Wednesday, May 28, 2008

and the smell of campfire follows me everywhere.

i'm leaving, but even the old places seem new. and this new place seems familiar.

like i've been here all along. and you're all here with me.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

coming home, everywhere

i'm going all over the place, but i never leave home. and everywhere i go there is family.

home is not this box with windows. the only windows i have are these eyes. and this heart is my fireplace; it keeps me toasty warm.

this love is my telephone; call me.
the lines are always open.
there's nothing sissy about love

private worlds in a great big public place

hands in pockets
fingering change
private jingles
and this collective hum

Thursday, May 15, 2008

i'm simply plagiarizing here

"the more humanity strays from its origin, the more we deny our bond with nature, the farther from perfection we become.

we are the only creatures on the planet that use symbols in reference to something else. we use symbols for absolutely everything the mind can conceive of. there is at least one word, or icon, or gesture to insinuate everything our five senses can detect and then some. but along with this beautiful gift comes a flaw.

most people are unwilling to seek and create their own interpretations of these symbols. instead they blindly submit to preconceived definitions and connotations given by sources unknown. because of this, many things have been predetermined in our understanding of life without our knowledge.

words can be perverted and used to manipulate rather than to inform. symbols can be used to segregate rather than unite. and those given the responsibility and the authority to disseminate information to the public possess the ability to do with it what they choose.

listen carefully."

http://www.talismanicidols.org/video.html

make two hours. watch to the end. go from there.

Saturday, May 10, 2008

every day's your birthday

everything is a gift. don't be so ungrateful. you haven't even unwrapped it. you don't even know what it is. you'll be surprised by what's inside.

every day, we celebrate.

this game of spin the bottle

i'm spinning everything positive these days. so if you have balls in the air that need spinning, you've come to the right place.

shalom

Friday, May 9, 2008

outlaws welcome

i'm digging this living. i'm digging and digging and digging and digging and fuck the holes. i'mma play in the dirt. excuse the cuss words. (i don't mind them. let's just not be lazy about anything. especially especially not words.)

and if we can always be rejoicing... perfect. orchestrated.
(violins, please)

my shovel is this joy.
do you need me to hit you over the head with it? because i am not opposed to this kind of aggression. if your army is hostile.

all this time, i've been building a very secure wall. and the villagers are well-fed, cooperative and peaceful. the drawbridge is always down, but we will raise it if there's trouble. and don't plan for surprise, either. we have divine messengers - they know everything.

but anyway, don't bother attacking. you can't steal from us, because we're just giving it to you. upsetting your take-take with a little receive- receive. and we're inviting you to banquet. and take in the cathedral. we had some very special people doing the stone work.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

voila. and flowers bloom.

i did that?
well, You're just doing Your thing aren't you?

this is just a contact high.
and i am just another groupie.

lessons inside these headphones.

and the more you love you love.
and the more you love you love.
and the more you love you love.
and the more you love you love.
- jimmy gnecco

and the more you love you live.

take a walk with me between my ears.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

i have these hands

and He works through them

toes and fingers

pay attention
to the tension
and watch it dissolve

in your eyeballs
in your eyebrows
in your eyelashes

in your shoulders
in your knees
in your elbows

in your nose
in your ears
in your hairline

in your jaw
in your teeth
in your tongue
in your gums

and it's gone now,
isn't it?

these tired bones

i couldn't stand on my own even if i tried.
and i've tried.

and look at me! standing, and jumping, and dancing, and leaping.

give it up.
and don't take it back.


and invite your friends and all their tired bones.