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on the train [15 Oct 2010|01:18pm]
where together will you somewhere go ?
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Great Song, Not Great Vid [27 Jun 2010|10:52am]
[ mood | moving moving moving ]

Do you enjoy life? Then I recommend you listen to this great song!

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Memories [02 Jun 2010|06:17pm]
[ mood | dreamy unbalance ]

I knew a girl
who was the most fascinating
boy you'll ever meet.
I stared hard,
hoping her nipples
would cease to seem so obscene
against her flat chest, visible
through a button-down pinstriped shirt.
Those full, firm nipples.
"You could hang a candy-cane
off one of those."
my girlfriend murmured.

The girl who'd make a gorgeous boy
told me (& anyone who'd listen)
how my lips are luscious; leering,
sneering at herself. I told her
she was a misbegotten elf
but she fought it, tooth & nail.
The truth failed
to yield an answer, yet again.
Truth not quite aligned
with our hidden rhyme.

Subverted fantasy,
we fear desire so we flee:
commit & run,
we must stay free!
Stay free...
stay golden.

I recall being slammed
against some stranger's garage door.
I remember Tyndall stone & stained glass;
lilacs & pink ink letters.
Precious blossoms growing
up between the cracks.
I remember a street corner slick
with rain; pavement gleaming,
street-lights streaming
paths across the water.

Did I love her ?
Is it love that keeps me coming
back to memories ?
Of the way she smelled,
the way you smell;
I can't smell him at all.
Still, there's something...
his back pressed against the wall.
Ah, but... Your fingers
trailing lazy lightning &
Her blade slicing our
names into dead-fall.
Just a tree to be
washed away
in next Spring's thaw.
Another casualty
of the one law;
that's all.

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This is to mother you... [07 Mar 2010|05:00pm]
[ mood | sad & peaceful ]

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The Living Poem [26 Jan 2010|11:52am]
[ mood | humble ]

This poem breaks my heart wide open,
I used to think it was for me.
But it was written for the sky,
A thousand kisses deep.

& Another variation of this beautiful prayer:

When we was in Winnipeg on April 3 2009, he included the following line:

"O Crown of Light, O Darkened One
I never thought we'd meet.
You kiss my lips,
& then it's done.
A thousand kisses deep."

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[25 Jan 2010|11:20pm]
"I am space; within and out. I feel free. Freedom is the real foundation of happiness. Sometimes if you don't know how to love, love will deprive you of your freedom and deprive the person you love of her freedom. That is why space is so essential in relationship." ~Thich Nhat Hanh
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PORTALS EVERYWHERE [09 Sep 2009|06:34pm]
[ mood | squiggly lines, in a god way ]




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[04 Aug 2009|02:27pm]
Attachment to non-attachment is still attachment.
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[18 Jan 2009|06:44pm]
Later this evening I am taking part in an Ayahuasca ceremony.

Tremendous healing.

Only love.
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the sweetest little song [11 Nov 2008|11:11pm]
[ mood | soultwins ]

"& if there
is a way
to find you
i will find you..."


"you go your way.
i'll go your way too."

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blacklacenaked [10 Nov 2008|01:25pm]
[ mood | mockingbirds ]

I remember the last first snow. I was in love. He was beautiful, but his mind was broken. I read to him from The Book of Longing. He said, "This is why I come back, every time. For this couch." How many places can a soul-twin be at once?

Now, everything is bright white sky & blacklace branches. I found The Spice-box of Earth on a shelf. My grandfather died recently. A decade ago, when he had the stroke, he said "Why did you take me from the Gates of Valhalla?"

When I was two he was the subject of my first poem, babbled softly to myself & transcribed by my mother:
"Opa in a park of moss.
Opa walks down a path
through the park of moss
to the wishing-well.
It's a pale green well,
a pea-green well;
It's a pretty little well.
Opa says, 'Hello,'
to the fishes in the well.
'If you come to my house
Don't make a mess!
Toodeloo!' says Opa kindly.

I am bleeding. I am bleeding moonlight.

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so, last night I smoked a victory bowl... [05 Nov 2008|07:13am]
[ mood | hope ]

& this morning I found this in my inbox, from a daily inspirational newsletter thingy:

"While we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism and doubt and those who tell us we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes We Can."

