fervor/does restraint help that real thing ripen?

where is that place of “inspiration?” is it a place i can go? can i live there? is it safe? reliable? can i give too much? what happens if i do? can i overstep into something not real? is restraint more real? does restraint help that real thing ripen? or can i live pouring into…

that boring day that led to a crisis

i waited for movement judged that there was none couldn’t end the day yet, this couldn’t possibly be it. i was not present, the buddhists would be horrified. i did not see the cracks or petals growing. i probably didn’t breathe that day. and by nighttime lost in busy city car horns, street signs, dirty storefront window,…

mood: drained // “there was a peace that came over them; peace that only comes when one finds complete acceptance first with themself and then with another.” // “i’m at my deathbed and still not satisfied”

i have slowly settled, molecules, pieces, tingling, descending into the ground and deeper. i am standing as straight as i can   redemption of a gentle breeze, salted   i can barely lift an arm to wave goodbye   gaze at figures and shapes dancing from another dimension the dream dimension i cling to so…

cliffs

peering over the edge of a cliff imagining life into the vastness of nature i’m hardly connected to in this city. peering over the edge acres upon acres  gravity pulls feet to the ground, threatens to overtake, the cliff is dizzying. i could fall, but at least there’s more here. not content to fit fillings into…

this blessed me today

I Got Kin by Hafiz Plant So that your own heart Will grow. Love So God will think, “Ahhhhhh, I got kin in that body! I should start inviting that soul over For coffee and Rolls.” Sing Because this is a food Our starving world Needs. Laugh Because that is the purest Sound.

when you’ve questioned every hand

i am amongst stars we create our worlds if everything we see is created how stuck are we, really? i am wondering how to remain brave, ripen over time – am i ripening? not always seeing the “results” and this is true – if i don’t seek i will not find. but when you’ve questioned every hand that was…

the circus freak show

wide-eyed clowns smile paint caught in hairs dance, dance, dance juggle don’t you see art?