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Fah Oct 2013
Asleep in a den made out of
furry dreams
and cinnamon bun kisses

restful peace overcomes the interlude
of restless discord

the finish is a start
harness the power from this reset
there is

hope yet,
for the other realities to emerge from the beat of sun drums and moon flutes
Fah Oct 2013
26w
did i tell you?
my face changes
depending on
who's looking

to some i seem southern spain
to some i seem from the Ashanti tribe.
Fah Oct 2013
Live on the edge of infinites reasons ,

someone once said , you can only see as far as you can think/

and i think that’s true , who sets infinity ?!

why you do silly !

You are the one who enviseges infinities distance -

how vast, is this cosmos we know?...

well for example - the mitrochondria inside our cells know of the vast micro cosmos,

and we too ,

on our human scale -  are knowladge and wisdom and also a part of....


......... ...... ............... ............ a vast cosmos in cosmos in situ .............. ....... ............ .................

...playing out - dancing in..
on scales so small - so vast

so un-finite

who’s to say ; we haven’t found it all!

in the stars that are written in the dew drops on a saturday morning?

or at the bottom of a bowl of soup ,

- who says that we are only whole with another -

who are we to say ... "we are only friends of nature"...

why we are nature silly!


we are natures

very nature.

~~~~~~

i've experimented some , on myself and found that : do something with care , patient and slow

work at it

let is blossom and grow

and vioolaaa!!

Masterpiece dish finished.

now let’s eat.

Chin chin ,

cheers m’dears !

To be-ing and beings .

To the dust motes of magnificence

here’s to **you.
Ahhhh just 6 weeks somewhere.... in somewhere new/old can make all the differance and to return here again to ANOTHER new/old place....
Fah Oct 2013
Butterscotch Dark Chocolate

Infused with rose quartz

dragonfly transfiguration elixer
Fah Oct 2013
Afternoon light cascades onto ocean skin ,
momentarily turning the water a fine gold shimmer -
light dances merrily , shifting as the plane turns southwards - Equator barrier broken

Welcome to the Southern Hemisphere !

Cloud islands mirror
ground islands .

Puff ***** create architectural feats not known to humanity.  
Flowing with the wind , creating substance out of thin air
the ultimate magicians trick ,
Above , thin wisps of stratus clouds brushstrokes seamless onto sky glaringly iridescent and soft all at once.....hey look! ..... way out in the distance , towering cumulus on their way to becoming cumulonimbus thunderstorms , steady growth of stacks even out when a cold air bank has been reached....the sky writes love letters to the earth

in his cloud postcard snapshots , yet - it is a serenade from them both

Earth offers the waters , the dust needed for the molecules to bind together -  sky transmutes them in his belly - with shifting winds and earth curvature the color palate spectrum .

the offspring , playing in between two worlds
belonging to no one arriving and departing , shape shifters

whole landscapes whirling in amongst themselves , remain unseen,  save for the few souls in tin machines hurtling along in the presence of natures finest high sky views.

Azure crisscrossed with opaque whites and rapidly turning dusk eggplant purples , wild and free form mingle with voluptuous orange streams of liquid light , hiding in the shadows the ‘day’ comes to an end ...

Does natures delicate hands sculpt the static water molecules knowing that there is beauty there ,


i have yet to fathom how such a gracious glory goes un noticed by many ,

luckily , for us , as we destroy every other aspect of earths eco system - the bold sky still remains ,

In the city doldrums and slums high rises
or slums on ground
or mansion view

the sky still bears dow the art works of sunset and rise ,
of cloud shifters and shapers , movers and shakers
still offers a connection to natures heart to remind us , of the magnificence that is our world. That is our home,

although - i have been told - under the surface or in this case , above the surface , here too has been attacked , pumping deadly toxic fumes into water ways
and lung ways

knowing all the whilst that this will do more harm than good

and here is where i , still struggle - i’m writing this on the plane -

a carbon dioxide emitting , fossil fuel guzzling , corporate ******* of a business .

but i need to get places , and go long distances in the shortest amount of time possible ..
Fah Oct 2013
silver lines the trees
and gold lines the skies belly

strip of pink azure highlight the docile clouds
as the pine forests rise up all around
a mist devours the eye line
and as it does cloaks my clock
time stops
it doesn't exist here
no more are we bound to the slave driver of 24 hour monotony
but the metronome strikes one
two
three
minus seven

plus twentyfive cupcakes
filled with a blackberry light jam capable of aiding in levitating your shoes
the mist unfurls
and a mountain peak emerges as i run towards the ever rolling stones
that gather no moss
but pass
by the chicken and chip shops to wards
green earthyness
and fresh produce
Fah Oct 2013
In amongst the lost souls who believe they are found, some let the tides carry them amok ending up on the shores of time
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