Open your heart,
no matter the consequence

Watch them,
the gods of mortal life
giants
and guides
into proper survival

No interest in our world,
as theirs is different
from the magic
of ours

Carried off
by a magic tornado
of centripetal
energy

into a place we know not,
though one day will find

essences blended into one
a fundamental and holy dance
of all that is

She made an art
out of thinking differently
a beautiful rebel

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

Flex your philosophy
under the influence
Oh weak hearted,
don’t you know that life is meaningless?
will you find value,
or just pretend?

To love is to know,
To love is to live

In time you will find
what this perplexing
fence
truly is

The meaning of life is to feel better,
and help others do the same.

A moldable world
of fear and love
within yourself
you exist
apart
from the
outside

a sacred merging
between the source
and barrier
a simple dissolving
of the illusion

an essence larger
than it believes
grander,
than a thousand suns
in the skys
of the galaxy

the outside is in,
and the in
is outside

a simple breeze,
a gentle whisper
...
everything  
will
be
alright

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

Hurt is a reminder
that love is
required

They are who
chase it
the fleeting
feelings
of illusive
feeling

finding out what
feels the best
and pursuing it
as a lion

sought after and achieved
the strongest
among them

the King takes the
most pleasures
and must defend them
against
the others

a perplexing mystery,
or a feeding
as the Buddha
said

Is this the game?
to find pleasure
and protect
it?
this fleeting
mist
of elated
vapor

follow in the footsteps
of all those remembered,
and see who had
the most
satisfying
life

was it sensual pleasure,
or boundless abundance
that gave the greatest
gifts

forgotten by many,
the answer withdrew

bring it back to the forefront
of the collective
unconscious

a dream arrived
to give the clearest
answer
for a question
barely even there

you feel something is missing?
well it's loneliness, my dear
your investments did not generate
or maintain,
your most important
connections

now you fade away,
into this solitary aura
where you're ripped apart
by an expanding
universe

The dream says, yes!
you must find hope,
in the hidden city,
there exists
a sacred connection,
though you must seek,
and seek hard

this connection still remains,
even for you,
one who ventured farthest
away from home

We all want the same thing, some sense of freedom
Like a lioness in the zoo, so confused yet so sure
That there exists some sort of beautiful lion kingdom
beyond the ideas of her mind’s shore

Natural flowing
an uncovering
of the most basic
fabric

simplicity in understanding
this wisdom
of infinite dimension

uncovered the ancient
mystery
something forced into
forgetfulness

loved one,
awaken into all that is
find your nature
of heavenly
connection

forget,
dismiss
this enemy
of harshness
and concretization

vibrate,
resonant destruction
of this lying
disguise

rediscover your status,
higher than the angels

Step in tune
with the sacred music
awaken in feeling
and see your
reflection
amidst the clouds

She is my garden and I tend to her the best I can.

Art is not perfection, there will always be a flaw. Beauty does not reside in perfect placement of the elements, it exists within the observer's soul.

The foundation is love,
don't you forget that

If you want to feel better,
you can't hide things.

Follow your interest
your emotions and feelings
intuitions and healings
they're all there for you

acient splendor of a city's identity
succumbing to nature's
greatest trick

everything falls apart,
even our gods
of stone

finely tuned
frequencies
of vibrating
harmony

I don't write to pretend i'm deep,
I just am

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

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

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

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

You feel the onset,
a coming of age
chapters that came
now changing phase

pregnant mothers
of children's firsts
hints at marriage
or spiritual birth

Pages turn,
you can't halt it
hope to grow wise
if you can help it

the rhythm of life
is always of change
if you remain stagnant
your skin will age

To see the end,
oh a noble feat
a crying old woman
of 93

she lost her husband
her first and young
this was years ago

arms of iv's
and infected blood

calm doctors
of objective question
silent nurses
at medical attention

Though chapters change,
not all are the same
a spring to come
or hell's cold rain

I wish you the best,
upon your journey

Wage battle within,
an awakening to
purer
truth

defeated an intellect,
a web of neurotic
entanglement
in an infinite
maze

to relinquish this burden,
one in a cloud
and gray storms
of random
electricity

This Mara,
some illusionary
world that
they all
perceive

Surrender this mind
and see reality,
remove the lens
of understanding

hit with a present
and wholesome
place,
distracted as we
once were
from this default
where all is one
and makes
perfect
sense

To choose a pathway, oh a twisting
journey
to find your own way
some task
of impossibility

we call upon God,
and all teachings,
forsaken
and deemed
holy

an intuition
or calling
the introspective
guidance
of the Spirit

glance down further
into an abyss
of unknowningness

select this way,
and follow it
your calling
yours and yours
alone

take this spark,
a gentle nudge at
mystical mystery
find the sweet notes
of angelic whispers
they point you home
with the softest
of voice

Victory is just that,
a choice to go
not to remain

a magnetic draw
towards the optimal
allow it
and don't fight

with this,
you too
will
reach
the
heights

A seeker,
of infinite wonder
set out to
discover
the most incredible
treasure

those of immortal value
in all that they stand,
as time,
the greatest
conqueror
of all

gathered in a
sacred sack
these loving
gems she
stored

however her love
was the motive,
to capture
and share these
treasured gems
to save the others

though when she returned,
from atop the mountain,
no one recognized her
and no one,
would hear her treasure

a life dedicated,
and a life she gave
for pieces of information
that were stored
in the deepest of trenches,
but these she couldn't share,
for no one spoke the language,
the surface dwellers,
could not comprehend the depths

so she withdrew,
into an icy cave,
where she did find some warmth,
in weaving together these treasures
into a shining quilt
made of verse

frozen in time,
the word can be
keep on writing,
and don't be afraid,
to give it
your
life

because they will outlast you.

