stash

tigers eye

crossing fingers and
carrying a tiger eye in my pocket
for luck and protection..
get me to new york!

sick

two surgeries in three days-
it is in sickness and in health that the cycle self rejuvenates.

painkillers dont hurt, either... ;)

23,26- the solstice

the axial tilt is 23, 26
we are farthest away from the sun
and today farthest away from ourselves.

once a thousand years before, we celebrated the sun that stood still
with a 12 day festival
but we are no longer attuned to the skies.

once a thousand years before, we scratched cycles of the moon
into bone

now the rebirth of the sun is like a secret.

terrence

"If the words 'life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness' don't include the right to experiment with your own consciousness, then the Declaration of Independence isn't worth the hemp it was written on."
— Terence McKenna

my art of the day

icculus akbar!

the thing about forever

heres the thing
about forever:
time is relative
to the solitary

it shakes and rocks
back and forth like
a
 bridge on ropes

mothers day

in the strange river light
casted by my teenage years,
our bridge has weakened-
though never will our bridges
crumble
my soliliquey to you;
my love like lights
reflected in water
or the way oil turns to rainbows

at the picnic of backward glances
it is you who has acted
as a landing from my heights

and its not the height that frighten me-
its the darkness
that some heights hang at
the edge of

the only rap i ever wrote

heavy lids
and darkness


its countless-
the many
times you've sparked this


incessantly inside
my lips,
the whims, provides
the fuel my body drives


disguise; illigitimate
trips that grip
upon my hips
your crazy beats to which my heart skips
the depth in which
i limit this

it's amazing-
ones ability to
recover
lifes continuous
circle
heals itself,
again and again
so that we
can live

2007

it's something
i've felt before
but in a different way-
this time it's
a faint, rumbled
reminder-
a dull, forgiving
pain
that fades in and out
between my ribs
its got a lot to do
with memory,
i think
its got a lot to do
with my prior self-
who i used to be.
i wonder if
the new me,
like a clean car
and rubbing alcohol,
could handle
the old, ripped leather
backseats of me-
what would she say?

kind eyes

she said she'd always recognize him
by those kind eyes
one day when they're wrinkled and red she'll kiss them,
those satin folds, those eyelids hold
the kindest eyes she ever saw

just a thought

irretrievable time is flying

joy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7vfLpGMq2uA

i never thought i could have it so good,
you were the song that my soul understood
but time is a river that flows through the woods

i may lose faith in you, but atleast i have faith to lose

modern day meditation, Tuesday 6:30

well you know he had love on one arm
other; fear
he knew exactly
how to face front
square shoulders
(and palms up to receive)
he knows he not alone
but always forgets
when he's by himself.
he had to lock himself away for a long time
to let go
and came back to us
five minutes later
with nothing left
but
love on wrapped around his right bicep
the other; fear.

made magic

"made a magic necklace today", she said.
bearclaw.

fairy love amulet.

dragon fly bead.

pouch of mugwort. amythist. jet stone.

empowering.

new moon

may this new moon bring empowerment, as the scorpio season should.
I promise to welcome the chance that needs to come out of dark into the light
a new moon is upon us, time for a renewal!

these strange dreams

it has been many moons
but they've found me

and force intentions clear
these strange dreams
rip my seams

today

i am caught
in awe every day
by the love that fills me

i see a bluegrass show in your future....

leftover salmon tonight!
Baby Hold On, Leftover Salmon

Igor.

Met an old man and a horse yesterday afternoon by the creek. Evacuated due to yet another fire rolling through the canyon, we talked for hours and sought refuge in the recognition of connectedness in our counterpoints. In Tarot talk, I have drawn the knight of pentacles; this well-to-do soul has rid me of uncertainty.

darkstar

shadows gather like bats
in the steep hollow of her
collarbone.

barebodied and shining
she snaps,

dropping like a dark star
sick sweet like old roses
on a breeze

him.

he came to me like peter pan at my window
and said evolve.

healing hands, i fell deeply

forgiveness

today i am calling on the wind to bring in forgiveness

drought.

have I ran dry
if so... where did I run to?

he makes me hear music in a whole new way

back when

back when
every fortune cookie
meant him.

and every song
meant her.

those were the times of the canyon

once, twice

Once you held my face between your
palms,
"unbelievable" you breathed. Twice
the melted candle.
always wax;
sometimes wane
and a frozen face
its not the same tonight,
its wait

some photo booth lovin

he said, her shadow was enough to bring out the sun

erin

come lay down at the edge

you.

You are my release, my natural high, and I never wanna come down

a chemical reaction whenever I see you-

you shake the depths of me

you have taken my innocence,

though i'd gladly hand it over- anytime, anywhere

paul simon; how i feel

someone could walk into this room and say your life is on fire

tender, awkward love

between secret glances

and swimming thoughts

she sleep safely,

knowing he is hers, but

more importantly- she is us.

she breathes deeply,

effortlessly.

thinking their chests rise and fall 

in sync- throats at equal

levels head cocked to the side

reality, his steel hands, 

has not applied himself yet.

she has not learned his power,

nor has she shed her

intentions unto him

but sooner or later,

it will engulf them.

and once again,

they will be left to themselves

riders ravers constant freakers

WE are the pleasure seekers
conscious tweakers
riders, ravers, constant freakers
stash keepers
empty geekers
and in solitude the secret weepers...

j. asher

and he could pass his time

'round some other line

but you know he chose this place 

beside her

rambling notions

gods sounds
         inner voices that bring life to complete stop
too; where life starts

vibrations
         resonate, upon entering
the physical body is
chaotic unwholesome energy


this planet
      electrifies
dis-ease


so

fill a space with gods light, not ours

but always remember your golden shadow