then one could admire.
Take for instance the word polysemy.
It means cow, wait it means truth,
Or maybe it means ladder.
Could be a cart wheel in to a mouse hole.
Red wood Curve moon bow style.
Bravery.
Caterpillar crawling up the stairs.
Sure thing to take flight by nine or so.
Impressive criticism for empowering growth.
Next level dream time shift.
Shattering mirrors of insecurities.
Courageous confidence created.
Established return of fire and reason.
Bee and pollen the ripest fruit.
The intention of joy-full experiences.
Full embraced expression of exuberance.

Tip toeing tonight 6/16/09-6/24/09 8:28 PM

2009-06-27T10:09:00.000-07:00

After the thunderstorm,
A wave of wonderful emotions developed.
Hot air balloons half way to the moon and back.
Sipping from the palming cup of her suckle flowering bosom.
So promiscuous who us you must be mistaken.
Take my words as you would a glass of water.
Sip it slow enjoy the flavor, don’t miss it.
We sit side by side speaking these words as slow as possible.
They want to enjoy the freedom of being released from the lips.
The slow shadowing of her eclipse.
Whats this full moon you speak of,
Like Greek literature it shows its manhood.
Rolling around in the soils uncleanness.
As if the earth needs to bathe.
Talk to me like you would speak in your head.
The words that become repetitive but to only your there said.
Pushing out through the pores.
Everything fits together on course.
Elaborate more for us.
Bring along a designated design for our inspection.
First put all your energy in to the vision.
Outlining the lineage of easy living.
Full foot placed against my chest.
Foliage so spectacular that spirits echo their reason.
Stiff finger pressed against the darkened Sands of time.
That tantric tongue that knows no boundaries.
Only those that have been left to decipher.
Green Shinny Glass Bottles of Beauty.
Fill my palms with the essence of petunia.
Purity peace comfort joy and love.
Tip toe through my garden.
Fresh Carrot juice for your longing.

We Remember The Same 6/12/09 7:34 PM

2009-06-16T11:39:00.000-07:00

Why not allow that to be a possibility, no longer holding back.
Tracing the tracks from the worry free wolf.
Chasing the tale of a story tellers rabbit.
Cornucopia created from the pure hustle.
The sacrifice to not be afraid in life.
Aggressive but tender touch.
Heart so full of compassion.
The willingness to say yes.
The sure will and power to say no.
Not attempting to defy gravity but excited to fly.
A wise owl with his wings spread.
Wisdom of a chestnut, you crazy or what.
Racing across the finish line just in time.
Blood for vampires direct from the vein.
Vanity seeps out the sides, over flowing the top.
Apart of your heart belongs with the ground.
And a percentage is nonexistent un-till you blossom and transform.
So soak my cloak in tears of hope, and then leave it out to dry.
Let the memory of mercury slowly dim and then rise.
Half of this haphazardness is nothing besides the point.
Across the table from where you sat was the only cord.
Come get tangled in this web, weaved by the tongue.
Enjoy the journey through the rays on the way to the sun.
Spun from fine thin lines of a silkworms hard work.
Weights on top of one another like building blocks for strength.
The word sorry is kind of like the word change.
Overused at times how much is left to be potent.
Maybe the word apology instead of sorry,
The word completed instead of change.
Shifted altered the alter identical to the mind.
Ironic how round about this can be seen as.
Walking through the overcast low clouds.
Leaning under the fallen pine tree.
Watching the caterpillar become a butterfly.
Soaring over the skyscraping pillars in the sky.
With the intensity of Hercules ripping time apart.
Muscles bulging from overwork and proper resting.
Stretching out the tendons, carving in the bone.
Caressing the ending of each and every tone.
Similarities carry into a brand new high.
Fixating on the fantasy may temporally get you bye.
Rush rushing hushing quite cadence hidden behind the eyelids.
Carefully crafting a way to better stay a float.
Not pretending it is not happening but knowing how to cope.
Catapult across the oceans abyss, for get the routine,
If the routine isn’t working.
Working as in terms of a jealous mans way.
Or stand up for the collective fearless warrior’s intention.
Taught as a child that no matter how long the road is.
No matter how far the hill stretched out,
There will always come a point where you can continue on.
Even when facing a what seems impossible wall.
We have proven others wrong we have proven others right.
Stayed up the entire time, yet you completely missed the night.

Turquoise skyline 6/07/09-6/10/09 6:46PM

2009-06-10T21:12:00.000-07:00

The flexing fingers curling Over the horizon,
Like half moons becoming full, disappearing only to return.
The song was half way finished, the sign on the wall wore off,
Law of the land seemed to shift when the land got the law.
Rise and shine for the new day has come,
A dawn when the stars in the sky deliver us toward clarity.
Everlasting charity a rarity these days, has long passed.
Only the uplifting exchange of sunshine, pure peace in a rain cloud.
That’s that state of mind, where music is continuously vibrating.
Hearts racing across the sun-setting salutations of memory.
Resting sitting in a squatting jaguar like stance.
A mixing bowl of colors some taken more literal then others.
The sound of primordial tones and swirling lights.
Aggressive restfulness, humble magnificence.
Filling that audio void, of surrendering silence.
Signify to a plane passing over head that your looking for a ride.
The signal scene from miles away but there’s just no room inside.
Sorry it ended up becoming so practical.
That half willingness impairing your presentation.
Still a spectacle to be had in every moment.
Your young brilliance radiates through me.
As if the clouds where full of flower petals falling from the sky.
A scent that speaks in a foreign tongue that caress’s my side.
Sensual and universal natural liberation.
Lubrication across the lips beginning to moisten the voice within.
Watch as it materializes, a masterpiece right before your eyes.
Written on the most sought after fabric.
Hand crafted then soaked in a port wine for nine months straight.
Awaiting the arrival of the passing transport.
Unknown to some there is a pull coming to fruition.
A fruiting of the buds Strawberries need to ripen.
In that case leave them out to dry, hang them over the balcony.
Mix and match with what ever your friends have to offer.
According to the dialogue,
This should be where you spark interest.
A longing to fulfill your hearts desires. Design spots for home grown.
That look from an owl as you walk underneath.
Slowing reacting to every crackling leaf.
Falling stars on a closing summer night.
Awaiting the reaction of the sun’s excitement.
The delight in perceiving.
Unfinished business finished then undone for fun.
Down by the bay, under the bridge lives a patch of wild blueberries.

The Dearly departed 5/2/09 3:37 PM

2009-05-04T19:50:00.001-07:00

Hands inches above the ground
Circling the earth.
Young developing angels
Wearing newly made halos.
A magnetic mass of completion and triumph.
The magnificent Sacrifice of filling that void.
Finding the formation of what fulfills your happiness.
Sitting side ways staring at the sun.
Simply put it is better to run behind then ahead.
Or you may be run over.
Won over by the charming looks of change.
She shaped the clay and watched it dry.
Asked for success and it multiplied.
I have had highs that went beyond.
The mystery of what it could be,
Then I had only one moment.
To switch in to something more knowing.
Then it was as if
The pages ended.
Existed with in the stereo sound.
I found it, he yelled
She lead the path as the extraordinary echo of Hermes.
Who is he,
The youngest lion in the cave.
The most mature soccer to this day.
Mystic series of wheels spinning as if they would ever step in.
Focused breath evolution.
Greener grass for your choosing.
Who is this that speaks in serpent tongue.
Penetrates the moon from the rising sun.
Humbly harnessing the highest and best.
Tests become more intense.
Whispers louder then a hornets nest.
So lets just put two on the table,
Staple the talent enable the clients to retire.
Really I feel your body beyond flesh and bone.

A vase Full 4/20/09 3:41 PM

2009-04-27T15:42:00.000-07:00

This is a non evasive form of communication.
To the point of relaxation.
With a fitting focus on syllable punctuation.
Imagine the layering levels of green foliage.
Waves of heat felt through your pores.
A soaring hawk, seagull pigeon praying mantis.
A welcome mat with your name on it.
An impressive magic carpet.
Impressing the impressed.
Intending to express the expression.
Latitude tilting over the sea saw seat again.
Feet to feet I am your friend.
Extensive examples inward I admit.
Out word I transmute.
Absolute missing link who’s always home.
A late night that’s not so late according to this poem.
Honoring the strength.
In Australia I am caressing your chest.
Admiring your eyes and how they sing to me,
Rings around your fingers of lovers to come.
Have in the past and will in the future.
Frozen in medusa’s glace,
The look of Romance, seduction.
Allowing words to willingly seduce you.
Karma Sutra on the mother ship.
Eye contact like a silent kiss.
A wild loud laugh at how thin the ice is.
Incase of unprepared outcomes adjust to the sites.
Cities states towns and suburbs.
Beautiful understanding unashamed to stand under.
The valuable vulnerability we anticipate.

Questions of handwriting 4/13/09-4/19/09 9:47 PM

2009-04-19T11:37:00.000-07:00

Standing hand writing,
Verse standard you mean.
Yes of course,
Very good now future.
Raise your hand. Again further toward.
A shining star in cupids arms.
Wind reacts like a muscle spasm.
In love with passion.
As if a owls wings where spread.
Coal outlines the train tracks of a windy road.
Bizarre and out of no where comes a blizzard.
Dragging bags behind to leave a track.
Heading toward the sun on a sleepless route.
Dragons and ducks chased by dogs.
Like the Winnemucca mountain side.
Where valleys hills and eagles glide.
Sufficient nutrients enough to sustain life when the weathers dry.
Handing over your ideas.
Trading gold for a smile.
Solid structure swapped for a more liquid like substance.
Alchemy always reminds us that the ideals for our desires,
Are always the same,
Only thing different is through the thought of time they change.
A more modern way to say it,
To get my own attention by staying attentive.
Stylistic style points for stalling the rhyme.
Poetically speaking it is all in a line.
Matter of fact after collecting the sap.
Allowing the body to finally rest.
The thrill of the flight with the comfort of a nest.
Serious question with that for real we are lessons.
Learning a reason to not be afraid to be an angel.
For you treasure in the form of pleasure.
After the costume is removed.
The eye shadow begins to get a bit darker.
A cold feeling of steel metal melted in to a massive sculpture.
Luscious curvatures expressing the inner fire that radiates her heat.
What stimulates your flames to dance.
To weave in and out of abstract trance like mysticism.
Deep connection soul traveling time space manipulation.
Ability to put it on the table, all your inner emotions.
Outward toward transformation.

Inspiring Flower 4/11/09-4/12/09 6:38 PM

2009-04-13T01:42:00.000-07:00

Inspiring spring.
Inspiring view.
In the spirit of the word it’s self.
The fascination of coloring out side the lines.
Filling in the contour with your color of choice.
Voicing your opinion on the seeds of recognition.
Acknowledgment,
Polishing the bronze balance beam we dream on.
Rock faces with bell shape edges.
Rose quartz placed through out the house,
Sounds take on the form of music,
Formless like passion.
Dancing reflection in the back of your eyes,
Fortified by the fire side.
Hindsight bright and visible.
Signal the firefly’s to continue.
Looping figure eights around you.
Curvature like a river in the moon light.
The Back drop a forest field of evergreens.
That distant vision that surreal unknown.
Inches away from the taste of purity.
Your own sense of comfort fit to your needs.
Wish please hush puppy when chasing the ball.
Fill your life with all your heart desires.
Be comfortable fully embrace your embodiment.
The simple feeling of fitting in to the formation.
A massive weight lifted from the shoulder blades.
A pain that has been digging in under the right wing.
Like talons form a diving hawk.
On the contrary the soft under side of a North Atlantic Salmon.
Careless cub learning his lessons.
Lucky for him his mother was there to teach the technique.
Father as well in his own accord,
Orbiting the satellite that keeps track of my phone.
Wave lengths away from making the discovery.
That transitional figure of speech.
The final branch to grasp on to.
Before deciding to climb back down.
Arms stretched out collecting acorns on the forest floor.
A pile of leafs with the sent of surety to leap on in.
Traditions, pride confusion reassurance in your process.
Particular to the steps that you may take.
The choice we have to follow a path.
Pre programmed or previously walked.
Untouched and brand new branch of beginnings.
The clear vision of what is to come.
In this moment time sits still.
No longer racing across the circle or rounding out the box.
Off the wrist dismissed from holding its serious nature.
Children passing the torch of tomorrows shift.
A responsibility only a infant can comprehend.
Count the amount of times you acknowledge the stars.
Put your hands in the sky as if the universe is three D.
Seeing things from all four elements then proceeding to move on.
Planting seeds through out the chosen pasture.
Allowing them to blossom and thrive.
Giving back the livestock their lives.

The Loud Sound that Love makes 4/2/09 1:10 PM

2009-04-03T09:58:00.000-07:00

The rippling flag, parallel to the ocean surface.
Evenly exchanges its somber relation with the wind.
A channeling challenging alliance of aligning.
Only challenge a mile high rock formation.
Made of bits and pieces of mortar.
Oil shapes with rainbow hues.
Plymouth Indiana,
Mushroom usage mixed with a caffeinated beverage.
Very different perspective then one may assume.
At least a lot has changed in the past few years.
A few to you might mean two, but a few to me might be three.
Such a silly difference in the dynamics of a variable.
Young manic man pacing from window to wall.
From door to floor.
Cleaning in a hypnotic ritual, I wish you well.
You wished upon a falling star.
Arms relaxed words changing form in hyper speed.
Light bounces of the lip stick on the bottom of your upper lip.
A sure fire starter in a crowd of wild brush.
The rush of charging forward.
Awaiting patiently at the door step.
Silhouettes speaking in tongue with your shadow.
Angels and ghost sharing their halos.
Lunch from a basket hand made from branches.
Brave heart hear me loud.
Allow the world to slow down.
Your safe now.
Saved by the holy ground you’ve touched down.
A home run in your home town on home coming night.
The natural instinct to turn off the lights,
Navigate with the highs on before taking flight.
Getting lost in the moment for the sacrifice of focus.
Summer sun sets savory flavors of emotional progress.
Fear of breaking the code of how it is spouse to be.
Morally only giving your self what is formed.
The land for the foundation must first be found.
When explained as having outside of what is inside you.
As if you can ever truly own anything,
Burn to dust evaporate in to space.
The essence of the mass will forever hold space.
A ton of talented diminutive skills.
One fiber at a time, one strand of connection.
The next day will be full of love.
Often taken for granted left out in the sun to dry.
Bask in the illuminated sound of love.
Marvel at the comedic melody of your memory.
A small park full of morel mushrooms.
A brick chimney covered in moss and dragon lilies.
Children filling there bellies with gifts from there parents.
A single parent, no parents more then two parents.
A pair of parents paying attention to what’s apparent.
Obvious ornaments hanging from the tree.
Counted the measures between every beat.
Came up with a conclusion to allow the intuitive to speak.
Sparkling silver spoons with your initials carved on the front.
The acronym for you to see every time you’d eat.
Reading your name as a mantra, charcoal covered hands.
Comparing your self with your neighbor.
In about 8 months you can become a grown up.
A spring flower bending toward the sun.
Eyes like an owl,
The back drop is the sound of rushing water,
Splashing up against adjacent rocks.
Like arteries along the earths arm.
Moving closer toward the bridge,
Stepping forward on course with father time.
A father figure found through rhyme.
A riddle if you can spare the dime.

The Unsatisfied Wonder 3/31/09-4/1/09 2:21 PM

2009-04-01T23:35:00.000-07:00

Forgive me for calling you out.
It is as if you where expecting it all along.
Deep in the back of your subconscious.
Where the monsters sleep.
Where the nightmares take advantage of you.
I am happy to say I am nightmare free.
Yet for some strange reason they appear on TV.
Eyes open to absorb the trouble of another.
Don’t take it personal.
That’s the mantra of a traveling man.
You ask for the question why.
Do we remember when we where younger.
When we use to admire the stars more often.
Smoke fills the air and every pore of your skin.
Slowly the sage leafs burn to the end.
Cleaning the soul aging with grace.
Stepping in to the future the venture.
Advancing in to the adventure.
Angels sitting on the waters edge.
Day dreaming about the night.
A slice of peace seen in a crescent moon.
An ancient tomb hand crafted,
Carved along the emerald imbedded outline.
Horse prints left in the snow.
Five small rings of fire surround the house.
As the cold desolate snowflakes fall.
Melting as they meet the warm meridian.
A place that rest between sky and earth.
A swipe at washing away the sweetest liquor from your lips.
Apprehension apparent as we sit and sip on a aperitif.
Never did drink alcohol with my parents.
With an overload of psychic energy the lid was closed.
Sealed shut and stored in a dark drawer.
All summer long the longing for wonder washed upon shore.
Laughing at the wonder for lust.
Up from the gut came a suddenly powerful statement.
Suddenly as if summers end snuck up on you.
Next thing you know it started to snow.
Rumors spread like commercialized corn pastures.
While wild flowers became domesticated.
Only love will prevail, the privilege to love with no Vail.
Nails long enough to tuck in the edges.
Cut through the metal and split the appendage.
Broken free from street corner dreams.
Rings around the coffee cup that only one can see.
Eyes with the rainbow bowing toward a tree.
Branches like antennas listening for bees.
Sophisticated tickling,
Kissing the back of the knee.
Sliding the fingers slowly ever so gently.
Across the sea of serendipity.
Ending in a castle in a small town in Sicily.
Organic coffee each bean individually crushed.
Orchards of oranges and lemons.
Organized according to shape and size.
A wise view would not compare.
That inherent inherited enchanted you.
From that place where the lowest range of bass.
Takes shape.
Forms you unfolding the song a flower would sing.
Signature sampling agreeing with natures decision.
In a relationship that streams from inner exquisite release.
The Departure, eparchial evidence that has the validity,
To very clearly explain the you to me,
And the me to you the meeting of our souls in this galaxy.
Like there really is a last thing.
In passing the planet in a back spin.
Round about rotation, tattooed across flesh.
Installed and tailored to your liking.

Saving the ashes 3/28/09-3/30/09 2:24 PM

2009-03-31T08:35:00.000-07:00

A ways away from the way it was.
Not much thought went in to the picture.
I guess no one asked for guidance.
No one provided the vital ingredient.
If that is the case then their will be no taste.
There was only a split second where it all inner laced.
Lassoing around summer vacation.
Being loved by one the spirits so gracious.
Grave stones with writing about the purple healing hills.
Snakes in the tall grass and leafs on the field.
A patch of strawberries with an incredible yield.
Highly sustainable to grow on it’s own.
Adapt to the letters and words in your poem.
Transmute emotions as soon as they skim the surface.
The wind tonight seemed urgent.
An out of place race with a person.
Serpentine tenor investigating the meaning to much.
Looking longer at the lasting impression then need be.
Waiting for the turning of events ,
When you’ve already turned around.
Outstanding tambourine man pack that pipe.
Stack that hand on top of the next.
Top hand is in charge when guiding you through.
If in fact you truly expose the deepest secret to you un-know.
Area fifty one tricky concept that sure is fun.
Swimming under the coral reef above the magic.
Backwards even,
Even backwards words get placed in position.
Tea pot full of an obvious mission.
Healthy benefit to have awareness at night.
A weighing on your shoulders to lift out of sight.
Melancholy wardrobe a silly sibling fight between clothes.
Pull and tear till there is no more left.
At least one person reading this has dared to dance alone.
I would guess more if guessing was the case.
An option to push the button to send me off to space.
Landed on solid ground with a few holes along the way.
Wrote a new song but heard it being played.
Some one snuck in my brain and extracted my words.
Squeezed out the memory of a sunny day that occurred.
A race across the beach with orange juice in your hand.
Not one drop spilled on to the sand.
Though some say there was a little dripping off the tip.
With enough effort or with none at all.
You can spin the clock back then throw it at the wall.
Straight ahead toward the topic,
Sought after the sight seeing of a star gazer.
In awe mouth opened as if sipping the milky way.
Digesting the galaxy.
Last but not least sweet talking the leader of the free.
Carrots in the garden ready to eat.
Ripe and bright purple like a perfect egg plant.
Could blame it on the weather or maybe the keg stand.
Drenched in sour tasting rain.
Soaking in the pleasant after effect

Frere Jacques Deja Vu 3/22/09 2:29 PM

2009-03-26T09:07:00.000-07:00

Delighting map reading.
Could you leave me a note next time.
A joke about the turning wheel.
The heartbreak where you got made.
Turned inside out, smooth discussion.
A rampage of painful growth.
Stage set for an out of body experience.
Extreme and intense.
Esoteric teachers talking in tongues.
Genius young minds being brain washed.
Dogma dangerous anger neglected.
Taking astray your strategies could dwindle off.
Soft on the topic about being a king.
Owning up to your given identity.
Becoming your individual personality.
While at the same time reprogramming past rules.
Lessons that only brought you further away from personal truth.
Established patterns that no longer set your pace.
That struggle to keep up with your feet when there leading the race.
Eyes looking more and more like what I thought they would.
Circles around the pupils counting the age of a tree.
Sweet blossoming universe.
Three gallons of silly puddy to help you laugh.
Enjoy the time you have take a bath.
Smile for the feeling of bliss.
Embrace the essence of a kiss.
Never to miss the sent you left, like flowers wishing for a mist.
Beautiful autumn day, exuberant enthusiasm .

