Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Death...13

I pulled a tarot card at dance last night. Card 13, the Death card. At the end of the dance I found out that the owner of the dance space's son died the day before. Here's what the card read.

Strike!
Venom races to the heart.
Burning sensations invade the flesh (Oh this can't be happening, please don't take me)
But tears evaporate quickly in the heart of the callous fire; cries are muted by the collapse of the facade.
Then all is emptiness.
Out of the drama of death, surprised awareness arises like a phoenix from the ashes and takes flight to the land of hope.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

My lover

Love hurts, but I'm melting
You are part of me
You touch my body
I get you, I feel you, I want you
I want to play with you
Swim in the ocean, play amongst the waves

Love scars, it's written on my face
But my love for you runs deeper
To the core of my being
I'm overflowing, like the tide rising
I fill all the cracks
And warm your soul

Love heals, it sets me free
Dissipates the bars of my cage
To take the leap of faith
And fly with you
On a path of big love
My lover

Thursday, October 18, 2007

DMT

A piece of the puzzle...clicks
Taking me closer
To the sound of the sound
...the source
Where instruments play their bodies
And me...
I no longer exist

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Waiting in the line at Burning Man


Opens door, steps out, folds arms, SIGHS
I think, hmmm first time
Maybe that attitude will change
After all this isn't the checkout line or security at the airport
I love this place
I step out, grab a beer, mmm sweet plaaaaaaaaaaaya
I love everything about you
You are the vacant heart

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

What's Real

Sometimes i think about impermanence. With so much change daily lately I'm finding it hard to hold on to THAT.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

The Hotrod

I remember being about 5 y.o and my Dad having a tear in his eye as he was watching his old hotrod being towed away from the back yard of Nannas.
I didn't know why Dad would be sad about someone taking away my cubby house.
Then he looked down at me and said " Son, I was hoping that you would do it up someday and race speedway like me "
hmmm... I guess that didn't cross my mind at the time.

Thursday, March 1, 2007

Enfield Love

I’ve travelled to India in 98, mainly the north. I love bikes and saw some some kick ass Enfields there. I want to buy one when I land there and give it a run for it’s money.