I The Wolf

I the Wolf

The vampire you.

To the funeral pyre

I live dying for truth

The red house over yonder

Our lament.

Take off that false mustache adolph.

Come from behind the darkness

Come Aum.

You b

Long were the days.

Years drop

Let’s buddhas

Eyes.

River rain

Noach

Comforter.

Build your ark

You gopher would, wouldn’t you?

Fucking caddy shack

And the rest of those old spice guys

Who knew too little.

Its groundhog day lest you

Let go.

Dance

Or

Wilt away into deception

Perceptions lies

Universal truth

Love wins.

 

 

In mind…

I’d do anything…

If I knew what anything does-

Tic-Tock the incessant hours.

Obsessive Nostalgia,

Deafening Madness of Silence

Peaceful Violence

Ripping insides out.

Tumultous Stillnes

Bordering illness

Holding inside what fiends to get out.

Crash Into Me

we smashed into eachother

you crashed into me.

Shattering reality.

Particle shooter; Earth.

Atom & Eve

Magnetic Gravity

Colliding universes

disperse stardust

twinkling anew.

Fresh frost

Morning dew.

sparkle sunshine

Rainbow bridges-

separate Hearts

One Emotion.

 

Apologetic Rainbows

Gold As the sun

We Marched to the Moon.

Tasting the Cosmos.

We Listened to light. . .

Leonardo of Vinci

Hear the cosmos?

The sound of Butterflies in flight

Flagellumless Motion.

Energy is Neither destroyed Nor transferred, only created.

Feel me?

The Rushing waters of truth

Tainted is the clarity.

I Jumped off the edge of the universe

Where is B going?

We will dance with the stars

Apologetic Rainbows.

I propose we End from the start.

Ti panemayesh?

The birth of a Rock.

We touched the sun.                        2B

AVA

AHAVA AHAVA

  The Sound of the Heartbeats

with Love. As Ava is recognized.

A gift of buddhas jade foot, Green

4, the heart,

An elephant as I entered the Room

handed to me with knowledge.

Her cardboard boat to sail the

ocean of love, wheel of karma

broken, or broke free…

   called Me ret with no B.

Just b I say to me…

why I no B?

U Must B the B, and

pollinate the knowledge

To sail the sea,

you see? eyes see.

 

The Buzz

It is the future…

   Electric buzz the air.

Astral projecting

    Extra sensory

Free and radical.

   Anti oxidant.

Hydrogenated oxygen.

   Covalently bonded.

Expanding at phi.

Two Souls

New York City twinkled in the distance its luminescent brilliance as its inhabitants the blood that flows through, the heart beat of the world. Sitting next to her. The same blood pumping the life through what is letting something happen that cannot be explained. The gentle touch of hands send sparks shooting through veins that radiate backward through axioms culminating in a gentle hue of an aqua blue and purple sea of sub consciousness. Orange flashes its fire, yellow flashes its eagerness- red flashes it’s warning and passion-green its calm anxiety. The prism reflects the light of the past present and future on the projector which is the mind controlling the body which houses the soul. Faces familiar and unfamiliar; smiles, laughs, cries, hugs, kisses, curses, blessings, birth, death, love, loss, light-all from the touch of a hand in the rejoining of souls. Sitting, holding, hands that transfer energy that can only be felt.
No music, no words, subtle infrequent glances burning with the question of an explanation with a certain comfort in the unknown. Wanting the moment to last forever and knowing it will, even if it won’t. For the way is clear that it has. Lao Tzu’s words echo with the reverberation in the key of ohm. He so gracefully had plucked them from time and space whilst tapped into the heartbeat of the universe, which now beats through two souls.
What is fate? What is mine, what is yours, what is ours? Not just of love, but of life and destiny. What is destiny? What is predetermined and what is woven? Our souls cry out for one, but our reality keeps us separate. Then is that our fate? Our destiny? Or must we fight peacefully to remain one in our separations.
Ultimately life is what you make of it. You can choose fear or you can face fear and conquer, fueled by fear and the motivation to not be afraid, and so we weave. 2B

 

I exist in the depths of the shadow

     my mind.

My soul seeks comfort.

   The dew that collects

on the petals that glisten

   rays of sunshine.

Love? What of it?

   A memory of the ways things

could be.

  Some far off distant future

past rivers rushing childhood

  glimpses.

No more safety net daydream

  afternoons.

Spoon fed happiness tastes

   bitter as it curdles with age.

Home seems so far back the road

  is long with destination unknown.

Long winters.

  Stuck in the middle. I couldn’t

find my way if I turned back.

   Gentle hands of time.

Hold me.

God shall rescue us alas we shall see him my discarded bee of thy flower not lightly take channels for those eyes privy to the truths of the hearts of man.
Suffer not alone the plague sage walking treading lightly heavy hearted strings bound by heart.
Light of truth and justice for righteousness of soul belief of heavenly light in love and of spirit being.
Heal the awakened soul. For to sleep we are dreaming but illusions of one that our love cannot escape yet the woe of suffering ye wheel.
In all we see that is us.
We are I and me as one, but yet dreaming still the pain of suffering yet eludes the light.
And so it is again. Another. And why? Because it must be so. Be still. Find solace in solitudes’ moments of peace few and far between. Peace.

 I see faces. Just faces.

     Sometimes I see a spark.

They get it.

     We fade like gentle lights…

 Into dim nights and journal entries.

      Here, read mine. They’re free.

So is love.

      I grasp for it about the universe.
Like butterfly’s in the wind;

      they flutter by.

And in the lash of a blink

     it’s ink, on a page; a body of work.

Time and money.

    The root of all freedom?

Evil is a funny thing you see.

    And now you don’t.

Everything is objectively subjective.

    Did we take the red or blue pill?

Alice? All is. All E’s

   My God they’ve gone and done it.

Eeeeeeeeeee. Do you hear it 2?

    High frequency crown chakra

Astral magnetic radiowaves of

     Aloha.

All is Ha. The divine breath of a hola.

    A hello between amigos.

Thank you friend.

    Mahalo’s.