Moon walking under the Sun 3/22/09 5:07 PM

2009-03-22T23:08:00.000-07:00

Mentor, tutor tender heart for her.
An assortment of morals or lessons we learn.
Preciously holding on to forever’s fleeting pattern.
A paradox the sad feeling you may get,
When the rain will not fall,
A joyful experience when there is no rain at all.
As if nothing else mattered.
Even the word only thought it had a chance.
The direct utterance a conglomeration of platitude’s.
Sounds appetizing if you ask me.
Or if I ask my self for me.
Skipping rocks past the roadrunner.
Fast like yesterday was the whole summer.
A moonwalker gets one day off a month.
Summer time love at all times.
Winters warm kiss.
She wears unique queen like boots.
The metaphor of the bee.
Expression and speech, ideas to deep.
Flowers knowing the difference between night and day.
Toes curling around the words spoken.
Tip toe in hopes to not wake the bear.
Break the chair, hands down placed on your waist.
Right foot out a little further then the left.
Right knee bending.
Intending to implement letters left with good intent.
Instead of a taking the position of a puppet.
No strings attached accept the ones that hold you together.
To impose your style and ideology with another’s.
Combine the two, become the one.
What is it about certain memories that stand out more then others.
Dramatic moments that create energy pockets in the conscious.
Hot sauces, cous cous casserole vegetables and 3 avocado sushi rolls.
Never did ask me how I felt about Christmas.
Or how did your time being involved in this make you feel.
You forgot about the focus that was stored in the moment.
The subliminal contest created between love and wisdom.
Between passion and family.
Growing up trained to be an athlete.
Compete retreat repeat, deny the rebirth of an attitude.
Inadequate equations with invisible variables.
That very from one thing to the next.
Text me a hundred times as if my phone was broken,
Rainbows bending toward the sun.
Supreme primal mature radical expansion.
Pensive passive passage. Encrypted with decisions.
Whistling west wood.
Indifference feeling difference interfering with quality.
Lost at the cross walk in New York city.
Fortune found you.

Baby bee’s honey throat 3/19/09 11:11 AM

2009-03-21T08:44:00.000-07:00

My sanctuary is my sacrum.
Curling up in the fetal position.
Remember the origin of my existence.
The tender spot on my head.
A flower bed.
Union of two as far back as it goes.
From my parents to grandparents.
Connected dominos.
Communication through heart and soul
My moms mother is still alive.
Her husband and my father’s parents have departed.
Left earth still alive in my memory.
Ascended the physical, the rest is confusing.
Infusing fusing tuning in.
Inspiring spirit of focused intention.
Dreamy sweet tasty fingers.
Salty talkative almost over excited.
Sitting erect awaiting a response.
A tingling sensation sensitive response.
A pond full of half eaten fish.
Algae here to save the world.
Or at least direct it toward balance.
The trick of the temptress is over excess.
Experiencing dream on purpose.
Just so you can be dramatic about it.
Being tuff is not something to brag about.
Either is being to sensitive.
Exponential unlimited.
Limits are for those who can’t tie there own shoes.
Don’t be mad at the other person,
Epically when its you taking it personal.
Talking absurd about another being.
Barley even able to speak good about yourself.
Let alone somebody else.
A bridge with an elf.
Jealous of the gnome that moved in.
Took his land and scrammed.
Put him in a jam. Full of high fructose.
A sticky situation for some one with out spider senses.
Take the extra few minutes to read the note.
Some one went out of their way to inscribe it in driftwood.
Watch it float down the river.
Dissolve in to dust.
A hundred and one donations toward the program.
A gram of genuine universal handbills.
Expressing everything about it all.
The ultimate tube ride.
Making love to millions of minds.
Intense tincture to sip from.
Soaking and marinating for over seven years.
Like green grapes transforming to raisins.
The idea of sinful lust traded in for loving care.
A kiss with honey on your lips.
For a moment stuck together.
Getting closer every letter.
Interesting how strings can come undone,
Walking to fast to notice your shoe laces.
In pace with a racing horse.
A house shooting water wildly.
Riding on the rapid waters rocky surface.
With out a scratch to prove it.
Not one bruise, there is iron in the vitamins.
Fluoride in the water,
Fluorite in my pocket for inspiration.
Pirates exist off the coast of Japan.
Pandas express emotions more intense then humans.
Some bee’s are way to wild to be around.
While others are subtle and un-aggressive.
Do we work around them, or should they work around us.
Silly question that I am sure some contemplate.
I say it, to remove it. I say it, to transform it.
No longer does it exist, now it is a fallacy.
Only a minuscule section of the brain is activated,
From this kind of talk.
Tinker bell angel landing on the roof.
Swinging her feet through the window above.
Another text message sent for you to ponder.

Curiosities dancing fingers 3/18/09 2:16 PM

2009-03-20T10:02:00.001-07:00

Gliding across your palms.
The future displays lines we balance on.
Attempt to alter the state of presence.
Reestablished testimony whispering words.
Your feet hide from the sun fearful tortoise.
Opportunities you allowed to wash away in to the ocean.
Your entire future planed out on the tip of your tongue.
Imagine if your love overpowered doubtful fear.
Would you still be on the thrown feeling alone.
Castle tuned back to sand. Hands filtering to rebuild.
Delicate casual fast and luscious.
Slower then you have experienced.
Time sitting still balancing on an egg.
Equinox spring harmony duality dance.
Do your thing bring a new flavor to the table.
Arms across your chest like your blocking the path.
If your open then ask,
Simplistic dialect direct to the meaning till nothing is left.
Or something is built for us to climb up.
Thunder struck the down town buildings.
Sent us back in time, irrelevant feel the force of the elephant.
Missing lyrics from unfinished songs.
Hidden in an emerald case buried beneath the nearest bonsai.
No glamour glittering extra special effects and techniques.
No make up crusted up around your cheeks.
Chap lips need a little bit of extra loving.
Hydration high all night through the focused concentration.
Take my hand interlocking my fingers with yours how does it feel.
Un natural my large grasp squeezing tight.
Pinky fingers tricking one another.
Pointer pressing against your thumbs knuckle.
Sweat begins to build up in the center.
A pocket for perspiration.
Plant a seed there lets see how long it takes to grown.
Might have to hold hands along the entire road.
Don’t feel awkward a spark in the dark occurred.
Years of focus a whole life time directed to notice.
The sailboat sailing away,
Your own the boat missing the land.
Or on the land missing the boat.
Either or we are here for more then boat rides.
Speak slow when your talking.
Don’t cup the mic depends on the night.
Cut of tea to pass around.
Just sip sit back silent lips save the echo’s for latter.
Last chance, is hilarious.
Full speed ahead leaping in the present.
Unknown to any and for all to fathom.
Wall patterns taken literally.
The ability to paint over a picture with ease.
Why replace gifts of the future with reverberating memories.
Celebrity status, are they ready for this.
A smile that expands past the entire atlas.
I say take both, choose to feel unified.
At all times full of magic.
Call upon the exact shift you ask for and marvel in it.
Art will fill your tank, thinking breathing giving thanks.
Soon to be out of debt. Years of hassle no longer nagging.
Freedom to feel exposed protected by the idea presented.
A rose, a charging bull at a waving red flag.
Was just a bandana being waved.
A banana in front of a starving gorilla.
Good thing Kong is on our side.
Ideology he decides to not have to take that route.
She walks up to him, he watches words come out.
Like butterflies illuminating her aura.
Radius unmatched by the curvature of her body.
Back to square one which as I remember was extremely fun.
Rise up to the higher power.
Make your decision for your future. What you believe is true.
If I only have one left that means theirs enough for you.
Push over though its hard for us both to see in the mirror.
Or just stand still and let me look in your eyes.
Yes I can see it clearly.
Legs stretching longer and longer.
Working out the elements.
Life on the beach, write three or four songs about the lifestyle.
Relate to the pockets so that you can fit in.
Years ago when I was folding clothes, I noticed my socks had a hole.
Not a normal tear in the toe opening.
But an entire section as if some one put a door in my sock,
Walking in to experience the feeling,
I started to peer off in to the cosmos.
Her eyes began to change in to a Hazelnut golden glimmer.
Few moments latter the worldly gaze of aquatic blue.
I can remember details of when we went rock climbing.
Falling to the bottom but holding on to the top.
Just scratching the surface off can really make you hot.
Pour some over my sweet lemon and ginger mixture.
Its honey that helps my throat feel better.
Thought you would have knew that.
Asked if it was true, you only shrugged your shoulders.
Turned my head my body went but I kept on looking.
Couldn’t stop, why would you wrestle underneath a holy tree.
The smell of the sea, horses galloping in to the breeze.
Said it would be quick but I could last for weeks.
Full steam ahead just let me hold your hand.
We can watch our fingers dance in to a wonderland.

Six months half year two days 3/18/09 12:09 AM

2009-03-18T10:20:00.001-07:00

Big bear lake, dry forest.
Sun settles beyond the signs.
Rays imposing on rows exposing.
Potent variations to the complex plant life.
The family tree with more fruit ripe then ever.
Colorful forecast following the sun.
Turn around trails down the alley.
Laughing periodically.
Above floating through the overcast skies.
Bright light constant from one side, too bright to see.
What would it look like beyond our imaginations border.
Over the horizon of what is presently known.
Her eyes widen, as if wondering what’s inside.
Thoughts heart felt building blocks,
Emotions unlocked from dark spots.
Spots of unawareness or fear of the un known.
Zero gravity feeling.
A falling forward that never ends.
A staring toward the bulls eye the entire time.
Thyme, coconut milk, sweet grass,
Oatmeal soap, sage above below and around.
Rocks placed outside, medicine wheel.
Leading toward the purification lodge.
Stars falling from the sky after the 4 directions are meet.
Reading back the pages that filled the chapters.
Putting a title to the different memories.
Or maybe adding more meaning then needed.
You kept secrets like ghost sneaking through caskets.
Cabinet doors swinging off the shutters.
Including the classroom where they might not pass you.
Impassive passive action taking.
Afraid of being unsacred. Shaken loss of interest.
Interesting suggestion genuine idea.
Tears shed less as you become an adult.
You either learn as you go or think its your fault.
Who taught us how we live must have similar actions.
Lesson books aged to perfection.
Abusive compulsive computer pulsating.
Publishers clearing house and buying a few for the family.
Purple fence post. Bright green with a fresh fluorescent Neon on them.
You got a very nice patio and the walk way to your home is remarkable.
Marbles hand made to resemble your eyes.
Gravity had the day off.
She wrote me a note in her own fascinating hand writing.
No words just clear ideas.
The rinsing clean of the eyes,
The vision that at one point laid sound asleep on the sofa.
Struggling to hold on to a ideal.
A friendly seal expressing its empathy.
Depressing denial pressing your spinal.
Flourishing abundance optimistic magnetism.
Networking growing accustom to Babylon’s costume.
Out of body dream traveling.
In the summit of the desert,
The stomach of the lizard.
Humid weather allowing us to bath.
Out loud dancing under Massachusetts rainstorms.
Hurricanes exciting and fun as a child.
Stop think, sure you’ve heard stop thinking.
Before writing walk outside,
Stay sitting, lemon tea I sat underneath it remembering it now.
Slept on the grave site watched the rabbits gather.
Eyes rolled down the river while looking over the bridge.
Blue sky, beautiful love story transformed in to a butterfly.
Personal pictures we always categorized.
A room full of universal love , parachuting we glide.
Effortless foundation built amongst the core.
Her persona sensitive soft hearted and open.
Pen in hand like chopsticks, grasping nurturing letters.
Healing lyrics chocolate hot or cold rain or shine.
A Gentle wind blows across my mind.
How familiar it is to some times sit in the breeze.
To look around and cut and paste present and past memories.
This looks to me that I have seen it before.
In a different space, yet the same space I adore.
Soaking in the constant gratitude of learning to accept.
The thrilling knowledge of taking that step.
A Lavender scent to awaken your sense.
To put you back in to balance when you forget.
Trick from the ancients that you might like to know.
You knew you once did this.
Scrabble days are long gone. No wait we need to clear the board.
Abroad view on life, from the smallest to the largest.
It looks like it is getting closer.
The moon to the earth.
Union of balance, through a plan that works.

Beach Easy Youth Harmony 3/15/09 3:57 PM

2009-03-16T16:31:00.001-07:00

Soulful attitude, high from the altitude.
Rising vibration,
Sun scripting the language of the patient.
Telecaster told me something about the box.
Elbows out enough room to breath.
Scissor kicks in sand snow angles melting away,
Seasonal perennial peaceful acceptance.
A focused intention that lifts off the sentence.
Enters each in to a effortless path into fortitude.
True to the moment of realization.
Reading a well written version.
According to the viewers opinion that is.
Obvious versions that have come before.
Fortune a furnace full in a freezing winter.
Food and shelter built to protect.
Water droplets giving birth to life.
Self sacrifice, at a righteous price.
Never to forget the profits promise.
But what about attachment forget that gadget.
Inspector in-depth into the lecture.
Sectioned off individually.
Divided intended to share each and every stride.
Youthful onlookers looking across the globe.
Glancing off in to the vast sun setting landscape.
Capability to inform one another of honest feelings.
Surreal reels of your life in fast forward and some on slow motion.
In accordance chords played with step recording.
Calf’s sore, staircase walk imperative importance.
Music opening the star gate.
Clever way to say that you have arrived.

Chocolate lock vanilla key 3/10/09-3/14/09 11:06 AM

2009-03-15T22:31:00.000-07:00

I could tell by the tone of the persons voice,
That they had the character of a melody.
Melodious dreamy un-skeptical easy to relate with.
Digging in water, pitching forks full speed ahead.
Side steeping through the un-hazardous.
Sweet surrender rendering the not so serious.
Appearing out of thin air, thick from the musk.
You know the average every day cup of Joe.
Caffeine free from vulgarity.
An uncanny cat with the characteristics
Of a calm mannered mediocre care taker.
The main focus can always use a little focus.
Blurry eyed conundrum left on repeat.
Imagine circles being full of riddles.
A riddle written about a circle.
Snowflakes melting before they meet the floor.
Freezing on their descend no longer falling.
No longer falling always falling, falling in to bliss.
Kissed by an Angel touched by the hand of triumphant.
Hand crafted dotted along the out line of her profile.
Placed in the clouds for all to see.
Show off, boating your own way down the stream.
Jealously they often wonder was it will.
Still standing in titling toward advancing.
A promise for ever answering.
Surrendering intending to sample while handling.
Hand gliding, paper airplane pilot.
Lots of fantastic impressive lotus techniques.
Emotional speech, speaking to include,
An uneven interlude, a run on and off it.
Talk topic to topic flip flopping the forgotten.
Then got it, lets see how many letters
One can add to the process of logic.
Mental blockage wondering what’s locked in.
Caught off guard yet conquered.
Simply learning how to argue won’t due.
True undusted cared forever.

Infinite Love through laughter 3/6/09 12:25 PM

2009-03-08T01:41:00.000-08:00

It’s a special celebration, every day.
Cells splitting to twirl like DNA.
Earthly ways of wondrous change.
Safety nets set up for those who jump.
Non programmed grammatical errors.
Effortless leisure, long winded laughter.
Wings spread across the dazzling horizon.
Pink hues that resemble the under tone of an orchid.
A child’s cold cheeks, a young adults blushing beauty.
Handling the soft tissue of the earth like a penguin handles an egg.
Encrypted in the length of each phrase.
A hidden meaning that speaks of truth.
Worldly days of pondering speech.
Speculating that everlasting occasion.
Raising your hands in hopes to capture the sun.
Raising your son in hopes to release the moon.
Pardon me for a moment.
There seems to be a bit of frustration in your heart.
Is it grief transforming your own choice of recollection.
Collecting new habits while trading in the rest.
Climbing trees to get a better view.
Jumping from limb to limb.
Exercising the minds eye, by staring at a dot.
Dodging jealous affiliation with aggressive on lookers.
Tempting the human psyche side kicking the ego out of bounds.
New birth, performing the same task under new light.
Wheels keep spinning around and around.
Feet dancing soft cloud like.
Melting meaning on hot oven grills.
Routines teasing each other,
Multi tasking taking terns.
Temperature is raising at a steady rate.
Cruising through the state of Virginia.
Speechless surroundings slight bit of snow melting.
Warm red sun blanketing the rolling hills as we pass.
Pulsating heart rate in anticipation for show time.
Time of show turns the clock back,
Lungs fill with unknown toxins.
Inhaling at a high speed, breathing in the poison.
Not trying to be picky knowing its part of the show.
Impartial to implementing a new stance, toward the whole.
Long-winded breathing patterns to help circulate.
Please let this be a lesson in leaving your expectations.
Taking a natural feeling and forcing it to fall in place.
Please allow this to be seen from a far.
As they spend so much on searching for water on a star.
A planet I should say, one we can live on and slowly watch decay.
Lets spend millions of dollars on exploring space.
While we watch the earth passing away.
She reaches hands hi, Screaming at us,
Don’t become attached to on another.
In doing so we forget each other.
You should take a step back and sense the discomfort.
It is you that is causing an awkward sense of balance.
Wanting what is not yours and never has been.
Even our selves is truly not ours.
We as pods, vehicles of the Gods.
Read closely what you write.
Confused by how many is to despite the one.
Where does your intention lie,
Lips maybe even deeper gateways then the eyes.
Trust that this is true.
Follow the sun till the moon turns blue.
Rhythmical patterns tapping on your door.
The perfect beginning to what the spirit sent for.
Like infinite love through laughter.
Falling backwards asking after.
After asking relaxing excepting the changes we all must take.
The beauty path toward the rainbow that leads us from the lake.

That Honest feeling of Life 2/28/09-3/4/09 6:09 AM

2009-03-04T13:52:00.000-08:00

Across the ocean where the water may seem a bit colder.
There sits a young maturing individual who has no expectations.
Completely full from head to toe, with a desire that stands strong.
Among the monstrosity of a overflowing city.
The infinite simplicity slices its way in through its own meaning.
A very thin vale with what seemed to be a hypercritical story line.
The sound of dripping water from a faucet in to a glass container.
Round around the edges yet sharp at certain spots.
Part of it portrayed a emerald blue hue.
As if a piece of the sea it’s self emerged out of the emptiness.
Off in the horizon if you look close enough you can notice,
Detailed jade with hand painted portraits, a smile from a saint.
The hardihood of male self-assurance.
Dominate negotiations with driven die-hards.
Willing to make compromise, only after acknowledging the innate wisdom, that lies within.
Learning as we advance on in to our next stage of growth.
Have you been down that path before, the same exact constant.
Or do you find that your landscape may slightly shift.
Yet for some reason maybe it goes unnoticed.
Non judgmental mentality.
Two swans with there necks facing west.
A lovers last kiss before exiting the situation.
It use to be a easier thing to swallow your own pride.
Now informed about the information only half way through.
Soon enough to protect ones self. To respect oneself to express.
Pressure is released put out the back way to not worry about the rest.
The last chance we had to really move forward.
To reach toward the last star shining in the vast darkness.
Eyes closed to experience the adventure.
The tender lips of another.
The hand that held your brothers shoulders as he fell.
Lifting him up from with in your memory.
So angry that the sadness digs its fingers through your flesh.
Releasing any sort of attachment.
Leashes of pass judgment an agreement with the decision.
Daring to step in to a world of unknown knowledge.
Or at least having the guts to remember what it once was.
Reestablishing your own identity after building it up for so long.
Such soft words spoken, only bits and pieces remain.
Stained by the blood of the earth. Her shirt sits filthy.
Not afraid to voice out your opinion removing it from the box.
A lock and key fresh air to breath.
Walking above buried bones of a struggling glance in to the future.
Emotions come overflowing as if your eye lids where waterfalls.
Tear drops serenading the skin.
If even just one word began to take place, shape hold form.
Rolling in and out of your center.
Sequence quenching the thirst of the young admiring onlookers.
Star gazing higher then the moon can see.
Endless possibility that are just beginning.
Taking there place in your life.
The Final advancement that you have been waiting for.
Pure euphoria undressing another in Europe.
With your eyes alone.
She awaits in my heart sitting counting the days.
No longer waiting for anything, open to everything.
There was a moment where everything seemed confusing.
Where when we asked if we could there was a struggle to say yes.
Seeds going un nurtured, slowing fading away in to oblivion.
Don’t allow your dream to parish.
The difference between being humble and embarrassed.
An array of emotions that only last a moment.
Like licking the salt from another’s hands.
Handing them something to look at.
Spare me the details, written on a folded kitchen napkin.
All the evidence you would ever need.
Money power greed.
Green with envy the physical appearance rancid water bugs.
Floating silently above the tadpoles on a single lotus petal.
Transforming releasing accepting and finding beautiful balance.

