To give, to jump,
to reveal fully
and offer up
a living
sacrifice

what deeper meaning is there?

You forgot the core meaning
the deeper truth
in why we do
what we do

A vital ingredient,
the foundation of
life
to develop and grow
into our
fullest potential

like the redwood tree,
and the poppy
the huckleberry bushes
and the bobcat

why aren't you on track?

sitting around hoping,
dreaming and sinning

cease the day takes on
a different meaning
as in each day,
your opportunity
for growth exists

wake up!

Actualize the life you desire,
make your wisdom true
grow as a redwood
and reach the sky

Laws of the universe,
principals of
existence

that of opposition
and friction,
some transformative
effect
upon
all
growth

Seek not comfort,
explore the medium
a dividing line
of optimal
force

Find your opponent,
the shadow
of all that
you seek
not

your friend,
a foe
and reservoir
of untapped
energy

collide and construct
unlock this
potential

become who it is
that exists in the light
all you are
and who you're meant
to become

I met a figure
of darkened glamor
he told me to look
inward

the introvert
has a power
the silent
observer

treasures present themselves
and reveal
their shining
location

mapped out
and planned
a trajectory
well
calculated

find this energy
of peaceable
conscious
and take heart
when the music
stops

the precipice
of genesis
a growth
into
new
creation
and more channeled
vibration

Challenge and crack through
concreted philosophies
of dead thought

resurrect life,
as a delicate
blossoming
of sun like radiance
and life
more radiant
than the moon

Stand up for life,
a tuned in frequency
that you once knew

Have you forgotten
from where you came?
Do you mock
the once sacred?

The original form,
the holiest vibration
and wholeness
of mind

so familiar
and so loving
it leaves
no room for confusion

vibrations, chemicals
radio waves
and frequencies
all attempt to pull us
from the divine
state

though those who glimpse,
in whichever medium
the certainty of
absolute truth

no intellectual guessings
or maps or scripture
it's a present reality
of one form

glimpse the hints
of galactic speakings
and chase them
with all
your might

Sounds of delicate melody
flowing upon winds
of sacred
deities

trickling energies
of newborn
essence
and blossoming
of something
better

running in circles
and chasing the sun
a new reality
in time
originality
this pure breeze

I said it carried magic
some invisible
radiance
it brings to life
the seemingly
lifeless

Pulses of ignition
in reigniting birth
a gentle infinity
of contractions
and expansion

contrasting efforts
of opposition
wisdom is desired
though the one
is divided

You can find it here,
so hold on

It's not to ignore,
to pretend
nor blind
oneself

Love is,
something reckless
a delicate feather
a quietly
burning ember

an ember
that stands against the wind
and only becomes
brighter

Evil is here,
and always present
though it's our duty
to love

to love is to live,
and it can be difficult
though persist on
because
it's the best
you can
do

There's a more sacred mind-state
A wholler feeling,
like everything is alright
It seems we've forgotten
this original
and perfect
place

Where death doesn't exist
and the tricks of Satan
are all but present

Rise again into new-life
increase the vibration
us collective,
humanity

let us demand heaven
and pull it down here,
you and I,
my fellow
rememberer

Was it the demon
who struggled to emerge
the entity or essence
I battled with

or was this energy,
my own soul?

who was it I wrestled,
this thing
that struggles
to
emerge

Suppressed, stifled
not listened to
something to be ignored
and repressed
as a
dangerous
dragon

though was I at war,
with my own essence?
an energy signature
unique to I,
the purest form?

Forgive me,
for I've sinned
against God,
and my own self

Let the soul emerge
into new life
a dusting off of
crushing dust

let it rise
because in it
is life

not an enemy,
though a whispering savior
and the tree of life
an ever-present friend
that of
a million lights

sit back and breathe,
remember your essence
and change your perception,
this is not an enemy
but a sacred and dear
guide into the infinite

blossom gently,
and rise rapidly
and don't fail
because this,
this,
is your mission.

