Spirit walker what can you tell
standing amidst us silent and still
weaving our souls into a tapestry so rich
each silken thread a story to tell
you catch our tears in your soft white hands
watching us weep in a fervent prayer
so many voices inside your head
screaming out from the bones of the dead
take me with you oh spirit walker
for I am prepared for the journey ahead

My glances surreptitious
and from a distance

with a certain amount of concern
and now i've learned
that i am not the strongest person

i know and my life is so,
so small in comparison.


r ~ 12/17/14

Amid the soils and grit of
life and pleasures   pursuit
of happiness may one find
the fruit of perfection? In some museum
eclipsed in heaven?
Or on Madison Avenue or on a magazine cover?
Or in some religion?  What sect?
Or may we have as much luck planting a banana
peel in a hole we dug and filled with ****?
Positive outlooks are necessary, but roses don't grow here
in December and bananas are imported and petroleum
is now cheap and internet is wireless
and lunar eclipses and we all arose from some explosion
and , god forbid, my parents had ***. Otherwise,
I would not be here writing, this ****.

Do you know Solomon of love? Cause I can tell you about the love of Solomon.
Solomon cries, he has issues, issued in a male-magazine. Magazine to refill our knowledge that all MEN are created equal.
This has nothing to do with an athlete called Oscar Prestorius cause Solomon never owned a gun. Gun gives birth to a metaphorical insult known as "Son of a Gun"
Bullet is the name of my girlfriends Dog that triggered her father to shoot in the air.(BANG!) But Bullet's bite is not as loud as his bark (personified). And Bark is the name of tree we engraved the date of our first meeting I had with Delila. And I hope that oneday we'll plant seeds of love and grow our own family tree...

My essay, Changency, is a meme
This meme has been growing inside of me
I've been a carrier
Many of us have been

I'm not a benevolent character though
I've been purposely placing the memetic material on blankets
And leaving the blankets in local trading posts
I call these 'trading posts' bookstores, universities, colleges, schools...coffee shops, pubs, restaurants, etcetera

The beautiful thing is that these memes aren't really on blankets
The memes are encoded on the backs of knowledge, truth, and authenticity
They come from a place of pain
Evolution can be painful (but does it have to be?)

Three dimensions are easy to comprehend
Four, sure just add time
What about spacetime?
And a fifth dimension...I don't really know what that means...but some do and they're watching, listening, waiting, and loving us

When is a white horse not a horse?
Ask le chinois

What is the white horse prophecy?
Ask Joseph Smith (maybe even ask Mitt)

When Jupiter winks
I think

When Black Elk speaks
I listen

When Venus whispers
I long

When Seven Kingdoms fall
I go beyond the wall

When a red and a white horse enter the dragon
I go have a martini

Remove the mask
Strip to essentials
Remove the ballasts

A crossroads
An intersection divine
Don't rue the darkness on a boulevard of light

Lucifer's here
Will the deal go down?
Or are you hedging on up?

Flying in on the back of truth
As an agent of change
Write your own contract

Be just and align
Oblige yourself with Self
'Be like water my friend' (Bruce Lee)

Fill that vessel up
To overflowing
A soul is pedestrian

An overflowing soul leads to changency
An over~soul (Emerson)
Define your cosmology

Uninitiate is a good initiation
You have to strip your house down
To ensure true pitch

Attuning for those forks
A hollow reed
For a river of truth

Heaven is in drop of water
To one in dire thirsty throat
Heaven is in a loaf of bread
To one with burning hunger
  
Heaven is in a place of fire wood
To one faced with a freezing cold
Heaven is in a cool breeze
To one exposed to scorching heat
  
Heaven is in a floating log
To one drowning in deep sea
Heaven is in a fire proof jacket
To one caught in blazing flames
  
Heaven is in mother’s lap
To a baby nestled down chest
Heaven is in spicy spouse
To a person in pursuit of pleasure
  
Heaven is in winning short term war
To one seeking long term peace
Heaven of known life is more precious
To one and all of morbid mortals
Than off life heaven unseen unknown

By leading with heart
Using a guillotine

Is where some start
Following Zen

And learning to crawl
Through ration of arts

Savouring the indelible sweetness
Helps lead the precocious

Enjoying inclusions
Doesn't have to preclude

Seeing with eyes
Can lead to deception

Best plant the seed
Using inception

That's why the Queen of Hearts
Whispers *off with your head