The Wild Tongue 2/21/09-2/27/09 11:29 AM

2009-02-28T04:24:00.001-08:00

By the looks of it you would never have been able to guess.
Innocent as a chickadee peaking out a nest.
Yet aggressive like a bachelor who wants to get that kiss.
Impacting the pace of the transition.
Not pushing it to hard, but just enough.
Allowing the clouds to dissolve into obvious layers.
Young talented outstanding answers delivered.
A mysterious kissing sound from the suction cup.
Auction for tension tense sight seeing castles.
Massive amounts of meaningless gestures.
Gentle endless rows of water colored rain drops.
Cooling off the soup when it seems to hot.
Letting some steam out the overlapping lid.
Off they go rain hail and snow.
Wondrous mountains full of minerals.
Natural erupting tempting tasteful ways to organize.
Granted it is a tough one but that to shall pass.
Arguments out front removing the mask.
Cast-iron crystallized stale air.
Rejuvenated through a firm steady breathing pattern.
A sweet smile reminding us of our intuitive purpose.
A surreal feeling enclosing upon our divine dimensions.
Some are willing to go out of there way to consider it a duty.
A done deal, the cosmic ending to the emotions that you feel.
Rising vibrations brilliant spectacle of light and love.
Listed as stone cold yet hotter then a wood stove.
A miraculous leap toward achieving a new goal.
Forward continuously pressing on, never missing a beat.
Training heavy in advancing various art forms.
Restraining to retain your own reason.
Now nosier then ever, the absent mind wonders.
Pondering the decreasing shore line of what was once a lake.
Now a pond of memories for the fish to swim through.
Three on the hook the catch is best when cooked.
Soaked in its own sauce to increase the flavor.
Interesting rest of the night.
You point out some potent temptations.

A season of transition 2/8/09 12:25 PM

2009-02-08T17:50:00.000-08:00

Sit for a moment,a moment where matter has no meaning.
Feet above your heart, blood pumping through your legs.
Gardens bursting with ripe fruit, prepared to be planted again.
Maintaining mature actions, dedicated direction.
A painting with the slight resemblance of a smiling face.
Colors surrounding us in all directions.
No restrictions to truly living, blessing a being of beaming beauty.
As the soul unfolds its incredible pedals.
Realizing the everlasting partnership with no pressure.
Only release healing confident exception.
She stretched out the nerve ending till it snapped.
Brought out a feeling of being trapped.
Rapture a pasture of true sensations.
Safety in a secluded bungalow in Belize.
Breathing in the warm compassionate air.
Nonjudgmental acceptance of how different we grow.
Bee keepers with secrets full of pollen.
Driven by an outer force to step in to the future.
Not numb and unnatural but open and source-full.
A force field of passionate assumptions.
To fall in to a formatted pattern.
As the clouds ever changing we float amongst the sky.
Marvelously removing the veil the concealment of protection.
Feeling the emotions of truly knowing you are the change.
Not imposing on your own opinion.
But taking the time to honestly listen.
Who could have placed these drawings on the wall.
What is there that provides these rivets we share.
Holding on to another for the fear of being alone.
So many unknowingly knock on a door that’s empty.
Well the room of course.
The fascination with the growth and course, the minuscule fragments.
Rapid reunions recollecting locked away dreams.
Fascinations that have been considered taboo.
Thoughts so natural to the love we once knew.
Unable to be purchased.
Traded by a merchant raised by the mercy of my mothers miracle.
Mercury sun of Taurus.

Hope opened up 1/14/09 1/30/09 3:56 PM

2009-01-31T20:33:00.000-08:00

Direct view on word,
Looking over a spiral staircase,
Toward a balanced landing.
Star born origin. Donating fate of memory.
The faint complexion of flesh and light and shadow.
A round uncontrolled ball rolling past you.
Untouched free from harm responding to the correspondence.
The chords link harmonious like spoken word in orbit.
Self doubt a bout with a cloud of fog in your face,
A frog in the hole a serious looking mole on a motorbike.
Metaphors for all ages, dynamic meteor showers meters long.
A spectacle a wall and some spackle.
Snap crackle the bird worm and the apple.
A race past the place that lasted in step with running.
No longer lagging backing back from impressive action.
Pressing again against your thought,
Sound waves weaving in galactic freedom.
Elastic like liquid crawls beyond our conception .
Swimming in flower petals cups of honey suckle.
Sandy shells cover over our feet.
A responding ripple of water and ice.
Mixed bag of patience and peace.
Pears and peaches and pieces of rice.
Outside adventure advancing forever.
Clean environment reflecting the masses.
Standing up for your own defense.
Fencing off endless run on sentences.
The time after a period of silent description.
Masters of satisfying the fixation of being a fraction.
The main attraction to attracting the action.
That feeling of being a grand a sand.
A incredible unique spectacle.
Throat sore covered in freedoms cloak.
Days spent dreaming of sleep.
Awkward beauty sophisticated word play.
Mountain gazing star counting recollection.
Putting the pieces together that fit.
Surrendering into the mysterious river of faith.
No life preserver needed.
The water never gets to cold, stays just right.
I enjoy swimming serenading in to the supreme.
Double time dance with dualities dragon.
Tempting the taste of passion to express its self.
Release what was at one point pent up,
No longer hiding the halo that hovers.
Embarrassed to express your true Excitement.
Having this blockade is a façade.
Rolling out the red carpet and stopping for a pose.

Intermission 12/22/08 3:41 PM

2008-12-24T11:00:00.001-08:00

As I watched my dogs artistic temperament shift from one point of interest to the next.
Intro to introspection one zero one.
Puppy dog eyes glancing in to a synaptic union.
Slowly moving toward owning your own golden gate.
Average tendency to deny the chemistry.
Having distinct features apart from the rest.
Implanting memories of rejuvenation.
As the words whispered to us from our relatives teachings.
Subleasing a lengthy stay of focused intent.
Replenishing the well of reason, then dipping in a toe.
Soaking in the mystery of all the words you wrote.
Significant seasonal change.
Hands down the highest point up.
Water levels even out, trees regain strength.
Clouds begin to clear out any toxins.
Like filters in the sky.
Earth rotating toward a new galaxy.
Light lasting longer then ever imagined.
Twirling the trees like butter cups.
Elbowing loose rings across the orchard.
The forming of ice across the thermostat.
Dreaming of a carpet that will fly us back.
Aroma like mint chocolate on a Christmas eve.
So sweet to the taste buds its almost hard to believe.
Five different jars multiplied by three.
It becomes hard to type let alone breath.
Alone breathing repeating these steps.
With the season in step.
Tapped tree equaling flowing sap.
Salt water spread across the bed.
A natural rhythm instead of being forcefully fed.
Importance of letting go of holding on.
Intended to end the tendency to tease ones self.
Lean over the edge and fly ones self.
Out of the nest.
Essential trips out to the west.
Resting upon the metal wings of chance.
From the eastern seaboard of a Venezuela.
A suit especially tailored.
Body structured followed along the seam.
The path toward the rising waters of the sea.
Early adulthood life of tomorrow.
Sun so unifying if eyeing the island from the window outside.
Satisfying the hungry eyes and starving minds.
Eclipsing any shadows of doubt.
Time out for an extravaganza.
Ordinary assortment of meetings and agendas.
Dinner holidays weekends and parties.
Any possible intermission we can find.
A break from the commotion of what’s passing by.
Yesterdays time line is tomorrows scribble.
An Ideal leader realizes that neither.
Them self nor any one else has completeness.
Some see as a weakness but non the less.
It is the ambitious obedient discernments.
Good taste wise old wisdom from the head shop.
With women from far off fairy tales.
Floating above mercury.
Wish wash for new things to wash.
Quick pit-stop with gas for a dime on the dot.
Perfect amount for less then the other spot.
Spotted owl flying on the highway.
All day is the only way.
Live for the symbols emblem of non-blemishes.
A Hierarchy that was to high up the ladder.
Love as if it was the last drop of water on the desert.
Except examples of examining another’s embassy.
Expect your expectations may lead to extra back pain.
Neck muscles tightening like two titanium combined strings.
Signing behind the echoing rain drops.
Spring along winter lets heat it up.

Snowy Sunday 12/21/08 1:53 PM

2008-12-24T10:59:00.000-08:00

Cloudy days with shades of grey,
A mystic hue an altered state.
A grand entry in to counter culture.
Elaborate broadening of a brand name.
Labradorite rod as a microphone stand.
Impressive press pictures.
3 years as of today.
The twenty first emerging birth.
Erotomania abnormal behavior.
Heavenly presence of silence.
Eyelashes fluttering like monarch wings.
The living room pergola laced with climbing vines.
Tree rings circle the fingers of the earth.
Expressive worth of painting lines.
Ancient stones emblazoned with humbling scripture.
Ripe taste tunnel like texture.
A message floating down stream.
Received then returned up stream.
Reaping the benefits of fortitude.
Getting easy work done can be hard for some.
Their for turning easy work in to hard work.
Resilience realizing the individual comfort zone.
The buoyancy of good spirits and a loving merit.
Overflowing bubbles from the bottles we popped.
The champagne memories that remain on the top.
The value of sound.
Waiting continually waiting for that new space.
New space where melody was born.
Clean slate the denouement.
Endless endowment of abundant resource.
Our choice to remain in stagnant water.
With the incredible abilities we have been gifted with.
In order to share a part of your heritage.
Hair standing on the back of your neck.
An uprising of intelligent text.
Telling ignored secrets kept as ignorance.
Blissful redundancy fueling the transmission.
Racing so fast that the last thing you remember seeing,
Was your own illusion.
Zion waves green leafs the size of paper bags.
Trimming around the edges of her manuscript.
Jungle bound watering tourmaline.
Bare feet wiggle in caves of blue luminescence
The light at the end of a tunnel.
Son of a beehive.
One more grape left on the grapevine.
As it falls landing splitting opening up,
Seeds spread serenading the soil.
Again and again,

Echoing Summit 12/06/08-12/20/08 1:46 PM

2008-12-24T10:57:00.001-08:00

Entropy energy expressed unevenly even unavailable.
Expression of existence, saving every dime.
Savoring the comfort, expectable to afford.
Age of apes speaking of unknown ideas.
Hidden in the DNA of dramatic experience.
An appearance appearing appealing.
Apples pears peaches and plums.
A bit to sensitive or humbly to numb.
Mumbling under tones of key intonations.
Toes spread breathing in-between perception.
The scent she left when she spoke my name.
Spreading wings to land on golden sand.
The Olden in age reenergizing for generations.
Angels in high space category.
Apple orchards full of young healthy working bees.
Queen resting for the day,
Energetic atoms sparkling the night.
A wise word stored in a snowflake.
Frosting pine needles freezing over.
Elbow room to move around freely.
Loose enough to naturally express.
Pressure rest on the egg not so much the nest.
Or I guess we can just blame the vice.
Safely vaulting over the im-possible obstacle at hand.
Water begins to stand still for a moment,
Wind circulation re invites the intermingling.
Once again.
Be nice my friend.
Alien leaning on the tip of mother natures tongue.
Gesturing to make eye contact to interact with your soul.
In the dark words become compatriots.
Fellow members united in the same field.
Wheels of balancing motion spin us toward the jewel of similarity.
Shutters blinds closed to find the hole from the tooth left behind.
Separation anxiety relentless mentality erupting non violently.
Letting go of the spindle of dwindling day dreams.
Pulling in the fabric of knowledge and signs.
Un-forceful universal fortune for-told through our lives.
The ephebic journey of antlers and deer tracks.
The hilarious library of the rise and fall of humanity.
I hear the church choir quietly reciting mantras so heavenly.
Impressed by the magnificent brilliance.
Fourteen days ago the echo still continues on.
Summarizing the immortality in everybody.

Critical Calculations 11/12/08 1:22 PM

2008-11-16T22:06:00.001-08:00

California remember the land before time.
Would have to be before the rocky mountains where formed.
Enormous size at one point.
Flat surface erupting upwards toward the fearless horizon.
Marginal expansion if the desire is correct.
Projection the measure of trust love and companionship.
Content commitment thankful.
Generous roads precious stones .
Instantaneous harmony gained given, traded back and forth.
Pulsating spider eyes.
Anabatic gust of an unknown colored fragrance.
Teasing times by tickling its arms.
Funny and interesting yet still remaining calm.
A fast pattern of possibility enabling the ascension.
Marking in to a temporary temple of temptation.
Tasty syllables sweetly salted above my plate.
Tricky palate for a futuristic vagabond grounded in his poem
Write faster be more creative think like Isaac Newton.
Who you spouse to be with a picture on the side of the highway.
Bulletin board paper back spinal cord.
School garbage enough to fill a whole country.
Old men regretting there past mistakes.
Women wanting to sink there roots in to quick sand.
Guessing that the end is over with.
You don’t have to think that way heard it can change.
Or at least differ a bit from the way it was.
Sunshine burning through the trees bark.
Protection an everlasting illuminated meaning.
Success measured by how many miles are on the car.
Color of the paint job, how tinted the windows are.
How many shoes do you have in your closet.
How many dreams have transformed in to new ideas.
The essence using clouds as storage containers.
From outside the planes window all looks reasonable.
Solution for the worlds affairs new polished leather chair.
Standing on your own two feet.
Walking toward the sun away from the moon.
Or figuring out a way to have balance.
Last thing they need is to get carried away.
Eyes pulling away from the subject.
Signs put up through out the yard warning of the dog.
Not afraid the young adventuring evangelist
Taking stage dressed in proper attire.
Clothing made of silk worm manufacturing.
Rings worn to show availability.
Fresh at the market the new arrivals went quick.
Understandable that only a few become royal.
Young loyal vigor enough to last until its finished.
Then reenergize for another round.
Out of this world sacred serenade.
Shared with your lovers ear soft laughter.
The wanting desire to walk across the coals.
The everlasting amber that radiates in our souls.
Classified as unified consisting of the same mixture.
Texture history in the making her own written dictum.
Temper tantrum traumatic childhood experience.
Buried some where in the back of the brain.
All this unused space filling with new knowledge.
Not sure who to tell about what you witnessed.
Dreams becoming excessive addicted to your passion.
Sky full of lights flashing over new England pine trees.
Pictures drawn that resemble memories of something before.
Able to remember the everlasting meaningful nature of life.

Attitude of a Hermit 11/9/08 7:54 PM

2008-11-10T22:55:00.000-08:00

Traveling words reverb her heart rate for ever.
Reverberate face to face with creator.
Instigator of invoking angelic behavior.
Happy and humble in a unsettling jungle.
Satisfying the quench of sacrifice.
Soil swallowing up the roots.
Introducing a soothing intricate enough sensation.
Three humming birds in one day.
And on another day, I saw one hovering between two cats.
What would you say about that.
Hats off to the all star. Bridging the gap.
Going out of his way to meld the norm.
Hand held and waved in space.
Pace is set for each to except or you can just place your bet.
Have a seat rambling message of meaning unscrambling.
As it stands there is an intense drive for independence.
Certain recorded writing leads toward a deciphering.
A new year celebration still carrying from the last,
Epic splash of newness infused movement through music.
Peace felt world wide, powerful shift.
Has is was and will be happening.
Again in again floating over the rocky terrain.
Surrendering to the memory of the present gift.
Stepping into the un-veiling of what is to come.
Calculated measurements of enjoying the heaviness.
Eyelid resting above the iris.
Instantaneous stampede of buffalo excited to move.
Elaborate steps counting each delicate foot print left.
Crows feet shaped like the silhouette of a doves head.
Symmetric swan necks curving like a heart together.
Missing a few pieces to the puzzle.
Justified epiphany hierarchy of hard work.
Fill the bath tub with bronze,
Coated armor chest planted full of rare rubies.
Beautiful opportunities left to create through imagination.
So call it a dream, or beam from the heavens.
So as it is I receive from the iridescent.
Wood carrying man under and across to build the fire.
Stash the longs on top of the flames,
Continuous fossil fuel burning creating remerging.
Decisions we make today are our tomorrow.
Rematerialize matter as we know it.
Solid form transmitting through clear intention.
Putting out there in all senses impressive premise.
Orbiting Traveling words reverb her heart rate for ever.
Reverberate face to face with creator.

Santa made me do it 11/7/08 8:44 AM

2008-11-08T07:57:00.000-08:00

The production was fabulous.
All laid out harvest stored away till later date.
Well now and then.
Food for friends fed for weeks.
Around the corner from summit road.
Above the cloudy horizon.
Trimming back the excess branches from the trees.
Parting the seas.
Delivery from the temptation of love.
In to merging with the scenery.
All along we’ve belonged.
Harmonic reverence.
Satisfied Santa Monica residents.
Cursing by the ocean side.
Naturally staying toward the namaste attitude.
Peacefully enjoying the energy used on peace.
At ease solider your coming home.
Forty one gun salute.
Lucid dreaming of living forever.
Coincidence I think your mistaken.
Or taking the definition for granted.
Twist of fate.
Abstract truth.
Fate to know that a twist comes back around.
Ounces to pounds weight balance happy and healthy.
No price able to be put on a smile.
Though some may sell them selves short from the gold pot.
With a bucket full of apricot tear drops.
Two tone mirror bending word combinations.
Freedoms on the up rise.
Last time you checked the gate was open.
Floating over the holiest of water.
Outer space acceptance. Soaking in the soils moisture.
Its true that the mass market can be bamboozled.
Glamorized even on a small scale.
Stretched out straight view to the ocean.
Salty residue left on your sleeves.
Hands protected by rings of change.
Inspire me, show us how you can handle.
Intense interaction with a misdirected passion.
Fire flames don’t ricochet they stay one way.
Always in the mind state, the save the planet
High vibration display.
No discrimination life’s a risk worth taking.
Incredibly fragile yet sold like a steal toe.
A foot stool that’s to old to hold up the weight.
Kicking world cup rocks across the end of the world.
The first discussion about victories secret,
Her elves and the reason she fell asleep.
Creepy little cock roaches sneaky bat eyes.
Smiling with the serenity of nineteen navy seals.

Next Stop Antarctica 11/5/08 3:09 PM

2008-11-06T22:18:00.000-08:00

Hidden messages in the day to day signs.
Red light to stop your crossing the line.
Taken as the flight is on course.
Your pull and want is that of a uncontrolled force.
Relax let go, ivory fingers glide through.
My castle has been built, and my watcher is you.
She holds my hand as I climb down the still warm walls.
We have traveled the seas and tasted the bitter salt.
Danced across the milky way, and excepted our faults.
She wears my ring, and awaits the next.
While watching the humming bird in all its magnificence.
Symmetrical flames burning from each end.
Thousands of eyes connect,
All interweaving with a story of there own.
Personalized message, my love is powerful.
Our love even more, we share the same breath.
My pillow is yours.
Share it with me rest your rose colored golden checks.
Eyes that I miss.
I saw them this morning kissing me good bye.
Now only the memory is left in my mind.
The belief that I will be offered another chance.
To fulfill my roll in the stars and advance.
Crawling up the rankings.
Climbing with such an intense grip,
That only a few can handle it.
Comical how the planets shine.
Reflect in to forever,
The moon has been watching us, the sun as well.
Who else knows what’s behind the black hole.
Or in it.
Genius
Gem delivery major organization and tasting.
First it was the ones that don’t have there clock set.
Correct fit in to the cosmic.
Un aligned yet living a beautiful life.
Light bulb flickering over the canyon.
On in to forever the endless light.
Don’t be up set if I fall asleep.
Blessed to awaken again in to a new.
Savoring each moment as if it was meant for me.
Starving for attention in hopes to commercialize.
Or at least enterprise on the vast amount of new-ness.

Resonate with the senses 10/29/08 10:29 AM

2008-11-03T16:41:00.001-08:00

Tediously fun and healthy.
Collecting the long awaited foundation.
Informative transformation. Important dedication.
Easily replaceable by letting go.
Insured on another return.
A guarantee unique harvesting.
Straight forward right toward you.
Three days from when you started.
Departed or just taking a break.
Reaping the benefits from the seeds we have sown.
Wrinkles in time splashing against the table. `
Tadpole maturity aquatic limbless round bodies.
Missing gills the feeling that its to long to wait.
Affirmative masculinity.
Curling toe nails wrap around the foot.
Permanently stoned in to the wall.
Tactile inspected for a while.
Investigation of what makes you resonate.
Ticking upon your inner core.
Can’t be afraid to feel the force.
Often in accordance yet sometimes distracted.
Excepting the action and knowing your not over reacting.
Depression is like silly putty.
Stretch and pull copy and paste.
Remote control reality,
In a temporary place.
Television verse sky.
Attack of the tomatoes take five.
Where here for the long haul.
And odd ball passed around.
Shared with the intelligent knowledge
Gnomes know about the special language.
It grows on you, a moss of sorts.
A month of spring light moth flying,
Mouth drying from marijuana resin.
Sitting Indian style with your own presence.
Releasing pressure from your spine.
Up from the Gut upfront feeling through emotional notes.
For ever changing goals fulfilled too the top.
Almost overflowing.
Fine have it that way pouring over the lip.
Lunar eclipse split the thought process.
Opened energy ports activating a monolith.
Stonehenge roots reduced to soup spoon sips.
A kings staff, two snakes living in twirling spiral glass.
Almost unreal until you witness the intricate mathematics.
Star wizard crystal music museum.
Full of art and natural mushroom caps.

