March 2009
16 posts
Trees our ancestors of this realm where we were divided. What lies below is malleable energies cascading and dancing caving into oneness. Do not forget that while this place is important it is not the rest of the puzzle. This grid is vast,the pattern is large and intricate and everything is shown around at all times in plain sight into these otherworldly dimensions but will you notice? Will you...
Fire Ignite me
His hair is bright and golden his face soft and as delicate as a plucked wildflower, We meshed and sat too close our hands met words streamed through our eyes my hand dissolved into his tounge and shortly after his into mine. Only to awake still feeling the grainy sand paper residue of sugar along the lining of my teeth..
Traveling far,far away messages written on battery boxes trains...
Dream from awhile ago.
Went to an aqaurium with my grandmother, walked around this huge tank that she kept standing infront of which was filled with octopusses and squids. One octopus was yellow and red and I remember looking at it with a lot of gusto and remembering all the details. I walk around the corner and there’s this ticket booth and it’s to swim with an octopus, so I avoid it because I don’t...
“For I am — or I was — one of those people who pride themselves on...”
– Giovanni’s Room; James Baldwin.
“There are times when the human face and body can express the yearning of the...”
– the thirteenth tale
Hearts fall deeply into the line of fates thin...
Love. Light. Resignation.
Everything is bright and consuming taken to the assumption of distant past lives that seem to be coming back to life, It is in these times I seem to need more insight that had been forgotten long ago. I love to drift off into intense thought it makes me feel real and like I exist once and for all. After these long nights of sitting here alone I realize...
drip & evaporate
easily influenced dissipation through veils of world illusioned to mindless faith, standing barely here now, curor slipping and descending into klaidescope fades, how has this come to be? Never. This wrist rung dry there is no point to all this. Never. Was. Ascending relief always to doubt the heart rings a familiar tone, paranoia never exceeds this. To lay still and pure a dream now only to me....
Drifting leaves brushing nostalgia’s embrace, hazy glances of lover’s embraced beneath the sunlight,almost fully erased. Until a new escape this encounter will never be re-traced, Amongst the loving eye’s of November’s last taste showing nothing but perched lips dangling from branches draped dripping of dew and crystal magnetic lights. This is the place you have me...
You are the baby of many mothers, always near the moon ever cascading in the wind. Your bellows true and remark that time is hindered to a new drumbeat. Your veins run thin along the lines of your skin, you breath fairies and showers into the shins of existence. Your eyes blue with hints of sullen grimace. Has the time neared soon enough? Have the showers cleared? I know now nothing more then what...
_})({_ I must admit, the fields are rising and the sea is becoming clear. I think I’ve found it,alas.
To fit so eloquently into the palms of your hands, a dream. How you stand here now is how I will remember you forever,remember this. Lights graze upon your soft sunken cheeks reminding me of endless summer breezes wisping and grasping your hair,making your skin cling that much longer to me and those secrets you bare. Flower petals dance to the soft grass just below the glance of the sun. Hands...
When Will I see her again. The other side of friends. Taken back desire found through light and ignition how god has made suffering a fashion statement to escape…escape..escap….. Unfamiliar lovers ride near to the storm of dreams found beneath the waves of the shore who the ocean has always wanted to be she will be now. Tomorrow Tomorrow Tomorrow always tomorrow… To fade into...
You come to me in waves at night when my eyes have finally closed for the day and the time arises again…..you whisper beckoning change… you never compromise always finding an excuse to stay…. But I’m aware and comfortable go deeper. You remind me of fields and flowers dangling from maidens hair as you brush baby’s breathe across their lips you are the satyr....
I saw the moon tonight and I thought of you. You are constantly haunting my minds eyes. Let me kiss your third eye, you say as you playfully push the hair out of my face.Warm embrace.I want to give you peacock feathers and write you songs. Outlining your body with my finger tips as nostalgia blasts and washes over us, for times neither of us have known well enough but have encountered with such...
_between_
Eels slithered from my cigarette the morning of my first smoke. Entangled souls bled dry. To love from a distance for so many years feeling so accomplished and confident as a lover playing all those games as someone new, only later to be faced with a mirror. Now you must love yourself how can you after so many years of practicing as someone else? Sadness crept up from beneath me in late hours of...
______-_-Roots
I thought I knew something new,something true.. But I found myself bruised my eyes ran through the veil as it grew and the trees rang and the veins collapsed into the roots and this is where I knew the truth grew. This is where I found her.. here in the hills where sanity meets the trembling,the naked,the apples and the insane and they are led astray to the trains that never came. Smoke only burns...