Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
soul scream
soul scream
i want to hurt this body
in fact sometimes i want it to stop living
and i don't care if anyone believes me
they are busy medicating
i am starving
they are faking
i am throbbing
oh they wish there was something they could do
as they medicate
and forget
and worry and hope
and pray and forget again
i'm contemplating an end
for meaning somewhere
Monday, October 4, 2010
our secret friends
in between temper tantrums
i am completely still
swimming in the great bliss of God
I fall back into a body
carrying so many
an antennae
a temple
of the most holy
manifesting itself
again and again
along with the monsters
the monsters
are friends
i can prove it
just give them a name
and watch them change
for anger becomes healing
lust, understanding
superficiality causes manifestation
weak allows contemplation
meanness educates
cold cannot spoil
ignorance carries bliss
and bitterness is safety
the monsters we run from
unnamed and ignored
grow large and distorted
and run after us
over reacting
begging for attention
if only we could see
just a moment
of compassion
would send them home
to transform into blessings
how much we must enjoy
running from them
swimming in the fear
we think is safety
it must be all apart of the story
Thursday, September 16, 2010
treasure of the moment
transitioning from one dimension to the next
feels like a small rickety plane is preparing for landing
in a pristine desert paradise
and neither reality fully exists
the rickety plane or the desert paradise
i am in between everything
i’m high in the sky, coming down for a landing
a bit shaky in a plane that has made it this far
the clear paradise is all around me
but i am still in the plane
and it has not landed yet
it could still crash and kill me
but it appears to be i’m landing safely
the sensation of picking up speed as the
ground grows larger beneath me
resembles piano concertos
kind of feels like dying
i’m beginning to lean into it
feels like a small rickety plane is preparing for landing
in a pristine desert paradise
and neither reality fully exists
the rickety plane or the desert paradise
i am in between everything
i’m high in the sky, coming down for a landing
a bit shaky in a plane that has made it this far
the clear paradise is all around me
but i am still in the plane
and it has not landed yet
it could still crash and kill me
but it appears to be i’m landing safely
the sensation of picking up speed as the
ground grows larger beneath me
resembles piano concertos
kind of feels like dying
i’m beginning to lean into it
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
make sure to drink water today
make sure to drink water today
and smile at your face in the mirror
make sure to stop and listen to your body if it needs it
make sure to soften your eyes
even when enemies pass by
make sure to stretch your thoughts
to things you think not
just in case
things get boring
work those fingers and use those toes
maybe even sew your own clothes
today is a great day to compose
anything
and smile at your face in the mirror
make sure to stop and listen to your body if it needs it
make sure to soften your eyes
even when enemies pass by
make sure to stretch your thoughts
to things you think not
just in case
things get boring
work those fingers and use those toes
maybe even sew your own clothes
today is a great day to compose
anything
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