Woke up on the wrong side of the egg 10/22/08 12:58 PM

2008-10-26T12:36:00.001-07:00

Leftovers for forty days and forty nights.
Sandwiches with real chicken heels.
Sweet surrender in to the syrup craze.
Marmalade dream state.
Letters appearing on paper faster then fingers type.
Creative camera American market scheme.
Memorized in the morning.
Recited by noon, repeated for weeks yet it is still brand new.
Excited repetition new energy transition.
Rancid worry worn away,
Burned in to the ashes.
Created in the shore, brown crystals cocoon like seashells.
A potato pulled out from within the ground.
Turned completely inside out and up side down.
Roots from every angle,
Indians diagramming river flow perfect.
From with in the chest the heart knows no secret.
Imperfections formatted to further freedoms stride.
To allow for the best to be different at all times.
Impersonality sense of humility humbling gratitude.
Growing older with your dreams as your reality.
Focused energy.
Growing pains recurring as correction rather then a problem.
Momentarily pause then regenerated in to gain.
Flowering fresh wilderness breath.
Ravishing traditions, dictating the temporary pause.
Upper lipped tight pulling toward your ear.
Ridiculous earrings hanging above your chin.
Is this your first time on the Train.
No way I have traveled through rabbit holes before.
Hair soaring grapping jumping with your apples out.
Belly flop wave rider.
Tropical deja-vu delirious remembrance.
Water soaking in the socks underneath your shoes.
Fascination of table top teachings.
Tell me something new, at least activate the news.

Reaching a destination 10/20/08 3:33 PM

2008-10-21T14:51:00.000-07:00

Progress advancement dancing in the sunset.
Together again warming sand to cooling foot.
Rabbits in the moon, spiritual support.
Organized echelon positioned just so.
As to create a three d effect direct diligent direction.
A Sacred pact of important facts.
Remembering the moment as you watched the amber coals glow.
Smoke from under the ring of your nose encloses on your throat.
Non aggressive subtle flickers of forgotten feelings.
So far gone that he’s already back.
Aching bones from carrying home the gold.
Double platted plaster of Paris French kiss with a Sicilian.
Energy to cherish unique characteristic.
New York night life dancing underneath a disco ball.
Indoor waterfalls powering the lights.
Organic wine tasting two trips to Europe in the same month.
Meetings in the mountains with shamans, witches and monks.
Flights taken into a heavenly plane.
Landing back in to the body astral traveled to Japan.
Exercise excellent measurements meeting of the minds.
Anarchist harvesting the truth from the pry of the humans.
Cry for the movement, shed a tear and trade with the forces.
Higher and outside the box of understanding.
No longer standing for being hammered in.
On strike for eternity from turning away what your free to be.
Professional personality your daughters hand in marriage.
Imagination positive magnificent incredible incident.
Serious sense of sending them away with a great feeling.
Only to return again polite and bright with a vibrant light .
Foot paths articulating the curves in the dunes on the beach.
Wishing things where the way they are.
Knowing there is even more mystery to discover.
Describe the most influential high.
Interesting testimony to testing temptations temperature.
After all the calculated layers of math.
Where time and space meet together at last.
The fear of Leaving earth.
Ending all you have worked for.
Or remembered once again your forgotten memory.
Conglomeration of artist with similar mediation techniques.
A massive surge of abundance watering warm hearted crops.
Position osmosis in a cup full of fire and water.
Over powering explosion of emotion.
Vine Overgrowth on the garden gates.
Trimmed in order to open.
Excessive starring may lead to ridicule.
It’s the allure and mystery that draws you in.
Unlocking the immaculate magic of mysteries twin.
A hair dresser resting her left breast on your shoulder.
While reciting a seven hundred year old mantra.
Of the meaning of reason. Awoken and un-startled.
A direct connection inspired presentation.
Seventh level sensation.
Storm on the horizon was a glorious occasion.
Infatuated with imaginations limits.
Life long process of recollection.

An Immaculate Taste 10/13/08 12:41pm

2008-10-16T11:37:00.000-07:00

In your palm you hold an unfolding flower of life .
So precious she is cultivating the seed.
Synchronistic the scent of a syncarpous.
How deep can you dig before finding a treasure.
To some wasted material to others.
Often misunderstood while looking above.
Standing kneeling rolling over rows of flowers.
Flowing onward slowly toward your goal.
Golden road unpaved or sold.
To buy a rich man’s land to return to the poor.
Ever try to tie together a bundle of sticks.
Forty three miles until the sun sets.
San Diego green growth new signs of creation.
Love fascination healing sound creation.
Playable personality, similar interest.
In exploring reality.
We have a choice to speak free or forever be underneath.
Behind the falling of the sun the unveiling of the moon.
Fully capable of controlling your own comfort zone.
Being the cause of the effect to occur.
Living so fast that all of life is a blur.
Missed moments replaced with seized days.
Chicken eggs to hatch for breakfast.
With the patience of a thousand pregnant penguins.
Migrating across the great polar ice capes.
Carving out funnels they can fall into.
Swimming in the Luke warm water.
What once was below freezing is now beyond leaving.
Gone receding along came a coin of reason.
Flipped in to the mist of what a miracle is.
No more buffalo stampedes not stamps made in there memory.
Sick and twisted way of living.
Forgetting the beauty of earthly living.
Surrounded by the earths beauty but chosen to never be seen.
Instead the pressure of financial well being.
Is weighed as more important then simply living.
Finding a way to give back all that you can.
In fact the pure energy of pure appreciation is the point.
Unless there is a witness that has seen the slice in time.
The space between reason with that witty power of rhyme.
Fall in line or step in to it. Walk all night.
Or just sleep right through it.
Pyramid bird houses out line the horizon tonight.
Family’s that look back to how sad it was that night.
Water from the same river poured in to a unfamiliar shore.
Arkansas airplanes landing at the bay.
Took a long time to expect the path they made.
Perfect in execution and paying off well.
Not only on the out side but the inside as well.
Legs sculpted as if they where chiseled from stone.
Core strength to except the power within.
Marble or granite, quartz or coral reef.
Even coal can create a diamond to be seen.
Celebrate the enjoyment of fulfilling your dream.
Reaching toward the stars in the mid afternoon.
No clouds in the sky so there’s a chance to reply.
To the sun as its leaving while saying good bye.

Becoming you again 10/9/08 3:18 AM CO

2008-10-13T00:13:00.000-07:00

Toes spread out in the afternoon sun.
Foot prints sketched in the side of a mighty oak.
Strong willed willow up rooting to run once again.
Wasting seeds that at one point had potential.
Healing comfort through equal exchange.
Strange road ready laughter.
The throat of a Taurus sensitive yet powerful.
Hot tea with extra lemon and honey.
Black and white stellar costume.
Outfit fitting over your flesh.
Kaleidoscope eyes viewing the earth from above.
Obvious version vision is similar to those of others.
Stamped across the calf of a county.
Earth viewed as a living breathing being.
Humans against the planet.
Subconsciously thinking they can take over.
Controlling the ruby mountain.
Owning land, taking claim and stating it as yours.
What hurts the most is not the letting go,
But the becoming new. Afraid of what you may find.
Outside of your box and beyond your mind.
Contrary to a cows thoughts.
Thumb wresting victor takes all.
Indian sun burn, forearm muscle comparison.
Shoulders off alignment. Balance necessary for growth.
It is important that we indagate what it is that holds us back.
Salvation strength simplicity a life worth of experience.
Not dangerous cliff hanging every day but reaching over the edge.
Taking that step toward the moon.
It is predicated that the economy will fall.
That the repression will introduce a new method of living.
Shaky planet unstable waiting for us to recognize her beauty.
Poisonous plants ingested daily.
The inability to comprehend the magnificent size of your galaxy.
The exchange of emotions that fill your space.
The problems and solutions that we face.
Have done in the past and will in the future.
At this moment the memory of giants walking the earth.
Ten feet tall some twelve hands longer then your torso.
Passive intimidations of imaginary fallacies.
Falcons with talons ripping through the sky.
Cutting through clouds creating lighting from the effect.
What once was a barren field is now a beautiful garden.
Full of lush abundant life forms.
Swarming bees in search for the Queens next meal.
Peeling off layers of un-tasteful flesh.
Continuing the process until nothing is left.
Yet there always is a glimpse of what was.
A memory of how it use to be.
Who you use to be, pictures diaries humans telling your story.
You will always live on the tree you once leaned against.
When your legs where to tired to carry you any further.
From in side the core a burst of tremendous force.
Half the moon visible the rest missing, explained by scientist.
Left for the onlooker to guess that it is truth.
It has always disappeared only to return again.
Becoming a new version, as if it where a snake shedding.
A tree discarding its dieing leaves, molting.
A monarch with the influence to shift human thought.
A process not yet mastered but attempted by many.
I guess unless a butterfly lands on my chest.
Separating clarity from a chaotic mess.
Manmade contributions seem to be the main stem of polluting.
At the same time cures and happiness.
Life span expand almost doubling that of our ancestors.
Imagine what that would be like if the evolution and history.
Change with the weather in that favor.
Could mean that in 10 years from now people are living to 110.
Even higher depending on your rank casting judgment .
You mean the upside down picture of you and the guys.
Will we ever find truce with in one another.

A Single Reason 10/3/08 11:35 AM

2008-10-08T10:17:00.001-07:00

Throat is sore, looking for a break.
Time is altering turning clock arms point toward the bay.
Clouds above the castle’s roof.
Full of water they float holding out until the time is right.
Explosion of lonesome sorrow centered and transformed.
Obstacles created to expand the awareness.
Standing up for a new frontier.
Far away from friends thinking of them at all times.
Mars is looking at us from outside of the window.
Change that thought it is a satellite.
Comets are coming. Sparkling the sky.
Stars jealous at the magnificent beauty.
Lingering tracers left for our fingers to follow.
Meaning hidden in the notes that are left.
For some reason they have been unable to be read.
Is there an excuse for lose of excitement.
Lying sideways watching the television.
Presenting the world with life.
Something to cling on to and justify realities faith.
Falling feathers from space.
Soul magnets filling in the missing feelings of love.
Forgetting what love is.
Remembering again with more power then ever before.
Passive action after the war.
Embracive hands on hierarchy. Holding on to that which is falling.
Why can’t we not ask that question.
Born with the innate ability to wonder.
Structured to be a maze, with roads that lead no place.
No destination, direction or drive.
Standing on the bridge ready to dive.
Cannonballs are weak now a days compared to grenades.
Grateful following of allowing for it all to be done.
Sisters safely keeping me holy.
Body interaction paradigm cracking.
Safely shifting the consciousness.
Hot honey tea with my brothers ghost.
He sits by my side and whispers secrets of the cosmos in my ear.
Thanks for the advice to bad it cost your life.
How much did he have saved up.
Really big important deal, economy crashes.
Dark angels out to subdues you with there potions and scent.
Grasping a piece of your soul.
A sledge hammer against mask of humility.
Cracking up the for-head crating a opening.
Funnel created energy flowing inward like a waterfall.
Funeral for the fallen victims of hypocritical commercialism.
The emotion of being in charge. Letting go of that.
Starting to recognize the natural in between state.
Giving back all that has been given to you.
Dark clouds with bright golden light pouring through.
Creating forming and then forever having something.

Walking toward you 9/18/08 3:20 PM

2008-09-18T15:20:00.000-07:00

Expectation set on high, yet no over load.
Slow motion mode of years of preparation.
Guidance through a narrow hallway.
A hand to hold on to up the stairs.
Falling face first awakening new birth.
A beautiful lifetime of chance encounters.
Established partnership onward honest gift.
Half soaking balancing egg of earth.
Water and salt, absorbing on my tongue.
The sweet luster shining off her vibrant feathers.
A story of heaven and how nice it is.
Soft pillowcase’s laid out along the wall.
The fresh fragrance of a newly cut bouquet.
Armor made ten times stronger then titanium plates.
A concord crouching in the corner.
Awkward to say the least. What you don’t believe him.
Well I can see a lie in believe. Enough said she said.
Fight for the country. Go hungry run for company.
Maybe humpty was pushed over the edge.
He did not lift his foot in time and broke his leg.
Run on sentence like who’s on second.
Safe home field advantage.
Impressive present set up for the Queen.
She delights in the excitement. enchantment.
Entrance toward the sound of a somber heart beat.
Normality smiling happily trees breathing.
Similarity a likely hood that exchanges looks..
Your eyes are gorgeous so beautiful truly surreal.
Like pyramids or sparkling stars with that nice chill.
The thrill of my life is you by my side .
We should get high off the music.
And start baking that pie.
If your hungry and you what it.
Then lets make the dough.
Fall in love with the passion.
Of passing the bowl.
Now the oven’s on high.
Temperature just right.
Perfect time for quenching.
The biggest appetite.

Incredible Raindrops 8/28/08 Nag's Head NC 3:38 AM

2008-08-28T03:38:00.000-07:00

Listening to the sound of early morning raindrops fall upon the rooftop.
Like tin cans with coins inside.
Shaken till they dent the outside rim.
Flowers growing wild.
Sideways they come falling relentless moisture amounting.
Some one soaking wet but happier then ever.
Struck luck at the office.
Or just feeling grand.
Feet leaving the pavement and headed back to the sand.
Exponential increase in pure volume and amount.
So many raindrops falling no one can keep count.
Unlike snowflakes and there independent nature.
Raindrops don’t mind looking like each other.
Being one in the same and going home to the same house.
It will be a sad sad day when all the clouds dry out.
No longer hovering above providing us protection from the sun.
Plants and animals praying for a single drop to come.
Out from underneath the depths of the sea.
Appears what some to believe as Adam and Eve.
Curly blond finger nails tangled and long.
Eyelashes like feathers, hair like a harp.
She smiled in your memory leaving a mark.
Portrait of a traveling soul.
Etched with a crimson red bluish charcoal.

One Lonely leaf left 8/26/08 Nags Head NC 8:31 AM

2008-08-27T20:49:00.000-07:00

Single flickering candle wick lit by the sun.
Dancing in the shadow alone and in tense.
Scripture described the sculpture of a statue’s face.
Broken rock formations flattened and massaged.
Creating an imaginary feeling of a distant mirage.
Beads of water culminate off the front.
While jet black opal eyes keep track from the back.
Talkative jargon of juxtaposed lines.
Informative fallacy’s saved as true.
Fear based religion left hung to dry.
Exposing the truth of what happens when we die.
Melodies lost in translation and key.
When the final bird fly’s and becomes no longer free.
Fleeing moments that’s how they keep up.
Racing around the track chasing their tales.
Dangling mistletoe tropical snow fall.
Kisses to the angles with wings like a shawl.
Lifted and placed across the top of there back.
Covering the shoulders no flesh left in tack.
Blossoming mishaps with new flowers to show.
And after the rain fall a illuminated glow.
Young honest heritage of cocking your gun.
Being the king of a castle that’s not open to some.
Fowl swoop of language drenched in an obscure persona.
Curious to dig underneath the roots of every tree.
In hopes to find a pot of gold, or even just a piece.
Parallel lifestyles fundamental belief.
Able to be changed if your ready to receive.
Direct contact with those that have left.
Crossed over in to the next dimension.
Enter through the black hole. Surrounded by white light.
Surrendering rendering the ending a bit.
Fully committed yet ready to split.
Open the median of what’s programmed deep.
What is and what’s not spouse to be.
Fit fine affordable pile of stress.
Tangible like a handle to hold or a lever to pull.
Swirling limerick of names we’ve forgotten.
Scarlet redwood with a hint of aging amber.
Imagining the darkest trenches outlined with coal.
Absence of illusion and only a temporally void.
Let us all escape the escapade.
Cascade of rain drops forming a new religion.
Speckled clouds hovering over surrendering flames.
Distant mahogany tree with only one lonely leaf left.
When life offers you a ride enjoy it.
Explore the options that have presented themselves.
Dazed and confused photo shot.
Held in the hands of a professional.
Swelling waves unleashing there pent up rage.
Agony holding back on uncharted waters.
Riptides of ridicule closing in on the shore.
Islands that at one point where consider not.
Atlantic land shifting sanctuary of chance.
Examining examples of resembling scenarios.
Placid facial expressions pressed upon a bathroom mirror.
Here comes an overwhelming feeling of humanity.
Past the expectations and the difference of a assumption.
Pull and tear across the outer banks of reality.
What they want to know is what is going on inside.
Inside our hearts inside our minds.
Modern man wants to build an empower.
Out last the others that lay by there side.
Strength to overcome all of life’s adversities.
One single sentence at a time, allowing the rest to add up.

Evaluate Evolution 8/23/08 Nags Head NC 8:49 AM

2008-08-25T21:05:00.000-07:00

Save the date, don’t wait for that coincidence.
Direct influence loose ever since the first step.
A chance at elevating every DNA strand.
A human harmonic convergence, remaining assertive.
Safety described by discipline.
Tired so tired unable to open my eyes.
Sleeping typing not walking but writing in my sleep.
Doctors are puzzled and the nurse thinks I’m nuts.
So sweet it is heavy eyes carry such a weight.
Loops around the planets. Stars intergalactic.
Arguments meant to help expand or at least strengthen.
Discussed in depth coverage of the latest fad.
Fashion king of the wardrobe purple lined suite.
Crushed amethyst interlacing polyester.
Stuff my pockets with rocks and trinkets.
Crystalline arm bands with heirloom cuffs.
Tuff enough to withstand a spiraling tunnel of wind.
Head strong middle man making moves for the team.
Bizarre barricades crossed over while wading through the stream.
Over extended tentative triumphant aerial view.
A mix of persistence and inconsistence.
Waiting till the last second to use adrenaline to your advantage.
Some call it procrastination, why not evaluate evolution.
True on your own accord, connected attached few can soar.
Held on to the ground, a foundation of fresh new tradition.
Mint tea leafs left in the sun for a week straight.
Consistent delivery every time on time.
Not much else to do, unless your prepared for the next step.
Bent at the elbow joint extended past the head.
Spinning around whimsically like a whirling dervish.
Determined to cross on to the other side.
Save the date again as if you have forgotten.
Remembering the significant action that took place.
Constantly on your mind is a unswerving idea.
Strong from the ground up. Only a week from the sensitive side.
Regular visits counter act the absence.
Silence fills the night, unbearably loud.
Discombobulated by the distractions of life.
Life forms so surreal.
That they remain in your memory, for only a moment.
A small token you where once handed.
Headed toward remembering you’re the revolution.
A union of cells rejoicing in joining together as one.
Once again it has been written.
So powerful and strong so solid and whole.
Great logic behind the creation of the letters.
Put the correct ones in order and you can converse.
Scattered across the open field and not far from the beach.
Half a mile away from the fading footprints.
So intense is the lettering that some may argue over it.
Tell each other that they don’t agree.
Age difference is three years and thirty two days.
Enough time to learn that there is a whole in the cup.
Overflowing high volume of abstract talk.
Teach me something new, but don’t give me a clue.
Just allow it to take place, how much does it take.
With an allowance that’s priceless and nothing else saved.
Purple rose stems scattered across the corpse.
Dogs digging in the same place making there home.
Marking there territory as if they own the block.
Leaving no trace just a after shock.
Uninformative negotiation on who gets the bone.
First bite is the best according to some.
Last bite has the most flavor according to others.
No matter who is correct at the end of it all.
There is no right answer, they are all off the wall.
Partially talkative, other half hermit.
Long nights of writing to prove who deserves it.
The gold from a pens tip transformative sand script.
Origami world view where all in a ball .
If you really stop to think about it.
It’s always all and all.

