It was those red rocks.. from the old red mountain It used to be a volcano... washed up in the mud from that great old flood the ocean was looking for more of itself asking the sand if it had salt too? and I was looking for rocks to lay up the foundation after old … Continue reading to the bedrock
Month: December 2016
something in the chest begins to open up when love is truly initiated when care has been taken more than the unfolding of a flower the planting of a seed in moist earth a bew world begins to come into being alas it flows outward from the chest it allows the creation to take its … Continue reading
In the construction of magnetic fields. patience, Love, not blind but sees all without barriers without rules follows a long song never says die in the construction of magnetic fields abundance savioring savoring just the thought of touch was enough although it was late..
You were sick coughing fits poles towers powers broadcast your infection the birds were still singing it was fall it was a mess... so we entered into paralell existances and we healed apart energy has a way of catalizing a muse near or far...
its a piece here and a piece there. Its finding that spot and when you pulled on the loose rocks.. All of it came down It wasnt anyones fault God charged us with it everything else has its place everything is touching everything else a wonderful blessed union even the devil had to laugh.. the … Continue reading we rose to their greatest depths..
branching feathering out into a fractal image hologram spiral upwards i see an angel of tantric dance masters entering into magnetic fields we sit in darkness,two lights. brightly fixed on one another blind to nothing it was the way you first looked when my chest opened up i carried your baggage with ease..
surrounded and enveloped by her magnificence they embraced in harmony the greatest Queen of the night in all of her layers encompassed the sun..