Delicious midnight,
kyanite and citrine crystal bells buzz
& haummm....
Piano notes dance around the room,
some sing silent eurythmy patterns.

An amalgam of pinball gypsy
time travelers colliding--
the timing couldn't have been more perfect
as we rest in the sacred loft
under the metallic ear.

Full Flower Moon
whispers persimmon kisses at 2am.

Here we rest,
a space for the timeless animals,
wounded healers,
soldiers of peace
all seeking a brief respite....
collecting energetic auric heart fire fuel
before we slingshot off in our kaleidoscopic time machines,
candles navigating to the darkest reaches
of outer and inner space.

Here, fear dissolves....

Here, light evolves....

Arcassin B:
Flooding through simple needs,
Like the stem and the seeds,
Its never what it seems,
I just can't put my finger on it,



vague rememberance:
the feeling of a soft breeze,
the crunching sounds of fallen leaves,
its such a vague memory,
i just cant put my finger on it

Arcassin B:
concrete surface not near the liquid,
Being inside you very vivid,
And even when the leaves get timid,
I just can't put my finger on it,


vague rememberance:
the water flows like life with sins,
the cool air brushes my skin,
but when the lights grow dim,
i just cant put my finger on it


Arcassin B:
sunlight through the branches,
Knowing what are the economical chances,
Watching the tree as it dances,
I just can't put my finger on it,


vague rememberance:
*the smell of oak and dew on grass,
answers to questions i never asked,
my old sweet memories i cannot grasp,
i just cant put my finger on it

I once knew a man he hated what he loved
And the ones who loved him served him
They relished in self hatred for who they were
He mocked them for their sexes
Made them submit to their reflexes
They didn't run but who could blame them
They loved the way he shamed them
He hated what he loved.

Underneath all the facade.......
Masked private despair
It is the art of our mind
Which has the ability to cognize
Yet confuse us at times
To be happy.....
To find peace is within
The obstacles are self-created