Facebook Asks Me…

…What’s on my mind?

Fantasy
Sexual odes to Love,
Iridescent bubbles,
Slow dancing with angels,
Infatuated euphoria,
Transforming,
Music that makes me smile,
Writing love songs to my beloved
Sprung full grown from my brain
After giving me a headache

What’s on my mind…

Dark eyes filled with stars,
Leather and sheesha,
Galloping across the plains,
Mountains in the distance,
Hawks on our wrists,
Flung skywards
Full of prayers

What’s on my mind…

Deep blue evening,
Round pebbles making water speak,
Hung around your neck
Wear me,
And I will wear you,
Leaning on the tree to big to move,
Breathing in you
Breathing out you
In and out moving
Into darkening
Cool

What’s on my mind…

The room The screen The words The end.

Every Life is Epic

Life is a choice.

We don’t have to choose to stay but we do stay. We stay to honour what God made even if no one else honours us. We sing our own songs by ourselves if we must. We wake up every day and keep going even when there does not seem to be a reason to live one more minute. We do this because of Love. In spite of all the things people have said against us we keep on. No matter how alone things are…no matter how many words are written for no reason…nothing matters except the will that says, “Carry on.”

Then, from the floor of the abyss of Hell you look up and see the angels singing, you see the stars shining, and you know you are not alone! There may be no people near but there are spirits everywhere offering you their love and help. It no longer matters what the world will do. Life and death become immaterial. You get up off the floor and stand.

Suddenly God is everywhere! Suddenly the entire universe praises in chorus! All of the petty intrigues and directed wars on this earth are shown in their true light: A play. A play directed by puppets who think they have control of something and have control of nothing. A play written by those who think they know the ‘secret’ and they know so little they would seem like infants who split one atom before the God who made every atom and allowed them to split one.

All we are given to be did not come from our own creation. We were given these things to be, even the things we would call a mistake, we are both the good and the evil. We are the light and the dark, and though we choose we are still destined to live the words written on the fabric of the universe.

Live them then! Whatever they are you have been given to be. Be that!

Never think you know what it is someone else’s job to be. You can only live one destiny here and now. Walk forwards into the strongest winds. If you cannot walk then crawl. If you cannot crawl then roll but do not stop until your heart contracts one last time and that electric force in you is freed to soar into realities we cannot possibly comprehend, within ourselves, as we are here.

When I am so full of love there is no one to give it to I send it out into the nothingness of everything on the wings of song while I think of the beautiful faces and amazing minds that are linked to mine and I know I am never alone no matter how alone I am. Prayers and intent are sent, with every direction of every cell, to pour wealth, success and happiness, even on those I cannot stand because I know very well there are those who cannot stand me.

If it is the eve of the ‘end’ or the dawn of the beginning makes no difference to the circle we stand in.

I love you God. I love you with every tear and every laugh and every sin and every good deed and everything you made me to be. I love you God like I never loved any human being on this earth because when I am alone here and there is NOTHING but me and silence YOU are here!

My reason to be.
My greatest love.

(With a nod to Martin Luther King for an idea)

A New World

Journey light
Epic
Born of the Voice
Coming into Being
Waves of sound
Vibrations
Spirits chanting
Soaring vocatives
Human soul
Eyes
Mind
Skin
Senses recording
Acrobatic light
Transformed
Your beauty
Every angel’s face
Morphed
So pranic thunderous
Waves forever ripple
Spin dark wish
Above and below
Merged
Human axes
Magnetic bubbles
Bursting glorious waves
Living art on dark particles
Sprayed
On the walls of Eternity
Sending Love
Radio active records
Words of dead men
Trapped and released
Sub sonic
Felt in the bones
The brain rattles
Microwaved
You turned back
Whence did it come
The world ends
Recreational rise
Singing the light
Sing the light
Sing it into solid form
Melting lavender limned
Bijli blue
Disintegrated white
Stolen breaths from thousands
Dying
Magnificently
Winds rose into It
Peeling back the skies
Exposing angels faces
Whose hands
Covered those
Who lived to tell It
Re corded events chained
Upon unwilling feet
Dragging unseen weights
In helices
Generational
Carried by the sons
Carried by the daughters
Until light burns light burns light
Burns clearly
Warming
A new world

Perhaps If

There is One who knows us
Our desires, our darkness our light
Our falling away into fear
Our marching in triumphs
Our achievments and joys
One knows all things
How small are the things
We think mean all the world
While we fall like dead leaves
From Winter’s trees
… For ONE…..every generation
Is but a day in the season of forever
Sun sparkling on water
So lovely….this dance
May I have this dance with you?
You told me once long ago
‘If I could ask Allah
For one thing I would say’
“Give me Marry”
I have not forgotten
One sees all things
We may not play with the rules
If we want real happiness
In this world….
Much life has gone
Old songs sung and old games played
Youth lives Love so carelessly
It costs so little
But there is interest in the soul
Later the cost is a mountain
And still For ONE…every generation
Is but a day in the season of eternity
Eye to eye no secrets to ONE
So if you desire to dance with me
May it be your step is sure
Your mind clear
Your self control real
And I will dance my last dance
With my hand in yours
If One answers your long ago prayer
We can make this the last flame
Epic amazement on all faces
Speak your heart in words of truth
If you want my heart to listen
It hears Truth now….
I play music now it will not play me
No more One knows my heart
My intent and My purpose
Are you more than a symphony
Of male hormones screaming
More than lust alone as twilight falls
The sun is gone away….
The stars ride high and old drums
Pound wild rythmns in my heart