Why Not 8/22/08 “Nags Head NC” 6:43 AM

2008-08-23T07:40:00.000-07:00

Give it a try, at least attempt. Who’s to say how it ends.
When the feeling begins to arise, your senses start to tense.
Inhale the exhaustion excuses are alarming.
Soft tender heart with the same inevitable fate.
To fly off the edge, leaning off the seat.
Streets lined with loin cloth. Coins begin to rust.
No chance left for turning back what’s done is done.
With only a tint of color peeking through the midnight sky.
Dawn is upon us, clouds crawl over the mountains peak.
Something is reaching for more. Always arm stretched out.
Grasping to touch what I known it can not .
Hands looking to hold on too the furthest at reach.
Dreaming of becoming un controlled,
Trial and error, triumphant heart beat.
She speaks to me in a weaving in and out of meaning.
I respond only with a gesture of astonishment.
How can we let this vertigo go.
Knowing that there will be change.
Slowing our own judgment grants us our wish.
Peering over the edge off in to the sky.
Clouds outline the horizon like a Greek myth.
Stories of forever, encapsulating cycles continue.
Testosterone increasing the overall drive of creation.
Wild fascination of a immaculate creation.
Waiting for stagnation or another invasion.
Crimson red forest, brittle from dehydration.
Face to face avoiding the point taking a walk to enjoy rise.
Falling fading forgetting, thinking holding and owning.
Outlandish mixture of memories and ideas.
Of what we have expected, excepted with iron like strength.
Inside of Zion’s mouth you can sense serenity.
It’s acknowledging the drive and where it is taking you.
Literally in more ways then one.
Counting the rays from the fading sun.
Brighter by the second, or instant in between.
Empowering your self to manifest your dream.
Having the hindsight too not let it pass by.
And the for-sight to witness the signs.
Nature plays its part providing entertainment..
Reassuring the alignment of the planets is a cycle.
Around again, we take this on.
Again and again until its gone.
Humans have the ability to believe or not.
To receive lessons sent from a higher calling.
Question is, do you have the time.
Do you have enough saved up, to shift the paradigm.
Follow the diagram for your whole life.
At the last moment look back and you can feel its right.
Every path that lead you to walk on to the next event.
With the power of belief that no matter what, its been great.
Think of the past and the present cause the future can wait.
It’s not going any where and you’re the emotions to offend.
So don’t chase after something that you all ready have.
Appreciate being alive, or at least acknowledge the fact.
Experience the gifts we have. Gift of the sense.
Endless amount to speak of. Respect love.
The tug of war rope is wearing thin.
Wear and tear already begins. Direction resurrected.
Outlined designed non-linear feelings.
The acceptance of balance is easy to do.
They say its hard to admit an addiction.
Who are they to say this, re-writing the already been done.
So far ahead of your self that you lose your steam.
Swirling in a black hole before its time.
In your prime, light body shine. Reflect retrospective.
Take aim like you never have before. Aim like a eagle.
Ancient vision becoming clear. Beyond you and I.
I often wonder what it would be like to go for it.
Why not leap off the edge of insanity.
Dancing on the rings of what we once called duality.
Dare me, to deal you a full house.
Empty rooms full of left over skin cells.
Sea shells are traveling gypsies homes.
I have leaped off the edge.
Full clothed yet as naked as a new born.
Breaking hundred of sticks, building up a supply.
Warm weather recognition.
While sipping on a soft spoken tea.
Fire still rages but will be controlled.
Notice the affiliation filling up the thinking tank.
Preparation for the great shift where time as we know it stops to sit.

Beauty beyond words 8/17/08 5:12 PM

2008-08-18T10:58:00.000-07:00

Provide me with your wildest fantasy. Allow me to help nurture that.
Every second is leading toward the next, the nest fulfillment.
Always out seeking to reach for more.
One look in the mirror maybe mightier then the sharpest sword.
Hands connect just imagine lips. Fire so hot it could burn the tip.
Ignited from the inside out. Is it twin flames or one bursting torch.
I could tell you how I feel but you may not believe me.
Why put it in repeat if you missed it the first run.
Next stop is nonsense. Sophisticated adult langue.
Speaking in the tongue of love, the same tone a dove may have.
How would you last on your own alone in the over cast.
Tempted to the highest point before explosion.
Internal slogan hold a hand full of coal to callus the palm.
Nothing goes wrong, It just seems that way because of the great expectation of being human. Even just thinking in that way can create some interesting ripples in the air.
At least act like you care. Whisper sweet nothings in to my ear.
Talk to me for hours tell me your inspirations,
That which sets your furnace a blaze.
A few inches away from feeling that rush.
Physical contact and everlasting touch.
Alone on the plane eyes peering off over the side of the window.
Spectacular mountain view.
I would bet that she has to go through this emotion all the time.
That on your toes look around, feeling of missing out.
Abundance sits awaiting your arrival.
Not late but on harmonic time. A single vibrating string.
What would it take to get the answer involving the after life.
To see the final picture of the wiggle.
Except and embrace the immortal beauty at stake.
Physically the eyes lock in on eternity.
To be able to have that loving flexibility.
Healer, Receiver of reflections from your own personal introjection.
You wish for this list of yours to be filled.
According to your own agenda. Did we some how forget the fascination with the unknown.
Out of your normal comfort zone. Show me your sincere smile.
That smile that makes you who you are.
A true pure laugh, lasting for ever invested in your memory bank.
Eyes are incredibly powerful.
Life changing, with no exchange of anything. Expect a look.
A glance in the direction of the open and willing.
Do you ask, have you thought it out. Imagine if you could.
It is possible if your heart is strong enough.
If your reasoning is beyond only your own.
Holy and in love. In love with being fully yourself.
Dancing alone in the wildness of your imagination.
If I could have it my way. Well I am positive you can.
Try it out, give it a shot.
How do you ask, never mind that. Breath deep and focus.
Allow the confusing parts to become ironed out.
The sands of time, at one point where rocks.
Feeling that powerful force of looking good.
Knowing there is a limitless amount of things you may never do.
Like fly to the moon, or parachuting with lions and panthers.
Lets run off together we can hide for a bit.
Won’t be able to stay long, I have a commitment wit the infinite.
Dark room single candle flickering the secrets the stone.
So close together now, breath bouncing off one another.
Italian heritage forgotten and remembered.
I can feel your heart beat, while you sit by my side.
Your breathing pattern is powerful.
Feels like rushing water after the fist spring melt.
If you only knew I was speaking of you.
Would you blush, would you smile with a witty look.
Legs made for running. Lush long stride.
Every color you can imagine, appearing in your eyes.
Lights as bright as the sun beaming down on fresh snow.
Cold smoke like vapor. Heating through out your entire body.
Oddly enough after all that work, it happened.
Plane landed walked to the shuttle got a ride to the house.
Smiled at the return, Lower body bursting with energy.
So ready, the soul steady vision backed by keeping daily track.
Put it on the table if no body eats it pass it out for free.
You can try to save it, but it may go bad.
With time comes assumptions used reused expectance.
Will your eyes ever make it to this point in my life.
Mine meaning yours just placed in our word.

Tale of Seven Sisters 8/12/08 1:41 PM

2008-08-17T15:21:00.000-07:00

Over by the River, where we sat and watched the moon rock.
Talked for an hour a half about the boondocks.
Traveling life, and smoke shops.
Water carnival taste for the truth.
Triumphant attempt hard work paying dues.
Long winded walk about never ending hugs with you.
Balcony glass window business class view.
Helicopter rides, over the enchanted amethyst forest.
Super sweet ground score.
Smorgasbord of objects from outer-space.
A few orders of hors d’orvres for afterwards.
Who spells any way anyway.
It would be a great combo to have all the above.
Stay in position. Stick to the program of being your own,
And surrendering to the omnipresent moment.
Wind-chimes lingering on like the sound of touching stars.
The sound of Wooden wings the laugh of young angels.
Savoring the moment soaking in the ocean.
Floors full of mist, rising clouds soaking in your pores.
Poems answering mysteries of unanswered dreams.
Reaching out above the landmass beyond the suns grasp.
Money changing diamond glass. Infused fire stone.
Expectations of a spectacular taste left.
A freshness of mountain air new faces that always appear.
Tear down the walls around you. Build up the walls around you.
You can count on your self or every one else.
Or else you can lean balance and the abundance of wealth.
Triangulate and restructure your compass.
Check to make sure all components are working.
Turning the tuner, door bell ringing surprising sound.
Dark green bass tubes, pastures carpenters Portland.
Across the border they traveled, tracing unknown steps.
Sequence of events, seamless entertainment.
Connecting in the riptide, imagine for a moment.
Coiled roads unpaved yet chosen.
That incredible sense of bliss. Open and excepting.
A teamwork attitude toward steadfast relationships of gratitude.
Realization of public engagement
Partnership in tradition radiating embracement …

Cherrie Bugs and Airplanes 8/7/08 3:39 PM

2008-08-07T12:48:00.000-07:00

Vertical leap toward grasping a star.
Pass the cloudy layer, penetrating the blue sphere.
Open floating, faces fading purple names remain.
We claim that it is all possible.
Self doubt is like putting your self in a cage.
In a bottle of excuses pride tends to hide.
Sitting with right foot about left knee, contemplating.
Wondering in astonishment what my be left over when its all done.
Can you feel what it is like to have a rainbow shine on your hand.
Every three agreed you where ahead of the pack.
Passing through with no problems, no stress no excuse.
Imagine for a moment no worries,
This present moment we call the now.
Is happening above sandy fields.
Building blocks perfectly laid out for all to see.
Witnessing the revolution taking place under your nose.
Rocks losing there solid form.
But who really needs physical form anyway.
It is all created in the image of human kind.
Your imprint, our individual print on it.
I intention manifest into a galactic perspective.
Work ethic tends to set a all new trend.
High in the back seat sitting six deep.
Alive and in the front surrounded by five.
Double sided mud slide mountain face.
Inspirational shifting landscape.
Including but not limited to an array of sun rays.
Left in the oven in the kitchen at the supper club.
Fresh taste, an afternoon squeeze of oranges,
Mangos and peaches.
Upon arrival allow your expectations,
To remain minimal but at full highest level.
Balancing with the ease of the sun and moon.

Highflying Ideas 8/1/08 7:09 PM

2008-08-02T09:50:00.001-07:00

Walk me, please take this final walk along the river bank.
What would have changed if you did ?
Never to know the answer but convincing enough to pretend.
The shadow showed a hand pointing toward the door.
Asking for an answer, but for some reason it’s ignored.
Hungry, thirsty flying non stop.
Activated to type, find what it is when you evaluate your life.
Non-stopping the title of the next song,
Unsurpassable sneaky eyes.
Glancing over the shoulders of a sleeping giant.
Chalk laid out too entertain the children,
Motive to keep them busy.
A universal wave of harmony.
Peaceful sounds and hands held so tight.
Birds walking patient while the humans take flight.
What is it you wonder as I ask in response.
To tackle the question of how much it would cost.
Take away my debt with the songs that I’ve made.
And store the rest under the table and leave a tip for the maid.
A big one in fact the largest they’ve seen.
History was made off of glamour and glee.
To make it means to come true from your soul.
Not hiding or faking to be part of the roll.
Hindsight to learn from the past choices we’ve made.
And write our wrongs as we head toward the grave.
That’s pretty striking, A full force statement.
Planning ahead, each move we make effects us down the road.
So if one domino piece is off even the slightest bit,
The dream will end short of the goal.
Goal is clean, then take the shot, Run full speed,
And never Stop. Don’t look back,
No need to question why, just be organized and ready,
And watch the pain ease by.
Good night my love, only the best your way.
Good night my heart, sorry I can’t stay.
No more bad dreams, please only nice things,
She said she was lonely, but now I will never be back,
I don’t want you to be lonely,
If I leave for good, will that fix your lonely heart,
Part of me is in pieces, but there is a part in peace.
I love you so much but am forgetting me,
Selfless yet still a bit selfish.
It’s not out of my league, but it is time to practice.
Intact with the testimony, belief in the one and only.
This castle is no fallacy.
There maybe those that don’t agree,
But lets just wait and see,
For only love is welcome, encouragement and strength,
No sense in being blindfolded to the beauty at hand .
Then again, inside my blindfold, I can clearly see,
A waterfall of love and endless possibilities.
So pure to dive in, so protected to fall.
Strong enough to make the decision and to start a new.
Understanding that there is more to life then,
Arguments and dues.
She collected flowers, and cried when then would wilt.
Even when she knew they would grow back.
He stood for hours in the same position,
Waiting for a change, took the advice from a stranger,
And remembered how to play.
Words where taken lightly for out of anger then where spurt.
And a hollow word shouted should really hold no weight,
It’s the well thought out delivery, that can really make a quake.
Divine differences, distinguish between the choice.
And take some time with the idea.
Pre-pair yourself for the next chapter.
And allow your self to think clear.
Ask for guidance from all directions to enter in your eyes,
You can find it through silence or look for the signs.
We all have a story and some do relate,
In one way or another, they stem from the same plate.
Release relief rejoice in joy,
Showing your real emotions,
Is far better then a decoy.

Mission the Moon 7/30/08 4:17 PM

2008-08-02T09:48:00.000-07:00

I am on a quest like mission.
To one day land on the moon,
Do the earth walk dance with me.
And as we rattle in the midnight grove.
I settle my dues, and learn to have fun with my muse.
It’s that beautiful universal cocoon.
Hatch a butterfly look now it’s a worldly view.
Words are plenty and many People know,
How they want to be living there life.
Hand on the kite, like flying it, late in the night.
With the car key attached,
Swift with the grasp sitting duck a easy catch.
Long boards of wood create the path way,
To walk over the mud from the rain water,
On your new shoes is no fun,
The sun dries them out but they still look like crud.
Hand washed, at the local river.
Based on the message I’m a believer.
A swift reader who is neither wither or either
Hehe
Out of character in America.
A Tarantula in panama.
Serious business at hand. First Class private grade.
Apple juice apricots and bananas.
Tea squeezed from three gypsies.
Poured over granola.
Millions of hands held on the heavenly orb.
The moon,
The miracle of existence. The harvest
Center stance inhale exhale.
Circling breath with each and every step, lunar solar.
The Strategy masculinity balanced with the feminist.
What a coincidence that the coin flip landed on tales.
Exercise the settlement,
Investigate the elements.
What a sexy Ultimatum, silly thing is,
There is no penalty lessons generally teach,
With a chance to learn, no more wood to burn,
High strung from hanging around to much.
Having it all trading it to have more.
Overall pull to understand the view.
Take credit when credits due,
Each step original no matter the length.
Crossing rivers with out getting wet,
Basking in the Bermuda sun. Salvation came.
Along with new sneakers, how neat.
Expensive vacation for the foreigners.
No one seemed to mind, buckets bursting over the line.
Pockets full of cherries,
It seems to me that they are all tasty,
Their could even be a few extra sweet.
Some have definitely gone bad.
Or at least had a better taste before becoming sour.
Inspired still intriguing just not as alluring.
That sweet lusty Klondike river full of gold.
Pour me some reason make it hot with a lemon.
Everlasting aftertaste,
We almost had something solid melt away,
Like a ice cube on the beach,
Ultimately dissolving in to the air,
Back to another form, only to return once again.

Mountain Shade 7/26/08 5:34 PM

2008-07-29T18:34:00.001-07:00

Surrounded by a Pristine environment .
Untouched by the hands of man,
Air sweet like the bite of a fresh peach.
Clouds hovering above wild horses.
The curvature in the landscape,
Spells out stories, dictating directions.
Lessons some sense the sun.
Before it ever shows its rays.
Fear Monism,
Money yen omnipresence.
Everything is movable,
Because everything is floating.
Unswerving contradictions.
Minimal variations.
Influencing the gene pool.
One coin fluttering by.
Opal shadows casting across the range.
Sacred cows frozen in the field.
Life breathing statues.
Opaque flesh, impenetrable.
Smokey quartz water front.
Lightly gaining insight.
Eyes dreaming of the vision.
As we age on in to space a similar smile in a familiar place.
She will always acknowledge the love for life.
The truth in guidance the hand that writes.
Scribble jot draw doodle,
Sentences that spark sensory perception.
Geometric cliff-sides, greenish brown.
On a napkin in a café in December.
Passing the gate of the Mountains,
Two lane highway for twenty two hours.
Talk of turmoil or a touch of trouble.
When the sun is hot run toward the shade.
Imagination so real, with in a hour create a day.
Microscopic fabric weaved by a miniscule pin.
Open wound with a little redness.
Tender to the touch slowly healing.
The confluence of a positive attitude.
Reprogramming unimportant information.
Trouble shooting the situation with a solution.
Sandy grey hills with shallow fog above there crest.
The shady grove is now a bed of coal,
Only to re-grow with a luscious life force.
Times have changed for sure.
Rest assured, there is even more underway.
Every second added up to become a day.
Or an hour as in the past.
Before the fabric was woven, and the pin detached.

Nervous rejoice 7/24/08 8:43 PM

2008-07-26T10:25:00.001-07:00

Educated decision making. Going that extra step.
Always in all ways replaying the pre game routine.
Following the router toward the fountain.
A tournament of enormous nerves.
Nearly every vice is a test of energy exchange.
Implementing a impetuous attitude.
Just jumping in to the sea of inequity.
Or exchanging that concept.
Trading it for sustainability.
Something more along the lines of sky diving.
Mini disc golfing in heaven.
Finally finding the time that was hiding.
She quoted poems hand written by angels.
Spoke in tongue to former strangers.
Disappeared from the memory of some.
Not to be confused with being forgotten.
Not to be taken personal.
Ineligible hard to decipher yet easy to feel.
Emotional pockets.
As if Love was an important part of logic.
Discombobulated bothersome problem free.
A normal run around the mill meal.
Full course including map and key.
The conclusion is an illusion.
A healthy effortless continuous training.
Important to keep the flower bed spread out.
Wide enough to enjoy the bounty.
Abundant allowance allowed.
Every one all things trade spaces.
Not worried about the Finishing place in the race.
Appropriate approach toward the approximate spot.
The fourth dimension like steam on a mirror.
A minor change but a gigantic shift.
A catapult toward the summit of all that is.
Young eagle nest, a confluence blessing of good luck.
Adventures of amazing proportions
In an accordance with the natural flow.
Night vision flour cent black and white indigo.
Audio visual a living room full of sleeping giants.
Dialogue with the dead about death.
So what’s the final consensus on divine intervention.
Over anxious already at the point of accomplishment.
Before advancing in to dream life.
The day to day that fulfills every piece.
All the dreams becoming united in to the atmosphere.
Falling trees echoing honest answers.
So many asking the same question.
Following suggestion gestating until awaken.
Cake is in a tin container.
3 good luck candles.
Smoke created from the wishes
Rattle snake characteristics.
Colorful dinosaur structures.

Eulogy of Arugula Idaho 7/20/08 10:55 AM

2008-07-25T01:52:00.000-07:00

Balance established after hours of exercise.
Serious side ways thought, say no to procrastination.
After generations of ingested fear based ideology.
Washed away reenergized cleansed fresh and new.
In no particular order reorganized sort of.
Or at least how it is spouse to be .
Wild roaming buffalo solider.
Steady on a path that seems to grow faster.
Slow in fact it has hardly moved.
Every new growth a slight different then the last
A passenger in the garden a newly invited sprout.
High sight on the power line megaphone noise.
Gene alteration after centuries of mutation.
Miracles reduced to peanut size champagne glasses.
Fit for the pointer and thumb.
As if holding a seed above rapid white waters.
Sun spots hypnotic natural nod.
Like a laugh, midnight whisper.
Renaissance rebirth resurgence, new science.
Star fish half and half broken habits.
Abstract traffic jam inclined to be a burden.
Young tornados exposing themselves on sunny days.
Clouds of absent rain.
A missing dialogue of misusage.
What is this terminal illness .
Many mental patience lie wide awake to themselves.
Influenced to tell with the emphasis not on the penmanship.
Spell’s cast across the castle.
What once was uninhabitable habitat.
Is now a cabbage patch and an additional dollar tax.
Easy now road on word windy twist and turns.
A natural mystic with abnormal instincts.
Tinctures regarded as eternal treasure.
Smiling love that lives on forever.
The mission is never missing the opportunity of living.
A new found Jewel from a lost city in a Jerusalem slum.
Brain waves light brownish rolling meadows.
The essence of an exterritorial presences enters.
Scene one running racing shouting chanting.
A spit open tomato left alone on the table.
A steak knife in the chickens leg.
Upset with the response.
Busy intersection three red lights and a car alarm.
Some serious routine planning.
Of planting an ample amount of seeds.
Scatter them across the sea,
Not in the water but along the beach.
Sore throat soothed by hot lemon tea.
Raw Arugula almonds and a handful of beets.
Each edible till the last of the nibbles are cleaned off the plate.
Platinum and gold laced with sapphire stone.
She is the embodiment of her own fashion statement.
Eyes circled and finger nails painted.
The exact quality displayed.
The byword or by product of breaking through the surface.
What is the scientific reasoning behind pay time.

Paper Airplanes Un-limited 7/17/08 10:07AM

2008-07-20T03:28:00.000-07:00

What is this you call talk, word described.
The world waiting I’m wondering will tree’s survive.
A real trooper keeps track of the loops.
Little or large every piece is a star… seed.
Perfectly planted cultivated crop.
Algorithms full of convictions .
Firm statements embraced enhancement.
Reconstruction infiltrated traded for tradition.
So interesting how talented we all are.
Shining light from a never dieing star.
Approximately close enough to be a direct hit.
Confused a bit untouched pastures of innocence.
A scenic view of beetle kill, oceans of healing.
Intonations in a age of Aquarius.
Implementing plenty of interesting ideas.
Ten cent ice tea to aide your thirsty pockets.
Taught to tackle the contender.
Tense yet tender infant to elder.
Cross country ring around the collar.
Scholar of out of school lessons.
Ingesting a generation of instrumentation.
Surrounded by mile high mountain air.
A mountaineer who sprouted a filed of flavor.
Tasty linguistic questions and suggestions.
Perched on an opera house balcony.
Singing to the full moon on a Chicago summer night.
Coal mining through ashes and dust.
What was once alive among us.
Has now become snake skin, peeled layers of human skeleton.
Scary carefully created to run on empty.
After the only attempt to escape reality.
Work religiously letting the spirit invoke humanity.
Worry free far from the hands of judgments grip
Heliocentric where halos are made.
And float above the sun like paper airplanes.