Persistent delving
into the mystery

an everpresent dose,
of ecstasy
this taste
and recognition
of hidden
meaning

reality,
the recognition
and awakening

the presence and stillness
of all that
Is

find your ground
and witness this mystery
in the present
and everlasting
moment

Awaken,
awaken,

to this meaningless
place
where laws seem to
hold it
together
yet the laws
are of the same
essence

unveil some energy
this uncovering
of vibration

Who told you
it's illegal
to feel great

why do you believe
that vibrations
of higher realms
are unattainable

don't you know
that hell is your mind?
and in the minds of others?

you can rise higher,
there are new places
and sacred feelings
that exist
within  
your
reach

though bear it in mind,
that those in hell
fire shots
at those who rise
not of their own accord
but from their own
ignorance

thoughts precipitate
upon burning rocks
evaporating
into the atmosphere
feel the kiss
of burning moisture
and remember
...

remember,
you are in control
you are the creator
the shaper
of a more
sacred
reality

take your power back
and use it for good
mold this mess
back into something
more beautiful

Share your energy
that mitigates fear
help those who struggle,
calm down
and smile

step into this current,
this magical current
made of love

regain your sight
remember to hear

see the temptations
evaporate
as you gently
and humbly
take the scroll
of your
mission

listen close
to this present moment
where all truth resides
and lies dissipate

this sacred space

Stepping into the ether
an effervescent radiance
of the unknown

a calling for something higher
a hero's journey
into alignment

though here in this place,
this place
so very few
find

the dark becomes the "other"
and wants to ***** it out
this light,
this sacred light
you shine

soulful mentality
with serpent like wisdom
you venture forth
keeping guarded
your sacred light

ah, the demons,
the innocent monsters
of their native land
the dark

something irritates them
when this light shines
it needs to be killed,
put to sleep
and made like the dark

my friend,
if you feel this light
I am with you
until the end
follow it,
listen to it
for she
will guide you
home

into some higher form,
a more tuned in
frequency
nonsense to some
though pure truth
to us

listen close,
she whispers as a friend
and sometimes screams
when you're in danger

drop deeper into the essence
the bless'ed calling
of all God's people
people of the light,
people with a calling

carry on, for in the end is death
and it is the same for all
though don't let death
stop you

It's alright to say no,
as no is
an option
in reality
just as yes

find a flow
some rhythm
of intuition
listen to your guide
she'll lead you
home

grasp this flow
of speaking no
see where it leads,
perhaps somewhere
different
than
yes

sacred magic
of starlike
electricity
courses through
neurons
into infinite
awakening

magic, this sacred magic
gives life meaning
a combustion
and the ignition
of some holy
engine

find this truth
if you're far,
remember this calling
my dear friend

He said to climb,
intensify your frequency
and dial it in
to absolute clarity

tune your frequency,
find those sweet notes
and make sure your words are right
with all those you reach

The universe speaks,
unveiling cosmic mystery
through the
subtlest
messages

You are on your path,
so listen to
the hummingbird
he'll tell a story

Fell through a
thousand suns
into an abyss
of grinding
darkness

suppressed and forced
to stand up,
or die

what is this place?
a genesis,
a sprouting
up of
creation

claiming my own power,
my own will,
my own essence
of humming
core
energy

rooted in freedom,
the soul is,
as delicate as a dove
and cannot be
contended with

listen to her,
listen to her,
listen to her

Open your heart,
no matter the consequence

The knowledge,
it points to a destination,
what is it that
I am trying to uncover

a common thread,
some hidden meaning
some piece of
truly sacred
knowledge

a blind hope,
and heroic
determination
that is,
unto death
for this
secret
hidden
truth

a pure vibration,
some holy utterance
of deeper truth

for meaning,
for weight,
for actuality
a duality
between
vibration
and
matter

It's there, right here
said the angel

Upon the outer rims
of human communication
away from the mundane,
the easily accessible

minds that feel and think,
souls that reveal

adventurers of spirit,
they who venture far
with absolute vulnerability
and exposure

It's in bliss,
in deeper meaning
a lonely place
far out in the ocean

though like Columbus,
the poet brings it back

the farther she goes,
the more obscure
the meaning

there's no material reward
in this seeking
so why must they go?

revealing a thing,
beyond human communication
a deeper calling
and higher honor,
not honor amongst men
but of creation

accessing places,
and sharing them with others
through our only medium
that is poetry

Whether God be emptiness,
a blind and empty void

Or God be himself,

You can acknowledge
that there exists

a creative force

Poetry,
I say Poetry,
It's my life story

Nothing contrived or made up
it's in the graceful
and everlasting
passage of time

present complexes
of a thousand suns
we gazed across the ocean
and met with intensity

find purpose in meaning
and truth in eternity

found my way, oh
this sacred path
of dripping words

for you, I write
and for all

Fell into a dream,
spinning in clouded
tunnels
into a realm
of questions

What is the purpose
of all that we see?

