Monday, December 12, 2005

None shall hunger......

Had two dreams where many were starving.....

In one I fed them all and it ended.

In one I woke up and it ended.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Human will, choice and action is not an illusion....






Independant human will, choice, action is.

Monday, September 19, 2005

To know war.....

Is to know that it is women who birth soldiers, women who nurture them, women who raise their children, women who bury them and women that are left to deal with the madness of war.


If it is indeed war you wish to know..know peace and war you will come to know you, for the world of man truly fears and ignores all that loves all within him and among others.

Death dealing?


For what life-giving?

Sunday, August 28, 2005

Quest-ion

Why?

It is....

The Kosmic reboot.

To question.

To quest-ion.

This quest-ion.

This quest.

This motion.

And reborn we move on.

Monday, August 15, 2005

30 pieces of silver

To bow to never yield.

I looked away if just for one moment.

The kingdom fell.

How many times must we re-enact this blessed atonement?

You and I.

As one.

How many times do I stare into the face of my oblivion and betray nothing but this false mortality?

This temporal sobriety?

This day before the sun?

You never asked me to but I ravaged through my brothers for the answers you betray yourself….with your love.

And as I brought them back to share your peace it was on my terms and not without them.

Without them, you awaited.

And there I stood awarded.

These many pieces I thought I could hold.

Apart.

How many thoughts does an honest man have?

How many thoughts does and honest man need?

Only those that arise here and now you say.

But I was filled with so many then and there.

I thought you had filled me with so many.

I thought I thought of you.

I had looked away.

In a pause of loneliness in what I though was your aloneness I left you alone to remind me….and all others that….there is no such thing.

Apart.

Nothing compares.

Everything is.

And where I hang there you stand.

Again, awaiting my return and my own release.

Of this grip that binds me to your betrayal.

You fortold.

Of this hold that I muster in penance for the one unforsaken pause of our own demise.

Into your arms.

The face and embrace of love.

This light.

This silence.

This peace.

This death.

This life now.

That is you.

That is my own.

That is I.

Sunday, July 31, 2005

The BOOK

Words transform the world........


but change nothing.

of some parable of some cave.....of once ago

dare

to stare at the sun

leave the shadows behind

for those too timid to run

to share

to embrace

to know

this light



dare

to stare at the sun

and cast no shadows forward

to kiss

to touch

this love

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Lost & Found, Hide & Seek..Tag, You are it.

No word or action comes or goes for free.

Do if and when you must to realize...

Aware...

You don't find your way.

The way finds you.

No word or action is for free...or necessary.

I AM