Barack Obama
President-Elect of the United States of America

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...Self.Real.Eyes.Nation... [31 Oct 2008|06:51pm]
[ mood | the infinite ]

Who are you ? my Heart asks.
Do I know you from b4 b4 b4 ?

(((((((THIS IS ALL A HOLOGRAM)))))))

cLose your eyes.
Lose your self.
Love your Self.
Little fragment rejoins the whole.
Little figment re-members its SOUL.

My fingers are too long,
bones of rubber. Bones of stone.
My teeth dream of falling out.
I had forgotten what this was like...

Sometimes when I find
a feather, a member of the karass,
a lover on the other
side of Time; I want to lie down
beside them & cease to be.

Hello, Death-drive
-ing down a long blue road
wound endless round my wrist,
these ribbons
signify desire; drive me crazy.
It's not so long a way.

carbon-made only wants to be unmade

But I no longer want
to "get off now- the world is spinning!"

The Universe is spiralling, Time
is spreading itself like
honey across the sea.
I don't want
to stop,
blink out,

I am
so grateful
that I
I am so grateful
for the star-souls with whom
I continually collide.
Somewhen, little darling, we collide.
We are always colliding...
All ways, we collide.
All of this is eternity.

My Heart tells me.

There is One Heart
& it is the Universe,
but here in the third & fourth
Dimension(s) we divide
everything into Dark & Light.
Let's step into a darker deep All Hallow's Eve.
Let's walk through this Door together this Samhain.
Karass entire, we descend
into slender light of the Seasonal Underworld.
Let's hold hands, baby.
Let's hold hands & run.

Have I said I Love You All enough times that you believe ?
Have I held you as my Child for long enough, my dear?
Have I lain with you, wounds bear,
tender underbelly exposed
for all to see, trusting & embraced ?
Embracing, and trusting.
For All to see.

This body is these cells & they are me

This mind is this self & it is me

This Universe is these stars & they are me

This mouth tells this story & it is me

This sound sings this song & it is me

This hand plants this seed & they are one,
& they are me

All of these are one Soul
& it is me

& Now,
& Here,
With my Heart in my hand
I am reminded that I am
that I am.

I am
that I am.

We are One.

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my hilarious song [28 Oct 2008|10:22pm]
[ mood | silly & sad ]

"my foot's asleep,
it's hard to walk;
the ground's too deep.
i am mired into the ruins
of an old man's face."

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happy birthday to my very own self [26 Jul 2008|05:33pm]
[ mood | 23 = 5 ]

i'm sorry for everything i've done wrong.
i'm welcome for everything i've done right.
(hahaha: duality)


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notmy babies [23 Jun 2008|06:10pm]
[ mood | laughing ]

Aridine is currently attempting to teach Adalie to say "Leonard Cohen."
I haven't even mentioned him to-day. Not in front of them, at least.

Wow. I warp minds. & time.
I'm warped.


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beautiful somethings [02 Jun 2008|02:23pm]
[ mood | here ]

Sometimes I find tangible confirmation of feelings I have in my heart (of ideas I sense with the edges of my mind) & my body begins to hum & I feel as though I am a chalice overflowing with liquid light.

Thankyou, Dreaming Universe...

In. Out. In. Out. In.

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Layers of Steam, Streaming [28 May 2008|01:22pm]
[ mood | luminous ]

It comes to this:
When I even so much as think that I may know what is best for another on their journey, I am making a judgment. I have come to know it is IMPOSSIBLE to judge another without judging some aspect of my Self.

I have known this for some time, though too often have my actions been incongruous with this understanding. Too frequently do I find my Self discussing how another 'ought' to be handling some detail of their life. I expend energy on frustration at their missing the lesson. What sort of attitude toward my own growth does this reveal?

There are also times when, instead of grumbling about someone, I pray for their learning to unfold exactly as it must in accordance with the Grand Harmony. I release my wishes, trusting Wind to carry those seeds, trusting Sun & Rain to nurture their Desire to be born. Then, with eyes turned inward, I look to dis.cover what I can do within my Self to effect the change I wish to see.

Less of the former, more of the latter.

Dying periodically is perfectly natural.

My thought is this:
Ignorance is a phase Innocence moves through
on her journey to become Wisdom.

"Let him who is without sin cast the first stone." in deed.

I Love...

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Beloved [15 May 2008|01:13pm]
[ mood | aum ]

The Poem writes itself
the Lovers take care of the rest.

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