She said it's in duality,
in extremes,
the borders of
all that is known

the answer is both
good and evil,
hot and cold,
everything and nothing
at the same time

how could it be?

we took a step into the unknown,
existence itself
is evidence of a miracle

find your way, in time,
your temporary journey
will become permanent
and your limited span
will become unlimited

your uncertainty will be certain
and history will become present

Find rythm,
a delicate balance
of exposure and
hiding

sacred utterances
of the heart's magnificent
whispers

listen to it,
for she is sure
of her paths

energy screams
and awakens
a sudden
remembering
of what
your  mission
is

Channel this,
focus it
and obliterate
the devil

rise into life,
the living water
you didn't know
you missed

Remain balanced,
secure as a redwood
in an ocean
of movement

inhale his warmth
and energy,
the sun
your sacred guide
into the infinite

adamant, persistent,

to become whole
is the mission

You can't be so paranoid
as to check every action
with scripture
live in trust,
and grow in hope

Become who it is,
you know you are
and reject any
opposition

grow as a tree
into whichever one
it may be

A logical takedown
presented and countered
a mystical gest
and strategic retreat

I squared up with God,
and he was the same

Donned the artillery,
and organized forces
armed as Khan
with the world's finest

I squared up with God,
and he was the same

Targeted his pawns,
the weaker ones
and sniped them
though they grew stronger

I squared up with God,
and he was the same

Disintegrated logic
evaporated power
and fury
replaced by humbleness

I squared up with God,
and he was the same

A breath of defeat,
and a simple recognition
of who it is I'd been wrestling

I squared up with God,
and he was the same

For in 30,
is not seeking,
rather the time
to put into play
all that was
collected

time drips by
effectively,
though in each stage
a new offering

a new time to become,
a new stage of growth
a new character

step into bliss,
in eternal wander
found here this
new reality
of endearing
opposites

Time is a construct,
and eternity is always present

A ghost became a sheet
empty in soul
carried away
by the calm breeze  

Corrupted by righteousness
dying to life
and living for transition

God in your pocket,
a small egg when paid attention
a great boulder when ignored

Permission to stand with the greats
evaporated with heat
a garden desert
with blossoms once filled
now made empty
as it was

The higher the heaven,
the deeper the hell

tuning in,
to those who listen

The grandest illusion,
is afoot

a mind ripped free,
from tentacles
of parasitic
creation

a maddening journey
awaits they
who dare

In wartime,
our music emerges

tsunami of thought
and consciousness  

our music sings
to the innocent rebellion

volcanic memories
of skin tanned sands
and gentle people
savvy
of community

I find you fascinating
an americanized
culture
who's idol
rejects them

Again again,
a younger feeling
thought to have outgrown

Again again,
the same beginning
I once had

Lost as ever,
with only lesser hope

finely tuned
frequencies
of vibrating
harmony

darkly tangles
of twisting emerald death  
into darkness and beyond
this endless maze

we found in fear,
there was no one to hold
our ability for connection
has faded away

I remember,
yes, I remember

I have survived
this babylon

of rasta colors
and a lonestar
stance
samurai mentality
and chaotic
thought
a seeker of wisdom
from trees and Christ
the practitioner of war
and meditation

We’re trained at
manifesting realities
and that can be
dangerous

learn to find the bright side,
and think of that

live it,
to the best of your imagination

Salvation is not in the world,
no conditions could
make it right

A magician can only go as far
as their imagination

Cast ingredients of
silent awakening
into a seed
of conscious energy

emerge from ocean depths
of deep blue
churning energy
into redwood stature

unite with light and the frequency  
that shatters,
disintegrates
any opposition

flow freely though life
cancel your subscription
to collective thoughts,
free yourself
from poisonous energy
and seek life

I am an outsider
who foresaw the day

the poetry changed

my spirit was sensed
in presence and stillness
a calmed version
of static reality

drifting deeper
into one vibration
a tone that carries us
away

I like it
when the world is
calm

stable,
as nature is

with direction and purpose
no confusion
in the air

Don't let other people's
ideas
pollute your,
experience

Armageddon,
friend
why it's
here

fall

as

a

teardrop

into the essence
of rising
freedom

orange morning light
and snow-flake ash

the taste of burnt manzanita    

fire to the north,
fire to the south
a valley enclosed
in uncertainty

apocalyptic sun
blotted out by
smoke,
a color just as beautiful
as it is eery

The light burns,
though it’s something
we all must face

There's no place on earth,
more peaceful than
the redwoods

You have seen chaos,
fire,
and have persevered

with lessons etched in time,
your cascading wisdom
nourishes the land

strength in community
and bliss in
stillness

ancient things,
of marvelous
manner
I am forever grateful
for your calling

Hurt is a reminder
that love is
required