Showing posts with label reflections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reflections. Show all posts

Saturday, June 2, 2012

All I have is my love of love and love is not loving




Stone love - she kneels before the grave
A brave son - who gave his life
To save the slogans
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving

New love - a boy and girl are talking
New words - that only they can share in
New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts

To sleep - through the fleeting hours of morning

[CHORUS]
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving

Soul love - the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love - and how my God on high is
All love - though reaching up my loneliness
Evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him

[CHORUS]

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Memories alive but not remembered. Breathe.









I know it has been 26,000 years and all

It is a lot to remember

But it is coming back.

Or flooding in.

And blooming out.

Into the infinite.

Walking on a holographic tightrope.

The only place to fall is onto a trampoline.

This is wonderful if you already know.

You are free.

But do not forget the illusion still.

And you are not free until we are all free.

So keep on climbing

And keep on falling

Only to jump back up higher

But remember that there are so many others

And the gravity will not secede 

Until we are all much higher.

I am so glad to see you happy

But there may be some more falling in order to reach the others.

There may still be a lot in store.









Friday, May 18, 2012

Dreams






Last night i had a vivid dream i saw an old friend.

I was waiting in a house of a family i did not recognize.

A woman said she could not stop staring at the Mayan pyramid tattooed on my hand.

I was nervous.  Waiting for the arrival of my old friend.

It had been a long time and i was unsure where i stood.

Both literally and figuratively.

On the ground and in her mind.

Where was I?

Arrival.

Awkward.

The surprise turned into a jump

The jump created a smile

The smile made us hug

The hug turned into a dance.

The party began.

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I had a dream the other night that my teeth were being pulled out one by one

It was very vivid and disgusting and frightening

Earlier in the day a picture on the wall appeared to float and move in my friends perception.

In the middle of the dream the same picture fell of the wall and hitting many things on the way down.

I woke up scared, tonguing my teeth to make sure they were there.

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My friend had a nightmare that something scary was behind her. She woke up terrified.

A couple days later her daughter woke up after having a dream of an old witch with no teeth with a book called "the history of mystery"

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Friday, May 4, 2012

it is about that time




do you remember the control room?

do you remember your life laid in front of you like a digital snake?

do you remember the colors you never knew existed?

do you remember what it feels like to fly?

do you remember the giant with a thousand faces twisted and tortured?

do you remember the land of the creators?

do you remember the floating monuments?

do you remember the game?

do you remember that time?

do you remember all of the times you have died and been born?

well?

do you?

because it is about that time.






Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Time speeds up to a grinding halt




Mirrors reflecting reflections of mirrors which are reflecting a reflection for a few other mirrors which happen to be reflecting each others reflection and at the same time reflecting other reflections that came from the other. 

Slowly those reflections of reflections of reflections of reflections start cracking, breaking, shattering.  One by one they all come down.  The veil thins with each lost mirror. Time speeds up to the speed of light in order to reach no time.

A spinning vortex with three lassos around it all being pulled in different directions.  Tired of spinning it will stop.  All three ropes snap. 

Silence.

Rest.

Amen.