vision to not give up

there is something else  in the distance yes, i see it seems like i am far off but it’s only a mental trick a delusion and i’m not buying it partially because i can’t afford to in the distance is a vision of a bolder person bright and shining dynamic fluid graceful and i am…

boldness

anbient sound louder  more intrusive than previously timelessly aligning  and at the end of the day new dawn mornings of one thousand beginnings and the plants seem to remember  but it’s been a while it’s been a while hesitancy and masked frustration no one wants to be caught not living up rather a sideways life…

inside music

in my favorite kind of music  sometimes you can see space birds flying with sparkly rainbow tails  paint the sky fire red bubbles drift up from the ocean  yellow blue and purple  like a fizzy drink and birds sing love songs to each other songs of togetherness like how drifting and swooping  through the magical…

wind chimes

wind chimes on its own sound rings across the town over bridges  melody through the air wind accompanies me and everywhere i go i see leaves rustling something else is there following me  like an accompanying song

as the day passes

silent waterfall ducks swimming across the water gazing to fish  swimming deep in the depths below on the banks  a tiger watches unblinking then slowly closes his eyes and turns back to hear the whispers of the forest and the wind that rustles calmly through the trees sun on the edge of each ripple and…

magic in the starlight forms

a little magic in the air makes everyone smile a little wonder that turns the edges of the world a brilliant and stunning purple stars drift across the sky fall time constallations running through the stream of starlight eyes open to meet the world ah what a beautiful day! he says  hands clasp upwards as if…

to be connected

i can blink away a thousand miles find the heart pierce straight to it back to memory no distractions no little things straight to the center of what really matters and palpable feeling gushing forward overcomes the distance connects back the pieces to be whole once more to be renewed to love

herbs and spices

a couple herbs and spices in your life to keep your life from being bland to keep you connected grounded back  to the idea of a sacred earth more than an idea this is a reality if you believe it you live it if you help it grow and flourish couple herbs can do the…

I used to sleep

HYPNOS: I used to sleep. I used to sleep and dream. Dream about sheep. Just kidding — I never dream about sheep. Sheep are boring and expected. Still they are cuddly and innocuous little beings. Eating their grass. Baa-ing. Wandering around. Eating more grass. Laying down… what do you think a sheep thinks like?  Do…

what is it like?

More inspiration writing for the play that is a part of the San Francisco Olympians Festival on the god of nonviolent death, Thanatos. Incidentally, I’ll be interviewed about the play along with Veronica Tjioe by fellow writer, Jovelyn Richards, who is the host of a radio program on KPFA, Jovelyn’s Boutique. This will be on Wednesday…