Perceptions are relative,
lives in lives
start at twists of fate , one moment too late ,
one too early
open the doors
No matter which way it may seem , crudely put as good and evil

harmony strums from both

Nothing but made up sorrows! Encased in the ignorance of *** for tat reality!
Every second is different , that is the beauty of it
I present to you a new fangeled idea! You've seen the PAST
you've heard about the instant FUTURE , but

a special today , really really sumptuous , the PRESENT !

Subject to change- constantly

LOve
Ve
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drips like sugar water into the once heavy womb of my heart space , the energetic debris from tsunami waves , the riptide pulling in layered insides revealing prayers materialized
dreams actualized, work finalized  , pieces fit together in the most miracles i've seen in so short a time

Living our reincarnate lives, within this one , the unraveling tendencies of parallel  realities that merger in the spiders fresh spun web of glittering pearls
just like the Buddha said , are we not all Buddhas too?

meat machines being driven by holy spirits no less ,
angels in plain clothes
third eyes expose the truth behind every face
a feathered friend sends messages and the constellations of cloudscapes aid in delivery , soft wind , hard wind ,
fire reduces all to ash ,
some flowers bloom only after a forest fire

forever are the courses running closed , to be in their eternal mind a fool to think things end
they only ever stop to start again,
finish to begin
anew afresh
thunderous rains slap at the pavement from the 15th floor
sheets are seen
moving in their own cyclonic storm whirls
nevermind the sky scrapers or monorail
hit hard at the concrete creepers scaling the air

less a jungle more mountain chain of robotic tendencies

sleeping pill
on sleeper trains overnight to andaman adventures
or on bus rides to and fro to mountain heavens
naps in car rides to taxi number of 411 and 611

awake for the sunrise only to sleep through the day , lazy beach walks
spent weeks in hammocks that bleed
family tree spreading down the roots have been found

peace to the world
is peace in the now
peace is won , my friend the doldrums do end
the pacific shores rise east and west surface
marvel a glass marble containing clouds swirls and tropical flowers
balloons float skywards
no choice but to let them float , and flow
with the change of pace , the change of place , forge on ahead
forging the sword in the fire flames cut the hair
change the name
invent a new game
play old games
if you dare

they have are old and friendly , they wise
to know the place that is truly home , can't choose your family but then they are just old friends

pressure breaks eventually
patience
patience
patience

WHERE the black bird grows brown wings ,
sunlight streams through the tree's like fresh lime juice
WHERE the seamingly seamless seams of time's cosy blanket slip and slide like jelly on plate
Simple pleasures of butterfly wings and fallen feathers
So it will be ,
whatever it will be

Skips in linear time , allow glimpses to past present future in the now , safe in the bear hug of universes subtle touch

ludicrous , how humble i feel , for all the love i have received from all i meet and all i greet
awake before my alarm , to re-dream of the merging mind and body collide and sink into the endless bubbling brook

my share , of the bounty , harvesting the plenty , living in eternity within human form or without