Keep walking
up your mountain.
Hike long
you hike hard.
Stop to relax
with good wine and smoke.
Speak with shamans
about water
and believe them.

Always believe them.

Then when river flows
you be it.
Find your rhythm as you go .
pour yourself through soil
and melt your icy snow.
Find your peak
don't leave it.
Reflect on why your their.
Stay atop your mountain

where you can watch most

of the setting sun.

I lay deep
Inside the Cenote
Eyes streatched out
Over earths cluttered sky
It was a collision of Life up there!
All arround me
And below me
My body now still
I let the bugs pass by
The fish swim calm
Through the water clear green
Arms streatched out
I move body through water
It swims and swirls arround me
And I float on!

I float away!
Watching sky turn into cave
My image of lightness
Pulls away!
I hold my breath and keep moving
I am sinking
I am rising
[my mind pictures deth and what it means to be free]

Splashing back towards the light
I thank Day I am Living
Watch the animals through trees
Hear this great Jungle Beat
Feel the fish swim arround
Look up
Look down
Keep breathing

The rocks!
They will protect me.
They have shown me their mossy skin!
And brought me warmth rooted within their
stony souls.

They love me too.

I look to the left
and remember the Mountain glowing light yellow aside a purple land.
It was the Father speaking to me.
He told me quietly to pay attention.
He is more strict than my mountain
perking up sharp
slicing the sky of blue.
And the cars continue to move,
Ignoring the Sun
however awed without knowing.
The birds can feel the discomfort-
though they harmonize with it anyway.

I pretend there are no people
just me
making them as ghosts
and earth Angles
I am ghostly to them too.

-Sweet cold chills-

*I am not wanted here anymore.
I leave the whole scene
slicing air
that I came through.

I see the fire
and it is Red
red like its suppose to be.
I see my Girl
and she is Happy
happy like she is supposed to be.
I see the stars
and they are Loud
loud like they are suppose to be.
I see the Moon an he is Calm
calm like he is supposed to be.
And the Sun has not yet risen
but it will

Today I saw Life
in nature.
I sat beside it
and became all that was.
It was starry and vivid
light filled
and One.
I stood strong toward its beauty
I stood straight
toward the SUN!
My hands way the shadows
my feet
felt the sky
I said total softly

"we go here when we die"

Shoulders rested on neck shields
stomachs turned right
we lie
changing channels
like Oceans
sink it in
lets get high.

It's a funny thing
when the song you know
to love
gets bleached
onto your sunny day
and all days since
become part
of that sunny tune.

It may be meaningless whilst your mindful listen
then days
and days align
and that song becomes you!

And you talk about that day
as if experienced
in person.
You talk about that day
as if to reminisce
about a moment
you expected to reminisce about.

But just like many others
that day came
and past.
Like others.
And all you have to speak of is that one song.
Like it really meant something
to listen.

It will be recreated in my mind
time
and time
over.

The water that pours
from your greasy faucet
I have found Heaven through you!!
The God of water
that is not there
came for me this morning
after sleeping
at a
truckstop.
I bathed myself into glory!
I washed years go by from land
I saw forever in the distance
while walking back to my car.
These fields I have never seen
though I know I've been here before,
at least I've though about it..