Poker Planning 7/11/08 9:53 AM

2008-07-12T08:18:00.000-07:00

Never was the type to put to much on the table.
Sitting on a chair that is known to be unstable.
Wobbling all about like a baby.
Fiddling with mischievous factoids of brilliance.
Concentrating on not loosing focus.
Never forgetting the bigger picture, the mass sound vortex.
A chord that connects all of eternity.
Tight rope walking above the black hole.
Stars of exquisite beauty.
Pure reflection, reflecting, reflecting and again reflecting.
Lectures in lyrical limerick.
Humorous enough to still be serious.
Providing the room for others to laugh.
Why feel uncomfortable.
Call and response like a whistling bird.
A Brown run down barn in the background.
Wunderkind rainbow children.
Counting to 7 in seven languages by the age of 7.
Alignment through every syllable .
Remembering how to remember your memories.
Moroccan hand made earrings.
Seagulls thousands of mile away from the closest sea.
A do not exit sign above a prayer for peace.
Dirty doves preparing to take baths in the wishing well.
Ridiculous reasons to become frustrated.
Couch potato preparing to be fried.
Dipped in boiling hot oil in the pot.
A consistency similar to honey but even stickier.
Extra fabric to patch the mishaps from messing around.
Patches with three leaf clovers.
Go green as if every day is Saint Patrick’s day.
Forget a old mildew brew glass half empty attitude.
Instead access that fresh wheat overflowing thought mind state.
With a lemon and some orange slices.
White water rafting on top of newly made sun droplets.
Pockets stuffed with rabbit tails, for good luck.
Only those that where donated by there families.
Bunnies bouncing on grass trampolines.
Positive reasons to think nonsense.
Or at least not make sense when thinking.
Expressive inspiring spring boards to leap off of.
Triumphant human tendency.
Tackling temptation strong faith and action taken.
Rekindling familiar rhyme schemes.
Even reusing the same sentence again.
Articulating the actualization,
Of your souls accomplishment.
Surrendering but never rendering your musical magic.
Abstract talent that lives off of your creativity.
Vital nutrients infused with the best of the best.
Space traveling discovered outside of Illinois.
With the perfect mix of ingredients.
First add four scoops of alabaster.
Again mixed until the texture is just right.
Poems ago there was a line that had the same word in it.
How dare you go ahead and use words over.
I thought that we had to keep it airtight.
Airplanes driving around on the ground.
Zero to seven hundred miles in hour.
Three hundred and fourteen of those for take off and landing.
I find it best to include every one that is around you.
Surrounding your comfort zone.
Describing your individuality to that of a queen.
Even males, those with or with out scales.
Grey colored skies reflecting perfect the magnificence of a rainbow.
He told me it was for kids things you learn when your younger.
So stand six feet tall,
Yet only at the age of thirty can you understand.

Vacation Days 7/7/08 3:34 PM

2008-07-08T03:15:00.000-07:00

Life is truly exciting, no hiding from that notion.
On arrival there is a welcoming committee.
Two comedians a brilliantly edited book of words.
Sand walking with water rushing between your toes.
Eventually when treated right all flowers grow.
Branches on apple trees all in a row.
Families filling up there bags to take a bite.
How many can you fit in an American pie?
Over eating sifting for gold. Growing older,
Souls scream to be younger. Help me age.
Critical pile of perfectly folded feelings.
Personal vendetta.
The geometrical patterns in the trees.
The venation like veins in the leafs.
Capabilities far beyond our wildest dreams.
Cap letters to emphasize the growth in character.
Animal characteristics, seen from a distance.
You’re upon an incredible adventure.
Definitely different then before.
The shore is growing a rush for change.
A silent echo from a hundred waves.
Clouds full of grey textures that remain.
Colors become audio chanting monks.
Tunnels exposing the light if darkens allows.
Encountering an unknown culture.
Letters relevant to providing relief.
He speaks so quick it’s like he never breathes.
At battle with the balance of dualities deeds.
Dedicated to the decisions he makes.
There is a Possibility to aid in the retreat.
Not out of loosing but in order to gain.
Controlling the tempo of your beating heart.
Colleting the remains.
Variation of variables borrowed sold or for trade.
Putting out the positive intention could change the weather.
Why not try to learn how to believe in what you can’t see.
Make it up I guess provide your imagination the go-ahead.
At least have the ability to except the challenges ahead.
Stead fast fortitude intense test to tackle.
But once on the ground it easy to hold down.
Like clock work powered by gravity.
A cabinet full of an assortment of elaborate choices.
Golden age of crystal children.
Children holding crystals in the mirror.
Fully forgiven for there faults.
Catapulting off the red carpet.
Surrendering to the overall feeling of a 5am somersault.
Good game of civilized kick ball.
The concept of having a day off is like rocking climbing.
Rough around the edges.
Jagged cliffhanger, fast driver.
Roundabout the wheels go.
Grave danger of being in a grave.
Oh so scary to moon walk across the sun.
Sweats pouring like a river.
Still relaxing even in the city.
Got new shoes one for each foot.
You keep hiding where you at.
Missing in action missing the action.
No worries though packed in a neat package.
Sweet offer, wonder what would have happened.
If things where different, different things.
Excited to be able to do everything.
Remain silent, for a bit then get real loud.
Loud like a running heard of antelope on cement.
Feet shaped like a heart.
Hikes through the forest in search of antlers.
Cell phones rearranging cells.
Simple lets give them a ticket.
Twenty dollars can maybe get ya lunch.
Organic free roaming sushi.
The walking fish with golden teeth.
Explosive experience overflowing excitement.
Collecting tear drops for the salt.
Deep sea diving floating over brain coral.
Rolling down the mountain.
Having the greatest time all the time.
African dancing in Ireland.
American pride put in a jar.
Buckets of monkeys wrestling over bananas.
Friends having babies.
Still walking with a huge smile.
Dancing on a rainbow made of gold.
Universal explanations for poetry writing.
Different styles that provide a definition of one.
Numbers don’t exist to everybody.
Tribes that don’t understand the concept of math.
Instead they contemplate more or less.
Fresh untouched thought process.
Pollution looking to contaminate.
Shields created to protect against the invaders.
Those wanting to take your booty.
Beauty etched in stone.
Home owners association free trade.
Coffee cups made of edible plants.
All inclusive breakfast plan.
Bed laced with pearls placed in an amethyst stone.
Candles burning slowly on rose quarts pedals.
Direct encounter with extra special extraterrestrials.
I heard they don’t like to be called that.
Sorry for the confusion.

Air balloon Silence 7/1/08 9:50 PM

2008-07-02T22:45:00.000-07:00

That space between a place you’ve seen.
A landscape draped with curtains from beams.
Made from human hands.
Articulated language used.
Spoken level the tone of an orchard of trees.
Un hitched from the knick-knack.
Chit chats of this and that.
Pain released by the sound of a beat.
Blood in the feet rushing from the head.
Eyes crossed at a fork in the road.
Lights flashing glamorous hula hops.
Moon circles around your eyes.
Shadows left as evidence.
The ease to relax we ask why we relapse.
In actions that can only re map a path.
Similar in style shape and coincidence.
A distant scent left lingering in the air.
Forever now imbedded in the instruments.
Passionate honest artistic traditions.
Escaping the sarcasm.
A real deal Universal organism.
Of course the voice is echoed with reason.
She is seasoned in the art of crafting a meal.
Feeding the fantastic the satisfaction of her yield.
Continuous rhymes hymns of simple gems.
Daily greens digesting in the gut.
Gestating articulated poetry.
Soul brother sunshine smile face.
Standing under a bridge, understanding things.
Fishing for fish to put back in the lake.
Already full from breakfast.
In the last poem we ate. Sweets on the roof of your mouth.
Awaiting flavor release. Watering the garden.
Sweet and sour flowers, brain tissues message.
Awareness centered sight seeing.
Why have fear of peace. Forgotten truth that attempts to speak.
Memory games with marbles and eggs.
Balance beam high fives from New York to San Francisco.
Across the sea disco. Dancing starfish, eating shrimp.
Eloquent words, wild sharks in the aquarium.
Songs along a bird’s flight.
Path of working toward a natural course of galactic force.
Word imposed unjustly sword arm heavy.
Sworn on sight insight impact intellectual critic.
Structured rapture articulated map for treasure hunting.
Adventure seeking thrilling floating feeling.
Sunglasses ricochet energy fire works exploding early.
Pre season suntan. Fear tactic scare plan.
Fireplace ceiling fan. Protection from sleepy dehydration.
Loving creation.

Lucid handwriting 6/28/08 12:26 PM

2008-06-30T09:50:00.000-07:00

Arm repeating a shoulder shake.
Twisted little circles, reoccurring occurrences.
Well-defined features.
Trails left in the sky. Constant inspiration.
Elevating awaiting taking stride.
Contact remembrance.
Power of connecting dance.
Training the mind. Traveling light waves.
Sound makes imprint in infinity.
Translucent elusive luxury.
Hug will be fine forward writing.
Important hybrid balance.
Egg and corn diet. Missing in action.
Evidence of various visions uniting.
The willingness to except. Accept this.
Confluence of events introspection.
Four words taped on your door way.
For every second that counts.
Overflowing Local River, shaky ground.
Surrounded by fifty four wheels.
Night shade thickens. Air a pleasant pink tint.
Observant infant mammalien.
Waving a flagstaff above the overcast.
Four more eighteen wheelers.
Finally passing past the rocky canyon.
Hands on the steering wheel when ever driving.
Surviving uprising sun shining.
Detailed list for the five o’clock grocery walk.
Sun just waking up hot tea just burned the cup.
Interesting to hold the strings.
And to let go ahead forward in motion.
Imposing on time. A network of rhymes.
Spider legs write out the narration..
A night in Vegas a natural ritual.
Release let go, except then grow.
Hard core from the soul. Shine like never before.
Forget the barriers,
Two birds can carry a nest across,
The Mexican sand.
Blue shells with a bit of a lemon line lacquer.
The lust for life is so appealing tonight.
Go ahead and Pass it around.
Don’t be confused or fooled by forgetting the rules.
Stay true to the present past is true.
Translucent like alabaster.
The scrutiny of investigating what created me.
Warrior writing accent made from rhythm.
High on life and all that it provides.
Like the feel of a feather falling from the sky.
Still creating using small circles.
The flower of life purple pedals.
Green fields and red yellow meadows.
Domino designs.
Well-described articulated judgments.
A grudge with an ostrich.
Over weather or not orange rhymed.
A wide range of wired fruit.
Some riper then others, almost ready to burst.
Feet first off a diving board until the floor is explored.
Hand standing on a ledge at the grand canyon.
Dared to do so for a ham sandwich.
Pigs in a blanket to cute to eat.
But at times maybe eaten. Thank you

Cautious conscious 6/16/08 12:12 PM

2008-06-21T17:30:00.000-07:00

Symmetrical timing. Organized chaos according too having it.
Making sense-equaling time well spent. Mathematically mapped out.
Structured meeting place for two occupants.
Many more moonbeams will come. Marching to the sun.
Arms stretched out as if falling in the water.
Letting go of old patterns that have pushed through.
Parting the seas of prosperity.
Naturally elevating any exhaustion. Even the slightest bit.
Not worried it won’t work out.
Waking up ready to activate the task at hand.
Jogging in and out of sleep imagining the present again and again.
Forever shifting adjusting to the temptation of time.
Weathering the wear and tear of the atmosphere.
The recorded sounds from centuries ago.
That still inspires the present day souls.
Comfortably loved held in the hand of tomorrow.
Shaking in joy and excitement.
Like a new puppy saying good by.
Not concerned with the bone, or treat.
Missing the energy exchange.
Feeling the absents of another being.
Like waking through the desert in the dark.
Knowing inside there is no wall to watch out for.
Nothing to trip over, or fall in to.
Only vast wide-open empty space.
Full of your steps an thoughts.
Read somewhere that the Prophecy has been revealed.
For sale at the pharmacy if not their try the drug store.
Shades of organic lemon aiding the thirst of Olympic bikers.
Since children stopped climbing tress due to insurance rates.
Santa Claus always seemed to be late that sneaky guy.
Full of ideas and promises keep them locked in.
Grand scale of traveling is placed on the emphasis.

Surreal Yosemite 6/13/08 1:29 PM

2008-06-15T04:29:00.000-07:00

It was her seventeenth birthday,
She had a sudden urge to drive from Massachusetts to Yosemite.
Over twenty years latter she’s still climbing the rocks.
Meditating with the waterfalls.
Gazing deep in to the vast open magic carpet.
Fresh produce recalled for the looks.
So we can bring it up every time.
Or we can collectively create a change.
What are you talking about?
He asked with preparation in his voice.
Preparation for argument.
Disbelief in healing powers.
Explanation lead to silence.
Proof seems to be the most powerful.
Seems being the underlining word.
Powerful being a whole other enchilada.
Charming tree stumps.
Moss softer then the softest fabric.
Two abstract tattoo’s intense signature.
Relaxed in nature’s natural baths.
Snow still visible still falling.
Tree bark burning from the after math of beetles.
My nerves won’t brake down. Will is too strong.
Nervous breakdown bi-polar trauma in the ocean.
Tropical vacation is a week in liberation.
Bare-naked standing facing everlasting space.
Earthly energy rushing through your knees.
Leverage but don’t get caught up weaving it all together.
Steadfast adventures role model.
Not a mannequin a universal handprint.
All ten digits. Archangel visits.
The math of a genius the decision to be.
A choice of direction pushed on ahead.
Taking the steps needed.
Ashes left over for a fertilizer base.
Fair trade equal exchange.
In love with the beauty.
Jagged rock’s look like computer chips,
Crystals storing sacred stories.
Life’s purpose to re-learn to write them.
New waves of enlightenment.
Rocks out line the painters painting.
Space in-between the paint.
Geometrical shapes stretched out a pulling feeling,
Stretching in to growth our body thanks us.
At first there is a moment of confusion.
The body and mind argue for a bit.
Don’t let exercise lead to an unpleasant experience.
We must repeat the steps in order to find prominence.
Astonishment nourishing linguistics.
Lavender flowers from Poland.
Hand made soap from the center of Ireland.
No gimmicks mixed cedar chips from the last poem.
A long hall way made of gold.
Pre human tablets embedded in the wall.
Etched by the finger nails of palladian men.
A portal too el portal.

Bridge Building 6/12/08 3:47 PM

2008-06-15T04:26:00.000-07:00

Treasure Island has this perfect view of the new bridge.
Stronger more balanced the real deal.
A task of piecing together a row of spades.
A paper airplane made of crochet.
No glue used or nails for that matter.
Lighter smaller even flatter.
Could sail across town always bringing a crowd.
A wide-eyed reason for a joy to be alive.
Shake as it will and as you must.
For when the wheels start spinning,
Comes a cloud of dust.
Ask and you shall receive if only we believe.
Or is it a only if you do view.
Two similarities both matching colors.
Injunction with each other.
From the start till the end. A game called hangman.
Taxes to let go. Tic tac toe operation. Cause and effect.
Saturated stardom. Impeccable beauty.
Watered down feet. Boots full of sand.
Alcoholic call and response. Impossible plan.
Positioned ahead of the starting point.
Fully on reality change. Vision the shift.
Selfishness is for the birds. Survival etiquette.
Worm head response. A rapid-fire way to waste away.
Dove off the plank swam toward the shore.
Asked for the answer forgot the question.
At once taught by the ancestors of a forgotten mission.
Bursting yellow lights form the core of the moon.
Montana tantrum an unspoken mantra.
Eye contact that tingled every sense in the body.
Effortless heart beat. A spell of sorts.
A symbiotic relationship.
All birds have feathers; there fore penguins have feathers.
It’s for sure a syllogism if you where to ask me.
They kept track by the ancient art of silly putty placement.
After school television meditation.
Enough time added up to equal full child brain development.
High rise mountain top life forms. Barren waste lands.
Transformed in to mystic mirrors of miracles born.
A luscious garden with springs gaping open.
Life times of preparation for the attempt.
The trust to cross over the current.
Careless and a lot can happen. One wrong reaction.
A tidal wave of emotion.
Awareness is the tool to use.
It is true you do get better.
Better then you use to be.
According to what standards.
The egotistical view of judgment.
What is unhealthy competition?
Hats off to the jester. The magicians hiding.
A head count revealed only a few left standing.
The rest passed out from the absinthe.
Or absence of that instantaneous similarity.
The relationship within.
The excitement of remembering kin.
Warriors of the entire light spectrum.
No violence. Instead silence.
Or violins reverberating violet light.
In charge of not being in charge.
Always interested in new interests.
And Ideas on how to cross over the barriers.
Any extra advice on the obstacles that lay ahead.
It’s not cheating taking help from another human.
Or is it, life is so exquisite.
Do all elements depend on each other?
The final drop of water is falling toward your lips.
You move to allow it to be left for the kids.
Soaking roots of tomorrows harvest.
An open hand full of bone and flesh.
Pictures scattered across the dartboard.
Birds used for the darts.
The aim a honeycomb of ideas.
Interesting artsy sing a long songs.
Miniscule peyote plants.
Infused with eighteen snake teeth.
Wearing snail shell and frog skin gloves.
Hands hold the coldest saber of ice.
Imagining that every memory.
Is at your command, and about you.
I guess there are some who dream of excitement.
A guest in to the tower.
Trick is if you show your ticket you get no entry.
It was all a scheme, creative game played.
Moat around the castle was as clean as could be.
So every afternoon two hours after three.
Right before the crow flew in from the nest.
You could find the entire colony.
Relaxing on the beach.
A dozen Blankets spread out across the sand.
Collective pile of your favorite memorabilia.
Thrilling death defying laws of gravity.
Dizzy from following the serpents trail.
Skin left over to absorb the sun.
Safety nets for salvations children.
Imprisoned imagination.
Free from the oppressor.
Breath chaser.
White lightning striking a already blazing fire
Sparkling reflection off the rivers edge.
Protected national forest entrance.
A conecter that allows passage.

Soul Exited beauty SF 6/10/08 3:56 PM

2008-06-11T23:20:00.001-07:00

It’s amazing when the water is calm.
How pure and patient such a simple equation.
Inspiring waves washing over the home front.
Free from inner struggles, Self-competitive touchdowns.
Root mazes, a few faces, inter laced with embracing.
Embody dogma magnacumlaude.
The highest of honors.
Honest honey sweet. Detail for every detail.
No matter the price, you can be broke in the bank,
But rich in life. Which it might be different.
If in fact you are on the opposite end.
Position your self. Away from where the opposition is felt.
Seven Zig zags in a Zip lock bag,
With Velcro to hold up the scarecrows.
Zucchini egg roles some real serious talk.
A privileged walk along green carpet.
Green renaissance a sensational armband.
How old till it’s an antique.
The old man in the corner is quite.
Pointing across the empty living room space.
Stars fill in the patient’s eyes.
Waiting for the clock to run out of batteries.
Or maybe some one you know will forget time.
Climbing the rope behind in hopes to find,
A person who can carry weight,
Only I in you am true or fake.
A distant glimpse in to a vision so close.
Spoken words, charming smile.
Hearts flying together in dream time.
Daytime thinking of dreamtime again.
Eleven eleven eleven times in a row.
Time to change the words up.
Add up all the numbers on a clock starting at Noon.
That’s the year my brother was born.
In the 19th century on the 78th Year,

Time’s Asleep home in Co 6/4/08 11:11 PM

2008-06-04T23:11:00.000-07:00

Fresh wood chips complete breakfast for four days.
Work ethic paying off.
Shirts ruined from elbow grease.
No worries blessed life abundant.
The forest is snacking. Greener each day.
Wet from the moisture the dog loves to play.
So tired of getting tired.
Letting time take charge.
The winner in an egotistical contest.
Open door in to the Temple .
A help me do it your self-guide.
Answers provide inside, in time
Take it in stride they said,
Provoked by a word he read.
A conglomeration of a cut and paste collogue
Tan colored fields with a broken down barb wire fence.
Titanium hands carved out the water base.
Chicken creatures eating at each other.
Longhaired long neck giraffes.
Double-digit phone numbers in the yellow pages.
Spotted zebra tie, leather dress shoes.
Knuckle bucktooth dollar bill.
The color is fading out wearing thin from use.
Rainbow effects in a circle of hope.
Separation anxiety solved by flower pedals.
Continuous jealous energy living in the lava.
Expediential to being the biggest variable.
Variables in all sorts of shapes and sizes.
That is misty snowy cover fresh like it is normal.
End of May no wait beginning of June.
Feeling the natural increase in speed.
An ever-present rush before the jump.
Hands made of marble to catch the fall.
To drink from the well.
To sip from the holy amulet.
White grapes soaking in Red quartz.
Absorbing the color that is being reflected.
A dusky darker pacific ocean blue.
Refined tunnel traveling.
Bats in a cave smoked out.
Night crawlers loosing track of time.
Fried in the sun dried out in a few minutes.
Crawling helplessly with out vision.
Split down the center and pulled apart.
A perfect fit, yet a broken lid.
Filled to the top until the ingredients falls out.
Biggest opportunity to ever come up.
Maybe get bigger now that there is more leverage.
More weight to push against the appendages.
Oppressive tentative don’t break the bandage.
Have they run out of medicine?
Or a dialogue for a healthy preventative.
Seven feet deeper then your use to.
Artificial river flowing the opposite way.
What a site to see.
People lined up from miles around to join the cavalry.
Witty wardrobe wild witch wearing no clothes.
They asked if you wanted to know evil.
No was the answer and a quick scurry up the tallest tree.
A fallen solider looking toward the sky.
Angels like holograms transparent portals,
Like looking at floating liquid.
Little round spheres globes domes.
Pebbles filling the sea.
Catch of the day captured in a metaphase.
Miraculous radical shift. No more milk money wit.
The willingness to give.
Away or up always in Love.

