The bells are off
Another friend never by your side
Tip toe around the sky
Genuflect before time
You breath in
and then out
holding hands in a field
Crystal crickets echo Autumn
Winter whispers for dreams

Don't complicate things.

We are Spring
Reassured in Summer

Music is begging you to dance
Each touch leaving you wanting more
Flowers, yes, come closer.
A sizzle on the tongue
and your mouth waters
Brush the hair from your eyes
and you swear
it was much more than that
you whisper
it's always more than this

So I sit
Reading about chaos
Zoos of strange and particular attractors
Thinking that about sums it up.

You're in my dreams
The tides of time
Holding me in your sight
for as long as I might
pretend the light
is right
at night

You're in my dreams.

Catalyze
Synthesize
Shrink down, I'll meet you at Jupiter
I have me, and the world I create
Let's weave,
let's meet
Biodynamically recreate the paradigm of speak

Speak.
A world awaits on each syllable
With sentences speak double double speak.

And so I sit
Reading about chaos
Strange attractions
Particular attractions
Let's rip it to pieces of numbers and see what happens

Happenstance approaches.
According to you, you are
right where you are
which is here.
Heresy!

In it all emergence occurs
everyday is new, and you are as the sun
Bringing a seed to the palm of a lover is all I have
and time.

I have lots of time.

what lies in the sky?
what roams in my heart?

is it all found
dancing between the boundaries of particles?
is it all found
in the hallways of the multiverse?

where lies the sky?
is it in my heart?

where roams my heart?
is it in the sky?

temples of time
coloring my hands
my apparatus for creation
of things seen in the mind's eye
catch what falls from the sky inside
juxtapose yourself for once
make yourself symmetrical

we are a continuity of memories
we are a one of many chains of events

my protons
my codons

copies
self similar
life creating life
an ever sprouting flower
and waiting on the next turn
is one more glimpse
at the great mystery

think large
you are spiraling towards
an event horizon
every end result of every action
will be held on the surface of a point of no return

what do you do?
with your
drop of a
drop of a
drop of a
drop of a
drop of a
drop of
time in an ocean?

well for starters learn to swim
then remember you're water

go towards the shadow of true beauty
an arrow of eros to guide your shine

light in the sky
catching an eye

eros in the wind
ethos in the mind
body aligned
i'm not confined
except the lack of ethos in my mind
and the lack of eros in my heart
and the lack of courage in my will

find it in everything around you.

As the mediums
between ideas and sensations
we have a responsibility
for that which the gods can only be objects of.

And we carry it like wishes on the wind
towards the point of no return
never forgotten,
never gone to begin with.

Why don't you pretend you are everything
and then look into a mirror
then we'll talk.
there is always someone dancing with you somewhere
7 billion people here,

rocking it in our humble spot on an arm of god
dancing around the eye of the storm
in our own little veil
on the fabric of the field of play
in a hallway of mirrors
and in the movement of the line of you that goes forever
music plays at the speed of light
so fast you can barely see it move through you
as it is one song of every song
we are skipping stones spinning around skipping stones
with the ripples coloring our minds.

Quantum Dreams
fill me to my seams
as I lay and question
which direction
the selection of intention
resides.

I am you
I am me
both are a possibility
in this waking dream
found in the sun
when we learn
that the earth beneath our feet
is more alive than we ever were
so pluck your heart strings
and follow the sound
that carries across the ground
and be in two places at once
when your eyes close
and your mind unfurls
out the back of your head
and tell me dreamer
of the places you go
so we may make a map
to leave for future dreamers
it's how it has always been
this is what it means to say
I am immortal
this is what it means to say
I love you

My hands move and the trees move
If you take a moment to reflect the trees existence in your own,
you receive a reflection of your existence from the tree.

So it goes, this is Nascor
Latin for to be born
And isn't this all we have done?
All the narratives fall under Nature,
the future participle of Nascor.

The key is to play in time.
You are being asked to sing, dance, breathe, eat, and drink.
These are ways to stay in homeostasis with the environment
in rhythm to the music

But guess what?
We can know what it's like to be others.
We do it to people we know
We can do it to collectives
and worlds of thoughts
but also
to animals and plants
and whatever we look at
we can try to put ourselves in its shoes.

You simply gesture in the manner corresponding to its behavior
to receive another gift.
The dualistic forms dance under the grace
of everything and nothing in their shadows.
It's a spiritual practice
to speak to anything.