.


The white Ferris wheel
Stands against the dark black sky
While

A tiny sliver of a moon


                 ( Off to the side  )


Tells stories of an ancient mystery



And the unanswered  question

Of mortality

Lingers



And why we love each other

Though we know we die

Is our truth's bright banner

Which we proudly raise


;:;



The white Ferris wheel

Stands proud and turns so gracefully

We wander the fairgrounds for awhile

And then we finally go home

.

.


tiny urchan village

Ragged


With the bones and dust

The water !

Rage !

Oh

The gods !

)(

We are
Strong !

We are true !!


But it doesn't seem to matter much

Round here

"""

The soft display

The true man !


Lingers

Binds the wounds and bid we bear on


Until

The deed is done

And the trial


Is over

••

The sun rises

The old woman and the man

The child wanders


The young growing boys and girls


Make their own way
And create their own laws

And their own children
In their own worlds
•

And I am glad

•

We rest for a while and move on

We move and for a while , then stay

Forever where we ought to be


•


The  vision of the urchin ragged village fades


Only free peoples remain

in the grandeur of their own choosing

.

.


Well

I guess that's true

( sorta )

You know

In some half -assed way

)?(

You know


Politics and all

:::

Sorta true

Well

True enough to fool the masses

Who want to be fooled


.

.



When we hate

When we rage


We ****


We destroy the children who see

But don't understand

::

We sap the energy from the world


It is pure addiction


•


:::

What will we do about it ?


NOTHING

...

100 million little instances of personal rage ... (?)

WW 3 !

;;

Rage ( anger )

The ultimate terrorism !



;:

******


We are murdering each other !

Really

Yes

Really

We are murdering each other

By our rage
And anger

And meanness  


.

.




Death of the nations


||                              ||

Meditation in the hills


<>


( ah

How we talk of the resurrection

Though none are saved )

))((

0

Wild stallion !

In the hold of holy nature

And god's love

We ride boldly indian mountains

Toward the only true sacrifice

The real blood !

The only sanctity !

)(

Love !

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

•

Wild children

Do not be decieved

Love is not in the domain

Of idle chatter

..

In the silence of pure shared wisdom

Only

Is love known

//

Only in the union

Of human angels

Joined together

To heal everyone

)(

The day dies and we are seen

As we were

Surely

Intended to be



.

.


Are we ever

As a society


Of individual communities

and independent people


Gonna sit down and meditate

And become enlightened

And act in the world from a point of

Personal Sovereignity


OR


are we NOT going to do this

And remain enslaved

To the basically unknown

And uncomprehended forces

Ruling our lives


:

( • ) <> ( • )

/\

+

^

I come

From the holy womb

From the first heart beat & breath .... )

••

( you do too .... Would be my guess ! )

;;

Being in true love is really quite easy

If you walk the 1000 miles unto consciousness

)(

We are a nation without roots

We worship an imagined past

We seek solace
in images of greatness

And great men


~||~

A veil of darkness covers

Our heart   & mind

••

The god we know is gone

Went and got himself a job

In Washington

//

Gonna run for president next time

)(

We sold our birthright for a bowl of

MONTSANO GMO porridge

)(

Our only truth is on Fox News !


::

COME !

AWAY from the half - assed lies !!


Unto the mystic flame

Unto nature's pure nurturing

Unto each other's eye

Into the center of creation !

The first heart beat and breath of life


.