Waiting water the boat 6/2/08 1:33 PM

2008-06-03T05:15:00.000-07:00

Walking along the rocky shore watching time pass by.
Floating off in the distance,
Flames from a dragon flies lips.
Curling inside the bubbling hot lava pit.
Sand to hot to touch cooled off by a breeze.
Consistency to deliver. Inspired by the moment.
A present unwrapped.
Inside another gift symmetric to match.
Geometrical patch including will last.
Endless time ever evolving music. Created newness
A blue print of words between lines.
A personal path.
Perchance that a person will ask.
Have you done the math.
Laughs fill the cupboard,
Replaced with grain. Fresh information.
Indigenous giants.
Ants the size of bumper cars. Have you seen them.
There friendly like dogs.
A heard of a snake in the rain forest that eats tires.
A monkey that can speak every human language.
Single entity telepathy.
Fearless in a pool of sharks.
On one knee. Speaking to the raw earth.
The voice of life is in her
Surrendering moment fleeting fast.
Sail across sandy terrain.
No more tired nights,
Camel rides across the desert.
Pyramid shaped eyes, wings wide.
Every morning moving mountains.
Reaching new heights.
Soaring through silver solar flares.
Fantasies little remember me’s.
The voice of silence.
Speaking with meaning.
Digesting introducing
Introspection no alternate.
Fate found reason walking,
Dancing living.
Truth radiate blaze a trail through the paper.
Instead I use a mac book computer.
Medicine ball triathlon.
Hands fingers are castles.
Calculated and casual.
Wall remover really well instated.
Installed brain waves.
Fresh fruit brothers trading trust.
Windows open receiving breath in the box.
A loud horn from a passing train far off in the field.
A meadow away are trees made with golden leafs.
A table set for the morning meal.
Unreal yet really happening.
Allowing the shift to exist.
Beyond your wildest dreams.
Totally give in to the gracious embracing.
In total creation.
No racing and pacing but tasting and facing.
Packing and reading learning and earning.
After the rain fell everything grew.
No moldy mildew, rotten or bad.
I guess just a little bit when ever you’re mad.
To remind us, of what always is there.
Public eye alone in my room.
Outside asleep I watch as it wakes.
Sun barley shining yet, only a glimpse on the moon.
The scattered clouds of tomorrow.
As if today is to soon.
Foot in a mud puddle. No need to stress.
That little tangible boot you can clean in a sec.
Detergent or not, hot water is fine.
Normal body temperature.
Regular eating of food,
Liquids come after washing down the nutrients.
Plan on meeting a new tree today,
Introduce my self and everything maybe even ask for advice.
Not about a earthly worry but a bigger sacrifice.
Training the mind to mimic like a parakeet.
How many birds fit on the branch till it broke.
Never happened.
Trees and birds interacting. Bees bumbling around.
Un aggressive attitude soil saturated from the snow.
Evergreen gorgeous mountain landscape.
Absorb I pray. To take love with me through the hottest flames.
Darts an arrows splashing in to my boat.
Waves like giants sleeping deep in space.
Pure beauty unites after never being away.
Apart from your heart is like leading the stray.
Yellow flower pedals placed out on a plate.
Next to the microwave grave full of syrup and steak.
Organic beans interlaced with a plasma TV.
Four sided pavement surrounding our lovely garden bed.
Bedroom door opens to a fox trail.
A path in to the open palms of choice.
Taking divine direction.
Advancing the challenge ahead of time.
Assertive straightforward action.
Love is peace interacting.

From an Arrows View 6/1/08 5:52 PM

2008-06-01T17:52:00.000-07:00

Main aim to come in contact with that, which is.
So there for it has been done.
Now we replay the forecast.
Rays of sunlight reaching out for you to hold.
Not afraid of damaging your pride.
Ego’s got a lot of nerve. Nervous version of your self.
Mirrors speaking in often UN recognized tongue.
Buried underneath toxic waste there are those who
Wallow in a wormhole, full of worms literal.
Litter piled up miles high in far off lands.
American children not nurtured in the galactic reality.
Casually combing there hair with press on nails,
Teach about the power with in, with in a smile.
A single bird waiting in an open field for a friend.
Sandwich meat that makes a wild animal vomit from the smell.
Sad to think of a ribcage protruding.
Bone against flesh to fragile to touch.
The devils clutch a false sense of love laughed at.
Regain the desire to play, have fun and feel ok about it.
We lift rocks full of sugar to stay in shape.
Call each other from caves and dream to be apes.
It’s pointless like arguing with your shadow.
Following a string left for you to vibrate to.
Silhouette of the shadow of a serpent.
She squeezes her thighs together every one looks.
Knowing that each piece holds the key.
Magnetic chakra irresistible force to feel.
Uncontrolled outcome is a natural disaster.
Balanced protected harvest nature exists.
A feeling so vibrant that you can’t escape.
Climbing out of walls of sand.
Eye contact expectance. Awareness.
Love triumphs, yet there is no battle. 2??
Inner conflict radiating world spin.
Rolling hills of amber incense.
Hand made crafted on a pottery wheel.
The purple scent of spring flowers.
Rains from under water appear with volcanic tears.
New births start to direct the space craft back in to alignment.
Fearless brotherhood of righteous good.
Creative crazy chaos.
Harmonic sexual convergence.
Transcending what we may know as limits.
Sunday morning breakfast.
Food groups include ice firewater and wind.
Skeletons stuffed with the proper peppers.
Set out and full of rose quartz.
Indigenous tribes still survive.
They may have lessons that have yet to be revealed.
Forgotten for some time.
And for some reason we call them secrets.

Selma Circus, Summer time 5/30/08 4:06 PM

2008-05-30T16:06:00.000-07:00

Excitement entertainment the engaging. Displaying a sound of positive vibration. Chances are the hail will melt before meeting the surface. Face feeling incredibly warm. Heat generating on adrenalin overload. Balance center grounding for development collective self-fuel. Fascinated by the predicament.
Relaxed and into it. Electric pulse cultivated talent.
Information formations. Manicured curly fries.
So fun silly run on sentences long enough to catch your breath. Flying outside of a tunnel above looking down body shapes a lighting bolt. Tundra of sand, sun stroke survivor,
Silverado on a golden road.
Paintbrush stroke charming color choice.
Blue fire fly forest green granite.
Graciously opened arm hands for holding.
Decoding culture traditions with out judgment.
Living with family all across the globe.
Not racing but embracing.
Global shift matrimony between earth and space.
In love with gravity. Rational territory effortless example.
The outcome of experience. Nutrition trust and triumph
Youth generating though out a seed.
Growth life live through in and through out.
Handel with care, crafting.
What a sweet pocket of bliss yet again,
Shining with your passion.
Light passed pure pressure impeccable.
Enthusiastic infused on music magic.
Abstract traffic.
Cows in the road a few goats out back.
Calculated curiosity a little monkey laughs.
Racing across a piano leaping over the trash.
Big-brained idea cartoon character.
A rock cracked on the back when it shattered the shell got to be the key to the lock,
On the spot spontaneous words that I drop who knows what you got.
A full circle I’ll see this again me and my friends blended in to be like one in the same.
I knew you before I meet you
Your voice is a tool used to introduce divinity as a centerpiece.
Taken across the globe, lifted and placed in line.
A sure thing untied shoestring fixed and amusing.
Yesterday’s news read backwards.
Some say some don’t go get enough yet for what.
Often for that which once was forgotten,
Pavement hand cement underneath green fingernails.
Rivers shifting lifting cartons of milk in to the pasture.
A constant game of practice. Calculated craftsmanship.
Improvement intonation, the waving good by when saying hello.
Every morning releasing awaking and receiving.
Like minded magnetic nature.
Watch out for poison oak when hugging a tree.
Lightning during a rain dance,
Sounds check abundant time layers.
Bills removed cracks permanently fixed,
No longer glued.
Sowed soil saturated traditions.
Its business timework around the clock.
Card catalogue a long logistic list of to do’s.
Once done there cherished and cared for.
Stored in an air tight seal unbroken calculated sounds.
Adventures of togetherness inseparable

I am You LAX to SFO after LIB 5/28/08 10:56 AM

2008-05-28T10:56:00.000-07:00

The incredible feeling of wanting.
To have something you do not posses what is it we strive for.
I never knew that attraction was a law.
Described as a double-sided wall.
Domino style one after the other.
Fully engaged in the classification,
Coloring in-between the dotted lines,
In smaller increments then usual.
Soul food sold for wholesale.
Everything is taking place now. Accepting is an adventure.
Challenge handling the past future present fully fulfilled.
An American brilliance beautiful liberation.
That lifts us to the heavens.
Lowers us to the heavens.
And leaves us floating in between the spaces.
Next dimensional beings able to jump in to our bodies.
Those balanced souls children born of pure intention.
Direction may be dictated by an unfocused source.
So the common sense is to follow your center.
Sometimes leading us to a fork in the road.
Fortunate reflection flicking a quarter in the fountain of youth.
Transforming in to a new paradigm.
Perplexed lyrics left by a pen.
Limitless sentences type writer madness.
Anger transmuted fear muted.
Energy from another muse to stimulate the creation.
Universal nirvana.
Vanilla lips.
Left alone on a cement staircase sitting in wonder.
Waiting for the revolution to take place.
Not knowing that the process is under evaluation.
First to be filtered fixed and forgotten.
Then remembered realized and redone.
A constant communication barrier finally broken.
Technology allows for an easy change. Voice activated.
Emotional music made.
Every letter linking together with the collective cord.
Links that hold on to one another helping each other.
Handing each other a hand when ever it is needed.
Bumps in the rocky road.
Almost loosing control but finding the force to maintain.
Moving mountains with your tongue.
Making love to the moon.
Shining above the water is a reflection.
Perfectly painted portrait.
How effective it is to be patient.
So many days spent forming the sand to become a castle.
The water rises and pulls from underneath.
The solid structure solidifies.
The foundation honors the fallen footprints.
Not forgotten for the memory lives in you.
At any moment all excitement may increase.
No body left with a normal heartbeat.
Adrenaline reigns over the rise and fall.
Bending one way to become closer to the sun.
Leaning back and forth until the symbol snaps.
Struggle rugged exam on existence.
Fortified intention. Forgotten inhibition.
Interesting dilemma dogma drama.
Duality dueling with divinity.
Dancing on the edge of a single leaf.
Swimming in the texture of obscurity.
Curious but not obsessed.
Anxious but not desperate.
Strong enough to hold of temptation.
At the same strong enough to tempt it.
Building an inner force,
So powerful and potent.
That each suggestion can create change.
Every single thought beaming light.
Bright enough to clarify any confusion.
Truth opening
Love becoming.

Blazing Liberation

2008-05-27T10:37:00.001-07:00

Last thing they are worried about is fitting everything in there. Crafting a box out of bamboo boards.
Crystal shards tossed in the air like glow sticks.
Silly waste of product placement, trading secrets with pirates.
Folded origami unfolded and sold for free.
Recycled trash talk.
Tip toeing tongue words only hold so much balance.
Highflying masculine life forms.
Feminine eminent sequence of events.
Understandable situation for so many sacrificed afraid and forgotten. Fix a fallacy tickle a reality.
Squeeze the hands of laughter.
Attract positively to surround you.
Asking is like skiing in aspen. Something’s are known.
Others yet to be discovered or unveiled.
Retreating is no option only accidental.
Definitely silly limerick of reason.
Lyrics written so well that the music can be heard by just reading the page. Capturing the flag and holding it up in to the clouds.
Moist oils absorbing in to obvious oblivion.
Walking through Octagon formations leading toward a tangerine colored welcome mat. Harvesting action, articulated culture. Breaking through the ozone layer.
Landing on another planet.
Witnessing the secrets taking shape.
Windy whispers off of evolutions lips.
Traveling through, like a turbine.
Brilliant colors lay across the landscape.

Five Angles TO Phoenix 5/21/08 3:28 AM

2008-05-21T03:28:00.001-07:00

Dear Marmoset we see you have grown up.
Always ageing to perfection.
Correcting the wrongs by trading in the rights.
Confused unison will not tackle everlasting gain neither "real lies". Look some things have and are placed outside of our soul called grip. Social ordinary in extreme measurements.
Steps to improve to your self that you’re worth it all. You have been excited diligent you’re reading it right. Righteous to the eyes of a viewer year-by-year. Becoming newer,
Satisfied by always searching to appear.
Stand for claim aim relax enjoy free flying yang UN angry UN afraid ready to receive.
Receiving becoming being.
Sitting in the shadow for hours at a time.
Taking the rest of what was left.
Floating to the surfaces a surge of strength.
You must become true.
And all will reveal it’s self.
It is I except.
We struck gold in San Francisco.
Based on the simple bio diesel approach of saving the planet.
Plan on it begin to balance the beauty of both the broken and the fixed.
Sitting so calm no longer contemplating.
Sitcom mind state blocked transmuted transformed.
Free thought for sale, oh miss marmoset.
Oil rain drops cutting through the flashing lights.
Old navy oil of oh lay old spice oh where not did yet.
We’ve been living through your Internet.
Extra examples of refreshment, and alien footsteps.
Compound syllable sound combine.
Microphone mathematics making sense out of letters.
Classic creation raise the bar and begin to lift the torch.
Higher then ever before. Be brave break branches but grab the next. Don’t fall for the forgotten fallacy of a fallen apple.
No taste no respect for others excitement.
Out the box a chocolates what flavor do you taste?
Sinking your teeth in to the temptation of treasure.
Radical battle scars. Calls from the other side.
Discussions with no concrete concepts.
Illusions healthy and expanding.
Visually stimulated by the pathway toward the gates.
Dolphin colored sky. Swimming in circles under a rainbow made of gold. Alchemist always seem to have things under control. Or at least can transmute their non-stop running silent experimenting with their gift using it to lift your spirit.
Droplets of rain frozen in sugar with amber color highlights.
Crossing over the road headed to a distant far off adventure.
Very slowly riding over rolling hills. Inches away from leaping off the edge of humanities hands. Anger replaced by joyous youth.
A utopia of understanding, standing under the sun,
Wide-eyed and open as one in the desert looking eye to eye.
Shining remembrance of a sudden relentlessness that left all on lookers full of breath.
Skeptical judgment held in a strong grip far from harms way.
Safe guided by the stars. Soft shells light blue skies.
Primates cracking them open and taking a sip.
Industrial drug infested trails cleaned and lifted in to the heavens.
Adventure of diamonds.
An amulet covered muse wearing gorgeous jewelry.
Sitting silently in a dull dark box.
No longer waiting the shock has passed.
The infrastructure-ruptured reaction was rapture.
Undeniable libido lividly revitalizing your life.
So sweet how warmth can up lift.
Suited to fit the Taylor who made the suite.
Streaming ideas painting on clouds.
The taste of oceanic soaked almonds.
Natural nutrition for our souls.
Soaking overnight in to the nocturnal sunset.
Strange predicament for a marmoset to get in.
Traveling through cosmos smoking Marlboros.
Never left home, but did fall off center.
Regain release. Our light is impeccable.
Word over rifle.
Hand held lightning bolt.
Obvious obstacle tackled and overcome.
Trees out line the roadway, smiling in form.
A layout outlined by a shadow less sandy grey skeleton.
Earths eyelashes relaxing in the wind.
Roaring lion.
Change the belief that’s imbedded.
Extract the tragic curse of ridicule.
Curios souls sailing in space and time.
Fully scene in the moon light.
Pre-paired laying on your back.

Joshua Tree Eagle Drive 5/16/08 3:33 PM

2008-05-16T15:33:00.000-07:00

Green forest yellow fields. Brown rock basin. Scent stained, sorry forgiven for meat is grain. New surroundings atmospheric change. Strange dilemma a miss communication leads to an atlantian grave. Story’s told like soil soaked in the rain.
Sober order not obeying the norm. House on wheels roller-skating home. Prayer circle for poverty a fallen leaf as colorful as the imagination allows. Exponential energy shared. Every choice has an outcome uncommon yet equal to some. Survival surveillance vigilant unity conditioned imbalance. Up rooted from memory of mind-based centuries. Splashing rhythmic colors carefully altering the crossroads.
Walking legs on the waking dead belly of the beast. Stretched out along the invisible border, umbilical cords cut and removed stored and sorted out by size.
Incredibly interesting reason to exchange drama’s, trade tradition for travel expenses. Severe sewage blame age or the inability to adapt. Does Evolution involve a revolution?
Or is the revolution the outcome of evolution the inevitable answer.
Spreading heat waves touching the surface of Soon to be melted ice. Unpredictable unless we take command of the collective global thought pattern, who are we? Those UN diagnosed with what seems to be normality.
Once again the ocean came as close to touch your face against the frozen surface. Frostbitten luxury long winded mispronounced purposefully posed as an empty blank hand grasping then pulling away the lampshade.
Direct sun light, only certain plants can withstand the effect.
Lambs breath, is circular.
Love lives inside of flowers. Mystery sets its self-free leaving examples to be collected picked up reused, reinvented solidified in to a tincture. The witches use to drink this brew, said it gave them magic powers to fly on brooms!
Pour me a shot flames burning hot red lobster on the rocks.
A track record that was never forgotten. The fastest in the east.
Trained until the muscle sprained, and when a sudden advantage came it was returned in time before it strained.
With a touch like an angles light hand.
A treasure chest full of re-birthing. Safely waiting not full or vacant.
Shaping the stars while diagramming your law.
Gaining the conscious gift of gratitude giving your all in all you do. Wheels of change spin the pinwheel. Pen no-longer used, paper saved ink replaced technology engaged for the lust of creation.
A must inhalation month long awaiting dream sounds similar to that of a crashing wave.

Time Change 5/14/08 8:46am

2008-05-14T23:29:00.000-07:00

Content basic freedom. Whispering rushing water.
The slow power of a growing tree breaking through the rough surface. Crackling fire wood dancing flames on top of an amber bed. Bronze and silver coated carry on bags. First class flight silly little water containers awaiting their arrival. Disintegrating gradually fading away in to oblivion millions of meaningful men and women who at one time dreamed about dancing in the stars. Sophisticated opinion neutral decision just sit in the middle and wait there. Box style life. Dirty window rolled up so to be unseen. Care for a café snack a sweet bit of that addition to your day, deliquesce quick fix.
Listen to the life forms, that can’t speak your language of up bringing. Ridiculed dictatorship a taste off the sacred lips.
You knew all along that there would come a time when you dove in to the water and for some unknown reason you would not float. Absent out side of you starring in to space counting the constellations. How many pyramids can you make by connecting three lines. Important piece of scripture ripped out of the manual man handled then returned wrinkled and abused. Obscure mosaic of a serene landscape, twisted and covered in ashes, UN even pathways with holes large enough to swallow you whole.
No return to the past moment in time living in the present humble yet aware. Instantaneous gains give way, a new adventure takes shape. Sure you have been waiting patient unpredictable unbiased but determined on the border at times of desperation. Sweet dripping down your face caught in the crevasses of aging wrinkles. For some marks of worries while for others they are reflections of wisdom. A grand view of the Grand Canyon vast and open, powerful enough to bring water to a drought tears to the eyes of any with doubt. A vortex orbits above my head and only I can tell, but then again I know a few who said they’ve seen it too.
Butterfly colored lights circle around my face. A spectrum of triumph emotions will always overcome. Do not leave on your own accord unless your permission slip is signed. Don’t for get to take the time to read the fine line in-between the parenthesizes.
Summer salvation, Soul revival. Fixed on a subject the student who worked for what seemed like forever. Continued on tediously putting together a model of an antique boat. Years latter when the waters calmed and the sun dimmed the young lad began his adventure off the beaten path.
Rocky beach lined shore, humans leaping from sides of cliffs flying through the air graceful like a floating seal.
Arm stretched out reaching in hopes to make contact.
Fast automobiles flash forward in to the future.
Children unable to clearly make a wish no time to focus on the fortunate. Forget that, no choice but to let go burn the evidence.
Smoking exhausted overheated mold no longer able to continue on. Songs forge forward with a force so peaceful that it begins rhythmically aligning our nerve endings. At first glance the easy choice is secondary, a moment latter only the third will prevail. Shifty landmass hiding in the corner of a sand storm.
No glasses to protect the iris, no water to wet the lungs, dignity nifty little cardboard cut outs of your maturity. A wanting to behave as an adult and dual with dualities regularity. Rotten often times forgotten or placed in the back. Waste full behavior, having been guilt tripped in to a pattern that sticks. Tricks and colorful buttons, ads camouflaged expecting suggestions gut reaching war craft. Subliminal nimble minuscule conversations that increase in to a magnitude of meaning. Eager finger nails growing sharp. Bright clear eyes full of dangerous mountain terrain.
Fields of blueberries painted on the bedroom wall.
Hearts singing in unison unique individual direct descendents of fellow hand holders. Candles melted together turned in to adaptable light devices. Shadowy smoke clouds appearing larger then the moon. Footprints the size of houses off the grid.
Graduation time for school to begin. Lessons to learn again then recycle sizeable amounts, how much is in the lost and found box that is for free, a lost piece of somebody else’s property.
Operation melts down the surrounding square blocks.
Plant them underneath the tangling roots at least ten feet unless you include a pair of rare ideas and dreams that are true. Structure rupturing the shell shattering the hardest part of the egg. Every former emotion helped form the foundation of what is to come.
Stay in for the night, and learn magic. Sketch out a stick figure of your self. Study the meaning behind the program.
Loving to spread words around the world. I can clearly remember when I was activated to the word. Ignition turned on one word created holding space. A safe sanction impatiently waiting the pressure resting. Purposefully falling asleep leaving this life, in to another form unknown to this tangible dimension.
Time changed after a while of being the same.
A discount on delusion diagnosed confusion,
In stores for a small fee, of unreal envy.
Profit off of economic resolvement.
We are given examples as children,
To learn what to be involved in .
Break create fix we are rebuilding.

