Matter is of the Lowest vibration, and limited.
Consciousness is at a Higher velocity and is ultimately free.
Yoga is a way to discovery that Freedom.

Crouching Tigers
Dancing Shivas
Crawling King Snakes
Screaming Meemies

Inner turmoil
Outer edges
Lower worlds
Higher standards

Catch-22
****** One
Colt 45
Mustang 5.0

Secret Service
Mystery meat
Unknown soldier
Private property

Wise old owl
Little old lady
Same old sh*t
Grand Old Opry

Make shift
Make due
Make-up
Make me

Round up
Round down
Round about
Round off

Phone call
Cat call
*******
Curtain call

Mountain top
Muffin top
Carrot top
Rag top

Worry wart
Wet blanket
Spoil sport
Buzz killer

Each God is merely
An everyday Person or Situation
These situations, these Gods, these Life Forces
Are informing and revealing
By breathing meaning into these small things
That make up our human life
And human experiences,
Ultimately drawing human beings
Closer to Nirvana
The state of absolute freedom

Search for a Real Love, for one’s Soul Survival
My soul is dying
Where is my ‘cosmic mate’?
I call out to thee – come!

In the First of Days,
Before Death was made up to be an intruder, a mistake or a message wrongly delivered,
Death was temporary.
Like a Snake sheading its skin.
A crab crawling from its shell.
Death was a Renewal.
We Live, dying.

Trees blossoming in the Snow, she loves growing that way
God is in her typewriter, she makes art in order not to die of the truth
Writing is Necessary          
Poetry is Salvation

A confessional writer, brazen and misunderstood    
Her mind so creatively powerful, her head hurt her to death
Writing is Necessary      
Poetry is Salvation

Female liberation from oppression, but not from depression
She reigns and she pours, chaining herself to freedom
Writing is Necessary
Poetry is Salvation

She wears Motivation and Determination on her wrists
Asunder the tides that keep her moving
Writing in Necessary
Poetry is Salvation

Labored calm, dust form into electrolyte
Dirt, scraping orbs of reason won’t obey
Violent winds take the umbrellas to flight  

Shooting down as a neurotic typewrite
Currents, crass! Making havoc throughout the day
Rain hides the distant mountains from our sight

Sounding the alarm, the air gives no respite
Swirls about such as Degas’s ballet
Violent winds take the umbrellas to flight

Planting in our minds the seeds of eyebright
Chaos and confusion are underway
Rain hides the distant mountains from our sight

Wearing iridescent labradorite
No shelter from the storm to our dismay
Violent winds take the umbrellas to flight

We beg you, take us away from ourselves
Mother Nature lay upon us your sway  
Violent winds take the umbrellas to flight
Rain hides the distant mountains from our sight