Let me never forget
we are still on the adventure

monotonous lows
or mountainous heights

whimsical patterns,
of vortex aura
colors in the river
of mystic reds,
follow this order,
of a thousand drums
like the iron
in a mountain
calling you
home

time flows by
as an intricate
trance,
we've found the rhythm
an ancient
dance

through the wormhole
of painted cities
and rock
of molten lava

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

To accept your calling,
a delicate decision
of the most
difficult
in nature

your soul has no voice,
it cannot speak
only delicate nudges
towards something
more

an intuition of a thousand
languages,
though her guidance
is seldom  
sought

find this elegance,
this draw towards
death,
face the pit
and the fears
within it

take the sword,
my dear son
the weapon
of your
purpose

step into the unknown,
and trust the silent
whispers
go farther,
and fear not

enlighten,
enliven,
awaken

rise, and rise again
listen to her call,
her delicate
yet all powerful
force

trust and accept,
your destiny,
all that you are

meet your potential
and listen not
to the world
and even if you fall,
you will know that  
-in the end-
you gave it your all

Attentive eyes
    and nervous jitter,
trembling hearts
await their fate

barbaric practice
of modern acceptation
fear is faced
  in university fashion

Navy blue professor,
    of conductor hands

Those who dare to see
that beauty
is not rooted in conformity

One thing I learned
in my long college career
is that
I don't know a thing

I cannot read minds
nor fix this world
I still fall back to
this broken poetry

The place to be
we thought as youth
though in this life
it's a choice we choose

where you desire to be
is a figment of reality
a plan so mismal
to the burning sun

What faith you lack,
oh guilty one
on this track of life
you chose death!

In this college degree
I learned to see
not through intellect
but through emptiness

Poetry flows like gentle tides
before a hurricane
her sandy shores
anticipate

Three jumps left
and two jumps right
the lord speaks
and I follow

Milk moonlight of divine delight
silky sheets of satin rose
nerves underneath
emit electricity
and birth

Lovers in my past
don't leave my mind
their faces exist
etched in time

Sink like a stone
through deep waters
fall to her blackness
and the dark sea's wonders

thin skin, a lighted hook
neon guppies glitter
in florescent
store light

Take heed when he calls
for the depressed ones
in your life
call

Always help
those in need
for you never know
when you, it could be

Solomon wrote
songs and poetry
they flowed from thought
as divine symphony
of what does this teach you of women?
Solomon had the most
of any man

Be true to yourself
and your dreams will come
not the dreams you've planned
but the one's- you stumble upon

A glimpse of
absolute un-tarnished
presence
I fell spiraling
in a dream

blue eyes of certainty
and truth
it was I
that sent me
into oblivion

What was the reason they said
a choice was made
with assuredness
though this revelation
casts a new shadow
upon all
the land

reveal this essence
some truth unknown
an explorer who's
awakened
into absolute light
though this place
of transcendence
wasn't peaceful

betrothed to doubt,
the brave one
who ventured forth
into this unknown
convinced by
intuition
to take this
crimson pill

a desperate struggle
a clarity of the cage
awakened into
a cell
of the most complex
and dangerous
prison

this entity, this animal
the lion that devours
and wants your energy,
your mind
and soul
with no sparing
of any fragment
of your being

awaken, and reveal
a reality designed
to consume,
your light,
this sacred
and delicate
essence
that must
be
kept
alive

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

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

If there’s one lesson you learn,
let it be that-
Nature is not weak,
and you are nature

Stay immortal,
leave your legacy

Conquer the greatest dragon
rescue the bravest princess
find your hero
deep within

The way you see others, is the way you see yourself.

be set free,
the ancient angel said
as she granted wisdom

presence in the mystery,
and perfect peace
in seeking

this too shall pass,
as all things
other from
the observer

take this glint,
a flicker of magic
and understanding

the wicked too shall pass,
just as the righteous
follow this guide
and uncover
the depths
of all
...

a slight touch,
a sudden flutter  
and energy
moving
upward

awakening,
to the new kingdom
where temporary
is permanent
and death
becomes life

fallen into a grave,
and revived
as a burning
sun

I carry deep sorrow,
for the red words I said

what hurts you dear,
eats me away inside

I've set in motion
Earth's digestion
of all that is
beautiful

.

.

.

.

my grace, my dove
my eternally burning ember

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

Condensed
as the peak of pressure
in the depths
of the deep blue
ocean

some death,
some wearing away of
some force of
equal power

it condenses,
and also blesses,
as each of those
are opposite ends
of the same pole

take this ride,
upon the mind
and see it,
for what it is

forget not in times of chaos,
when all external
seems to evaporate
find peace here
when you're being
tried

for as in sometimes,
the greatest blessings
come from the depths,
and are bestowed upon
those who visit them

the manifesting warrior
of infinite prayer
the one who holds an image
of purity,
when all that surrounds,
is taken away

river side blues
of life's mysterious question
a mind renowned
for it found nothing

From depths of
churning blackness
into starburst
electricity

slow rising light
blossoming
into gentle
infinity

Two steps in and
one step back
the time passes
as a delicate
trance

the bashing of control,
and symphony of freedom
ah this matrix,
has many faces

those who stay alive,
and escape its grasp,
who retain their soul
and sacrifice
nothing

this was the poet,
and his secret power

those who detach,
and transcend from
the structures,
with word
as their potent
sword

keep your freedom,
and stay true to yourself
authenticity has a value
more than a thousand
mountains

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