The hallways our voices travel in are ancient,
I want to carve with water
and drip away with fire.
Beauty is nothing but you.
I'll whisper in the creatures
about all the big small things
that our eyes simply choose to see.

Where there is God there is rain.
In the skies
In the skies

Let's dive in
It's a wonder that we're here at all.

In the stream we're the stream
We choose where the current will flow.

Believe in Nothing.

Believe in Everything.

The point of oblivion.
The infinite embrace.

Two sides of the coin
in Father Time's pocket.
He kisses the lips of Her, the Space.
Between the black and white the child creates.
It's the fabric of space-time.
The child finds itself in this new place
A trick, self created in self
Time and Space are making love
We are the child being born.

If that's the case of our place in this space.

They said God is in the stars.
Then it was said that God is in your heart.
Then it was said that God is you.
All things said, it is all merely the path one walks
to find unconditional love,
found wherever it is not denied.
I take my body to move in an act of worship
A baptism of solid intention.
Truly not the only path to salvation
yet it's the one I walk for the sake of reconciliation.

I'll always be by your side, I walk this path
to bring you to soul fire.
I too will bathe in the flames.
I won't rob myself of what awaits at the end.

God is within.

Those that stand
who's shadows hold the world.
We are the light striking softly

Hold your will in a dream
To traverse all the places in between
The Aeons of Time are in a fingersnap
All points are connected
Nothing Lasts, but Nothing is Lost.

It is said
     to listen when your heart sings.
That which is singing is your essence.
When the heart opens it is a time of change.
For love demands the self
     before yearning for another
Go into the sound of your singing heart
     to find the Self.
There, time elapses to the sound of You.
As you are as the sun
A thousand different fingertips, reaching.
A hundred different hands holding the same heart.
These times of a hundred smiles
A hundred lives of the Self.

Love grows through All,
Close your eyes to open your eyes
A dream inside a dream
All for the sake of gifts
To bring to the feet of the Beloved.
As the song sings brighter,
listen for those to weave melodies with.

Tell me love,
What do you wish to bring to the pillars of creation?

When you stop and think about what has been thought,
You wonder what is thinking.

Pay homage to this, that is All.

The gaze is the sun
sculpt the globe
touch me with wind
as throughout the ages of time

When you stop and think about what is being thought,
You'll be laughing backwards
through a river of time.

The rain is swelling with truth
Drops hit the ocean
ripples to waves
that hit me
on the edge of a yielding cliff.

Collect your courage
for the moment you have no grip
Don't seal your heart.
Align it with the butterflies in your stomache
and the sound in your skull
When you hit that water
you get tumbled

Remember, you're mostly water
speak to it as the closest and dearest.
You'll find your truth
and it's safe in the heart.

The ocean sits still in many needed moments.
Take the trust gratefully.
You are not alone in this.

Build your ladder to the stars.
Have patience.
Stand up after each defeat.

Hold that star with your stare.

My heart beats faster feeling your heart beating
My mind races faster thinking your mind races
My eyes glow brighter seeing stars in your eyes
Here in the silent winter, my breath visible in the cold, to travel in the same air that gives life to your breath
Closed eyes show me visions of dancing light, and I wonder what kind of fireworks you see.
Caught between knowing and assuming,
I know nothing, so I assume the best of you.
The miracle of the arcs in your body are melodically singing in the shaking leaves of the trees I find inside my eyes.
I'm trembling with the wind stirred up through your smile, and I sigh with the waters of tomorrow, wishing those tides washed over me today.
Do you hold yourself in the highest regard? You're a mountain I want to climb,
but I want you to see the view at the top.
What is the truth in spaces like this?
Darling you said it yourself when you screamed about life.
We are gods finding our thrones.
Until then we play in the folly of mortals, and most of the time, we forget what we are.
The truth about what we are is whatever we make it, we have more potential than all the colors of a supernova and all the waves in the ocean.
Cultivating our gardens of awareness is a daunting task when we take out the fences and claim the entire earth as ours to tend.
I want a journey, and I'm waiting for the hand to hold to jump off the cliff.
Our hearts must be strong, and our love stronger to fight the tides the mind will find.
Are you my other?
The truth is what we make it, and time tells many tales.
Lets smash those walls of inequality and insecurity, like that night your hand was bruised and we screamed and cried and screamed.
I ask for real.
Real rage
real love
real tears
real movement.

Never settle for less.

I'd like to share my thoughts, they're interesting little tidbits.
Are you afraid of my thoughts?
My thoughts aren't me, so please don't be afraid of me.
The only thing that can be better than you is who you really are.
So always ask yourself such things.

I hold no answers for such questions, but the sun has some answers, and clouds do too.
All I know is my heart that sings.
You said you liked the music, and I liked the way you danced.


Everything else can fuck off.
Money, jobs, houses, egos, stagnation.
(Especially our egos)
All the little details the devil hides in.