May Snow "Steamboat to SF" 5/13/08 5:56AM

2008-05-13T20:51:00.000-07:00

It snowed last night, unexpected visit from nature’s vast uniqueness.
Cover out stretched untouched fresh. Open cold but unfrozen a thawing ends only to begin again. Reconnection conveyed obvious benefiting beneath the surface layer.
Coral reef water ells, frantically escape. Lungs so pure replenished and cleansed daily. What around us will always alter, shift change a bit. Recognize recalculate. Now for the thirst, allow it to be quenched. Every last drop that drips from the pot is the same as the last one boiling hot. Allow time for your body to rest and adjust, and remember the steps, in hopes it won’t trip up or rust.
Polish brass bracelets laced with jade trinkets, hand selected at the finest world class mines. Like a rare pink pearl balancing on the edge of an infant’s finger tip. The wait seemed like eternity even though it was only a few hours, enough time passed to have a glimpse on the other side. Fallen angles floating above our heads awaiting the souls arrival. With open arms they welcome our return UN able to question we all breath in the relief and relax. Sections set up to impose on our creative personalities. Systems designed to deduct the improvisation of our children. How did this species allow for such waste to build up, procrastination imprisoned imagination, pollution fueled by the overwhelming splurge of destructive habits. Half hearted empty promises to recognize the sickness that lies within each biodegradable human. Huge turn of events eventually became noticed after along period of drought. How do we go about taking a roundabout nonchalant wait till latter attitude? Is it laziness that plagues the human race, or is it the desire to be bigger then we are. I find it humorous that even when it is a global problem we still wait till the last minute to come up with a solution. Strong remedies taken to help curve the appetite swirling lights spiraling down ward with a feeling like no other. Broken forest lost wildlife no longer wild. Rain poisonous I remember hearing once that if you can think of it, that it most likely has been done. Movies painting nightmares in heads of innocent light bodies. Souls captured locked in, never given the chance to expand their horizon. Humbled by what they are fed. False misleading judgments that have no right or merit.

In Sf Flying to CO today 5/5/08 11:53 AM

2008-05-05T11:53:00.000-07:00

Everything is continuously moving forward steps back ward but nearing completion to the ultimate of what can be conceived. Conditional additions to the surrounding atmosphere, turning heads in order to see more. After further involvement with inner cultivation redefining the protocol of social networking. Knowing how to know that your positioning in life is perfect. Figuring out the definition of what perfect is. Intellectually running through a forest of imperfections impervious to lose of self worth. Gaining more core strength, while building a soul infused framework. Like sugar dissolving on the tip of your tongue from the warmth of your flesh. Have something fresh to place on the table including but not limited to all the fallen leafs that have withered away in to the waters edge. Swimming alone in the ocean afraid of the rip tide pulling you away. Alone yet fearful of being by your self, so confused you find your self sitting Indian style in American made soil, stamped with the certification of authentic shock value. What has happened to the lily pad that once sat on the calm waters of tomorrow. Is judging another natural, maybe it must be since we live inside of a comparison based commercial mirror. A Glass high heel house tip toeing along the skyline. Sunflower Shadows placed against a grain of sand covering its totality. Rolling hills tinted lavender purple under the rocky surface faces appearing painted on the walls of a fast passed paradise. Eye contact so extreme that blurry vision sets in. Chaotic hypnotic not your normal every day rock a bye baby way. Summer sunshine poolside seventh grade slip and slide. It happens the same symmetry remains both sides equal both the same. Five placed across the sandy surface cleaned up after the spillage the broken bleached coral reef. Selfish worry leads the masses away from the solution. Knowing the problem at hand can be key to relating to the problem that needs attention to be fixed. Tension among each individual un-known origin, starting zone impartial to creating a basic awareness of energy exchange and balance distribution. Of f centered entity walking unstable swinging so high between the high and low. Laughing in the mirror of perfection while peeking at his or her impurities hungry to take a bit out of what is easiest to eat. Advice taken for granted rancid waiting to long then becoming rotten. Often off ten out of ten times there is no answer to make out. Etched out by the fingernails of a hermit who has not left his house in a hundred years. Once attempting to leave and suddenly realizing there is no reason to ridicule the curiosity of being courageous. It must be blamed on something other then your self. If you are a being that is only borrowing this body, knowing for a fact that at some point your ideas and imaginations, thoughts, dreams and the inspirational creative force will be leaving. Why is it that your body will weaken your chances to pursue things that you wanted will be gone. Excitement for the birth of something beyond that which you know. But knowing that something will become or at least seize and expecting that fate, outcome reality is an extremely powerful ownership. So in the mean time what is or what should be the ultimate goal for humanity as a whole. If there was a pool of water that dried up by the sun, leaving everything that was once unexposed to the air above the water, the creatures of land the direct power of the sun and wind, incredible change would have to take place in order for any type of survival. Thank the heavens that there is a layer of conceptual skin that keeps the earth together and all that is inside of the earth one. If some how the ozone layer really was to break open then everything on the inside of this egg like planet would begin to leak out sadly pouring into the abyss the black ocean of eternity. Turbulence unleashed sudden urgency to redefine the focal point of your existence. Sisters and brothers of the human race we are internally connected to the core issue at hand. An inevitable nervous hand shaking the calm sweaty palm of the problem. At first it is talked about the put aside. As it sits in the back burner it begins to pass the point of change in to the place of completion. Lets say that the birds that migrate down south honestly begin to become confused with departure time, getting stuck in a cold current leading them the wrong way there for the natural earth born creatures become lost never to return again. Heat builds up, no escaping the surrounding swallowing feeling of falling. As your hands fall asleep there is nothing to hold you to catch you and in you go in to the never-ending black hole of what is defined as your imagination. Embrace

Steamboat CO to Portland OR 5/2/08 8:44 AM

2008-05-02T08:44:00.000-07:00

It is almost my birthday. Excited to be gifted this life and to be here on this growing planet. Sometimes I may question the quest of existence. Tense emotional baggage that has been collecting dust in the lavatory for years before my spirit even made the ultimate decision of returning to this earthly unexplained universe. When the seed finally emerges from the earth’s surface cracking through the crust, creating a surge of untapped natural energy. Nervous tension leaves fear doubt brittle expectations that coward away in the corner are no longer hiding from appearing as honesty. Honey from the sweetest hive. Harmony over powers arguments. A genius side of thinking people want to pick your brain. Tell us more about your self, funny how sometimes your self doesn’t really have much to say. Let me rest let my heart break a beat up. Walk for long periods of time in to the wilderness. Nesting on an uneven telephone pole the modern day totem. Inside the next sits two beautifully created eagle eggs. Still warm from the feeling of creation.
Gestation a gentle situation between life and death. Intimate access expressed through intellectual language. Barriers and boarders set a blaze, it is simple to say an easy phrase even under intense circumstance and a cloudy haze, Keep the eyes looking beyond the mountain peak clear day horizon. She wears all the right features, speaks foreign tongue through her body language. She loves to sail, yet have not set foot on a sailboat with her. She may not notice the beauty of the moon, could not tell it was full. How does one remove ones self from a box, break the walls down, what happens when the walls are solid and can’t not be penetrated try and try again but still no budging. Judging comes from juggling love, asking for acceptance to be a teacher to guide you through the staircase of illusion. Walls puzzled pieces placed in an unnatural order. It takes so much time to figure out where they all go, some times people tend to give up, or stop for a while. Throw in there towel expecting that doing so will lead them toward a new goal, correct to some extent minus the missing dream of creating a reality that once was what the had expected to complete. Completion of a sequence of events that has been well thought out, A so called story line with a thinking plot distinguished by the genius we spoke of earlier. The Eagles are all grown up now, no longer helpless young featherless infant sitting waiting for mother to bring them an already chewed up worm. Resurfaced reevaluated decisions that create everlasting effects to future past and present. Now it is time to harness to actualize to look back at the time you have spent as a human. Know that all has come to pass, and there shall be many more paths to cross. What lies inside the meaning of the mind, scattered categories colorful rose of fruit filled flowering fields of marigolds daffodils, A Red and White throne less roses outlying the granite steeping stone placed between the casket and heavens thrown, a reddish brown purple tone. As the water begins to rise and the chaos sets in, prepare for the change and shift from the winds of Armageddon. Dark night Bright day, Arizona Alaska winter reunion. I got this I know it is making sense, dollars burning wasted walking face first in to the floor. Get up organize the patterns of purpose that place your highest and best in proper alignment. Designed by the divine hands of the creator’s crafty humorous amusing devices. Traveling across the country over and over again, finally holding on to names places ideas concepts. As a child if a star did not fit in a box it was not a big deal, As you age something wants you to do what has to be done to figure out how to fit that star in the box. What a silly concept I just put the star in the circle and smiled at the completion of the task at hand. What would it be like if everyday there where Rainbows in the sky like 3 or 4 at a time, with 3 moons. Would our children begin to think beyond what we are capable of? Take the strongest force known to man and multiply that by the heat from the deepest depths of the earth’s core. Now your getting close to the emotional power that is with in side the human creature creator of fantasy fascination building homes colleting toys raising children to become adults to work and as we may have as a child mature in to a older advanced soul. Socially some times. I feel so confused and out of place that I just want to migrate to outer space. Can’t just do that though. Or maybe you can, depends on your plan what’s the bigger picture the purpose of man, to contort your norm or too expand and let your spirit transform. Best advice take your time move slow like melting ice, no rush change with the weather and remember to recognize the moon. As soon as the sun comes up, I'm up running toward it aware of my surroundings dodging anything that seems problematic.

The Orcas Island Trinity 4/24/08 10:12 AM

2008-04-24T10:12:00.000-07:00

Day 3 departure, the show was a hit. Great Success had by all that attended. There was one sour apple that feel from the tree. But by the end it blended in with to be forgotten. Fine with me they said. Why put energy toward that it is as silly as trying to capture a wild rodent. And then if you do try to you can find your self being bitten by the rascal. So advice stay away from violence things that bring anger out of you. Instead place your self on the softest seat available be fast and determined in order to make the correct move. If you walk with eyes-only slightly open you will not have clear vision and only allow your self half the view. Don expects to have the bowl full for you all the time, of course be aware that you will have your share. Always remind your self take notes keep track of showing the Love and respect to every one that has had even the smallest spec of involvement and those that have not should still be included. The whole pie is available to snack on. Navigate through the average day with so much excitement that it reach beyond the fifty states.
Influence as contagious as it sounds. Underneath the nearest entryway, enter in to the musical trance. Train your self, prepare for the shifts to take place. Lavish lifestyle in the temple of your own identity. Include your family members don’t lack what was once your only way, instead begin to contemplate the qualities that make you able to notice the force. When headed in a direction toward a destination your awareness towards the signs begins to heighten Never forget the destination. So Jealous it becomes deliscious the want to bite becomes your intention. Cycle gone then back again, light then dark my friend. Moon too sun unearthing rooting deep beneath the mossy meadows. On the edge of damage unbroken holding its composure. What a style they have its like none other seen before fresh and interesting intriguing infusion. Excited for tonight we are playing in Seattle get to see some great friends that I have not seen in a while. Abundance dancing its way in to my life. How extremely fun is love. Loving everything and everyone. Begging to get back in to the rhythm where in I am comfortable creating casual thoughts become incredibly exciting adventures. The normal feelings are now elevated fantasizes extremely potent imaginations created by the patient act of recapitulation. Joining together as one. A union between what we take as real and what we may take as fake. Educate your self include you in the equation. Endless sentence a road seldom traveled alone. Affordable way of living. Point made clearly taken forsaken bypassed given another chance to change. Or at least begin to take a look at your footprints that you have left behind. Only the toes show you must have been running. Leaving a fast passed life style to actually spend some time with your friends and your self. So it takes a moment to zone in and once your there there is no reason to leave.

Morning Two on Orcas Island 4/23/08 10:37 AM

2008-04-23T10:37:00.000-07:00

Unexpected clouding covering appeared outside of the Sun window above the bed I slept in. Again there was a tapping on my door. This time I was fast enough to find out who was behind this. A bird sat there directly in front of the window looking at me as if nothing was wrong. I gave a little aggressive energy toward the bird, due to the fact that it was the second day in a row that I was awoken by the noise. The bird recognized my vibe and flew away in to the clouds, allowing me to sleep a little bit longer. I then noticed the large population of rabbits, making me now think of the line in a new song are you a rabbit or a turtle in the race. The conversation takes place on a beach, a old log that has been floating back and forth for forty five years, as it dangles above the water resting on its side, A bluish ship arrives. Shimmering in the light as if a red bronze beam was collapsing across the sky. A thunderous sound rippling in to the wooden surroundings. Green echo’s depth of a branch on another. Areas fenced away from intruders. Unusual solutions for such complicated limerick. Mechanical hands holding hearts made of clay, Landowners selling their investments to invest in something else. For sale a room on a roof deck, with windows that look out over the wild world of wonder. Priceless sample of serenity. Raining pre-historic tears into the garden that feeds the entire village. Each piece of fruit with its own similar qualities. Linked by raindrops of transformation formulating mutated responses into natural nitro molecules. Read in to the eyes see what you find, Can you spot the dot that left one blind. If not for now then at least for ever, It’s safe to say you’ve been given a chance its up to you if your ready to dance. Don’t jump with out looking unless there’s there’s no fall, Forget about the silly idea that once you did crawl. Did you remember walking before you could stand do you ever think what has created your plan? When your actions are asking if your ready to respond don’t dwell on the pain or things that are wrong. Instead reinstate the staple of how you chose to live. Swallow the water that protects and provides. Follow the hallway toward the world that’s inside, all waterfalls falling forward though I’ve heard of a few falling back, walking on the moon with out stepping on a crack. If it only sits there for a second if it only pokes fun at what is funny to them. Shake it up a lot more then you use too. There is a moth flying above the wood floor, circling as if not knowing where to go. Around in a moon shape racing through the slits in the time that have been created by bolts of satisfaction that have limited so many from reaching into the ultimate time line of forever. Orchards of cherry blossoms blooming in the atmosphere breathe taking its own avenue racing after the core. Center of the stage sample of amplifying extreme adventures lasting for eons in to the next dimension. Mansions made of the finest material. Tear away the layer that limits our potential from growing potent particles.
Creative reaper of benefits. Effortless unforgettable fortune. Saved away placed on a shelf next to a wishing well. With a fountain that was hand made.

Waking Up In Orcas Island 4/22/08 9:26 AM

2008-04-22T09:26:00.000-07:00

Early wake up, allowed for me to see the mystical clouds arise off of the pond out side. It was so beautiful I took a moment to ponder the magic. There was a peculiar sound that I noticed a tapping on the window reminiscent to the Edger Allen Poe story Raven. I am feeling great extremely excited to seize the day. Unfold the origami earth to see what lies within. We have a show tomorrow night. Heading full steam ahead toward the sun. I am going to take a break quick shower, blaze breath then meet you back on the page. I’m back feeling fresh and alive, head a little heavy from the accident the other day, I have been feeling this crazy sensation that my brother since the fall has been inside me more often. Feeling a connection to his loss to a gain of trust that we are all on this planet for a purpose genuine unique. Universal light. Oh how wonderful it is to have words that we can repeat with ease at our own leisure. Any time of the day any place anywhere. How can this mosaic of pastel colored vision become a pathway for the future? If for a moment in time everything washed up shore. Sure there is a sweet taste left in the mouth of many who have tasted that pleasure. An addiction of sorts Insurance on life importance. When I am gone in to the unknown digging my feet in to the sand. Serenading the surface of earths irresistible system, sequence of events. Symbols technology. As we advance in to the ether, we are either with in our selves or are continuously traveling in an out of body experience. Connecting with Self leads toward evolving development a increasing in life force. Stored away and ready to be activated at any time. Man has taken control of what the source produces. Now it is as if we are fighting to release what we have so called gained. Giving away your gifts is a honorable thing but throwing away your gifts is a wasted movement that should not be accepted. How many stars have you wished too? How many full moons have you noticed, and how many stars have you reached out to hold, only to find that there is a separation between you and that which your imagination will not allow you to grasp. We need to learn how to reach beyond that. Beyond our own minds. In to a state of thinking that opens limitless possibilities. Positioning our-selves to be in direct lineage of that which is awaiting our arrival. When we land we will notice the change. We will begin to feel the shift within in our Hearts. The heart beating keeping us alive, and in rhythm with the drumming beat of all that is. Imagine a boutique of sorts, full of your favorite flowers, a smell you can sense from miles away lingering in the wind. Unnoticed by those who walk with out aim. Fashion is a fusion of what is in style, I like to wear islands around my neck reflecting the blueness of an oceans base. Sun light penetrating in to the sea’s murky waters. Thank you for all that you have given me protected me from sending me spiraling back home. I have landed and now walk amongst the milky pearly white bed of reason. Death of ones life is that like death of the earth to your understanding, underneath the subway, below the Gulf of Mexico. Setting sail in to your wildest dreams. Peering out in to the vast imagination of what reality asks to be. To become a man of dignity to transmute the past and become more reliable in the present. Gift giving people often receive open armed. Ready to dance with the hungry those attracting like-minded power thoughts. Thoughts that help grow the young and nurture the old, wisdom seldom dominates the omnipresent nitrogen introspection selected elevated leverage. Every living breathing moment of time is accounted for placed in to rows of files. If we could reverse the ever-changing hang-ups, move the false blockage that has been imbedded in our DNA. What ever happened to the days of old, before there was lust for gold, when hearts beat as one in natural unison. As we slowly walk over the crushed glass that has colored our past as we evolve in to what time has waiting for us we begin to ask more questions. We laugh at out language at the communication that has taken so long to develop in to over all meaning. Feet soaking in the same water that our ancestors have bathed in. Those animals that have talked with each other in symbiotic alliances. Alien races that took time out of their existence to notice that we are evolving and developing advancing vary close to breaking in to the next dimension. Astral travel has been intriguing to young and old, those that know how to contemplate the idea, and those that just walk by the moon, again unnoticed. Why do we tangle our minds in a riddling rhyme? Shining white light surrounds me all that I am light, death is light life is light, a frozen feeling not of cold but of non-movement. I have advanced in to the next step. Taking it I shall say moving forward alive. Not much though to some many creative things can come from that. Others may think there is a loss to the whole a missing piece to the puzzle laving a blank feeling a blackness that only wants stars to entertain its surroundings. Red-hot iron rods placed on the legs of the living. They can ask me to not be a certain way to not push things on people to smile at the smoke signals they leave you. Be ready to run exercise in your mind if you can’t physically I guess maybe it is due to boredom when that makes it’s way in to your life. That is when you must begin to entertain your heart. Every element needs attention at least acknowledgement of the knowledge kept. Unlocked potential expressed with in you. Practice is not as easy as it looks you got to be quick witted digging holes so deep that you can reach in to the bottom to pick up a pearl. A coin that once was the opening to a wish a wish from a dreamer from some one who once knew that they may get what they have asked for and know that now is the time when they can have what they have asked for. Simple smiles effortless feel free attitude. Water surrounding us island living. Keep digging in your core there are statements that have created the way you think the way you look at others at your self, change if change is a definitive happening that what would be the reason behind that, and is it based on everything can change be had by two people at once or is it always different for people to share. Sharing experiences maybe can help others develop. Could be a catalyst a catapult to launch in to cosmic dream? To capture is to not release so why say that. Capturing is demanding something from something. Never make it seem that you have not already received that which it is you are inquiring to receive instead act as is. Walk with the attitude that tomorrow is today, and today is tomorrow that your past is your gift to the present for with out yesterday today would never exist we would only be living in the memory what how we use to walk. Aimless now we strive to go beyond where man has ever been a new frontier. Forward on in to the horizon of another day a landscape of miracles that have made their way to manifest through us. It is done done done.