I can't stand to see wasted potential, which was our city life in a nutshell.
Wage slaves and wasted time, it's sacrilege to the ever changing universe.
I want to match my pace to change.
And I would love your company.

Are you up to feeling crazy?
Are you down to collect your past to find a better path to the future?
A future unknown and expansive?
A future with me in it, the dashing manic hyperbolic?
I've crushed you, you've crushed me.
Now we can choose the shape of our fate in the empty space between.

I may forget to feed myself when I brush your lips with strawberries,
but I think you're doing the same thing.
Ah...tell me how all of this will destroy us.
Come Destroyer, let's dance the eternal dance.
     Black and White
     One then Two
     Nothing with Everything
Take my body apart with tweezers.
    I hate you more than anyone.
    I love you more than anyone.

And the Earth grants passage for this.
For light to hit us and make a shadow.
We are as much the shadow cast as the striking light.
Here, in our bodies, vessels for everything else in between.
Divine separation.
Divine contemplation.
Asking, if we are parts of a whole, what is the whole?

Fill my mouth with kisses and my soul with words.
Take a match and burn every word and kiss away
in the name of being afraid.
Go ahead. Crush me. It was a part of the gamble.
I'm a process. Crush me and I'll turn to dust
to pass the time in the skies

You can't crush me. I've been crushed before. I'm already in the empty space between.

You're growth and inner light.
I've stopped the torture so I can embrace what I can really hold
Loyalty, faith, and a little understanding.
Still in love, but no longer do I want more.
I am content to lay in your smile
         content to watch you thrive.
Who do I watch? Not your lies.
This isn't about you.

Chemicals always pass on these roads,
but your voice always echoes in my heart.
Maybe we can go dancing and you'll smile and say
   I love this song.
Maybe you'll laugh your laugh and make me catch my breath.
To hold you in time...
Falling forward, no going back.
Poisoned threads need to be closed.

Obsidion. Indigo. A spectrum of thought.
Brushings with opportunity.
Your being merges with the eternal present, making it immortal.
Time passes, love changes.
We are receiving a gift.
Here we are, from complexity.
Now this becomes reality.
Food for thought. Thought for food.
And you are becoming the world, and everyone in it.

Green eyes
White skies
Bright lies
Closed Eyes

In the white skies of the desert bright lies were sown into the fabric of a new world.
You rarely look through the green eyes that come with your soul.
Those eyes are for clarity, yet your eyes remain closed.
Leaving the most important questions to be answered by other eyes.
Your voice is lost and others have spoke for you.
My heart overflowed and the blood spilled over.
You drank from the nectar of life and the world told you
know thyself.
Decisions have been made. It was asked for your eyes to look at themselves.
Eternity, you fell into a void.
Eternity was never asked for.
This wasn't a contract,
but you insisted.
Trust is a word lost on your wondering mind.
What do you think this is?
Gone are the trees, gone is evolution.
You're a child who still hasn't answered the question
Who am I?
Others won't hesitate to answer the question for you.
By now, you are lost.
By now, you are someone elses idea.
A few sun rises and you forgot our hearts
and all you can remember are tools, like this was a workshop.
A few more sun rises and it will all be a dream
    or perhaps a nightmare.

We've always met on the other side.
Will you ask me to wait for you?
You don't understand, I've always been waiting
for my love to reflect in the eyes of my beloved.
It's what all people want. The eternal yearning heart.
This dance, it's the oldest movement.
Divine unity in the singing of the oldest song.
None of us are complete. Always new pieces of the puzzle act through us.
You are not you.
You are always changing,
it's the divine law that is all around us.
The totality of your soul will be seen through the world created by your voice.
If you never speak, the world around you is not yours.
Your mind will fill with everything but your self.

You don't even know who you are.
You're a child right now, you will freeze that way
until you grab your heart with one hand and your head with another and toss it to the stars for an answer.
Only then will your soul sing.
Love is a mystery until you love your self.
Love will always evade the heart until the soul joins the mind.
Love will always be above you until you build a tower to the stars.
I told you the secret
    (the stars are in our eyes)
but your ears aren't working.
As you seek answers to who I am, and what this journey was, don't be surprised if all the voices outside your head tell you to break the tower.
And don't be surprised when you make it crumble with your own hands.

You're still not listening.
Here, I'll make it easy.
Everything is a cult.
All that the trees asked was for you to be responsible for your self.
You're still not listening.
Here, I'll make it easy.
Nothing is eternity.
You are already experiencing forever.
I have no faith in decisions made in fear of the judgement of eternity.

Blue eyes
White lies
Bright skies
Closed eyes.
These blue eyes were blinded by a bright lie.
I walked into bright skies,  now I wonder about other white lies you left before the white skies.
I closed my eyes to find you dead in the desert.
It was a lie.
What isn't a lie?
Was your smile a lie?
Are your words laced with lies?
Was your touch a lie?
I'm not doing this again.
Those aren't even questions for me to answer.


You're still not listening.
Here, I'll make it easy.
You have a lot to learn.
You're still not listening.
There is no final judgement.

Today is the new wave spell.
A wind blowing.
The hawk has always protected you.
When he fell, he grew wings to always remind you
That you are with the wind.
He's always been with you.
He lives in you.
You are chasing the wind to find your self.
Place your body atop a mountain.
Let what is fill your cup over
With the stars gift of life.
Green eyes, open your eyes.

What are you to me?
Candle light and closed eyes, a hug with no tears.
Kites travel where our wings will one day take us.
Yet something ensnares, keeps your wings from unfolding.
In the cracks of the past where shadows play
It's been given a face falsifying its formlessness
A voice despite the silence of darkness
Tell me again

How love will destroy us.

You're in a choir, a chamber of sound.
You're off in the light and it all is your voice.
Chocolate beads, counting chocolate beads.

It's the eyes that tell the story, reflecting the cold world,
wanting nothing but the true warm embrace
of not only acceptance (that should be a given)
but appreciation.

You put on your dress, as white as the clouds you find your head in,
and you touch the skin of a lie.

You cut your hair. An internal revelation,
a denial brought to the surface.
Finally a reflection that projects the rejection of your soul.
Don't get lost in the weight of the world.
Truly you must be as light as light if you're my Sister.

I suppose I'm scared of your shadow
it looks like my shadow.
You reflect electricity. I want to take time
so I can take the time to look at you.
A world has been rising from the crumbling Suburbia.
A world that holds in it our birth right.
We both know things are wrong the way they are.
Evolution drives us to come into alignment with our souls.
Change is welcome when I've sat in stagnation.

The stars are falling to the ground, it's our duty to catch them.
Show me your tears, your smiles, your rage.
Show me your form, your mistakes, your days.
I promise I won't look away.
We wonder what it would have been like
to grow up together.

Nature seduces the open heart.
All around is music
in the tiniest grain of sand
in the smallest of the small
in the echoes of the wind
in the humming of it all.
Nature is singing the music of life
Which is a single chord
in the symphony of the Great Unfolding.
Time unfurls like a lotus in the hand.
Space curls like an eddy in the sky.

Flower, whisper color to our senses.
Sun, bear witness to the beauty of rotation.
Wind, bring us reminders of the might of the invisible.

I am a witness to my own evolution.
I am a part of the lotus unfurling.
Just listen to the stars.

It's wanting to say what you have to say for you.
At times silence feels like a betrayal.
Born with a curse of denial to the heart.
It sings so loud.
Dream amnesia. A state of forgetting even the simplest things
(Like your self)
As you evolve, building a temple,
remember the body is the temple.
Their is an art in consciousness.
Instant transformational properties are a sign of self impeccability.
Conscious invocation is by agreement.

Write in the fields,
hold your sister close,
everything is changing
and you are going to be whisked away.
She will smile at you when your hands part ways
and the auctioneer casts the final decision.
Sold.
Ownership of persons has split bodies,
but the love permeates through time.
In a smile, love rides everything.

And in another place, the invaders ride over the horizon,
and we melt into the hill side.
No one can catch us singing in the wind.
No one will harm us dancing in the sun.

Laughter is the best medicine, even in
the somber circles of ascension.
Stalks of grass pulse with our hearts.


In the fires, we all become ash and the space in between.
Like it's said with everything.

She follows us around in an endless cycle
Shifting Breaking Making
Herself as the instrument,
     Herself as the music,
          Herself as the ears that follow the sound.

We shake when she moves
   Get carried away in her breath
      Get lost in her tears
         Get consumed by her fire
The fractals of nature tell us about the larger patterns
   We are in the stirring of water
   We are in the dance of a whisper
   We oxidize in the starting of a fire
   We sing in the life of a leaf.

All this and more we find in the palm of our hands.
Patterns beget patterns in this trail that never ends.
She spins, we are merely experiencing the dancing.

You caught me falling asleep when you close your eyes,
and you met me half way to the river where our dreams swim in the currents of time.
The silence in the night soaks through the blankets,
seeps through our eyelids,
but it never captures our minds.
I'll meet you there always, that house out of time.
We'll be carried to that place on an eddy from owl wings.
A passenger in my eyes
Blink away the last world of soft cats and dragon kites.
Blink again to invite skeletons holding hands.
Blink again and hands will move,
skin shimmering at the five finger dance.

With the Moons and the Oak standing witness
I began to sing myself out of the ground
As you collected in the sky
Whispering in the wind
Wondering in the stars
You fell as rain
I caught you in my emerald hands
A drop meeting a leaf
A decision to become something more
Under the influence of the process
Butane meeting air
A spark
Then transcendence
To light and heat
Without a single word.
Our hearts keeping rhythm
The Earth spinning, our bodies embracing.