"for the protection of she who is beautiful in appearance to the seeker of truth and terrible in appearance to that which would harm the seeker, even the seeker's own ego."

OM DUM DUR GUY YEA NAMAHA

AWAKE, shake dreams from your hair my sweet child, my inner one.

Choose your day and the signs of your

                    day. A divinity

          of the day.

Let it be the first thing you

      SEE with your heart.

No more money.  No fancy dress.

     Another kingdom seems the best.

dour faces i'm tired of

           roses want i in my

                   own garden.

A million generations have come and gone under one Sun-LIGHT.

Open the doors of my heart, LORD, I want to see you.

echos of innumerable

         Friends.

Ancesters, sky people, all here today.

Hear my heart song, hear my respect, hear my love.

Hear my greatful tears fall.

I am truly blessed.  You are truly blessed.  We are truly blessed.

i'm tired of sleeping, ready for waking.

fear keeps eyes closed in sleep, while

confidence opens them.

Allah,

         Crazy Love.

What mad desire brought us into being?

the Absolute works with nothing.

be a place something can be planted in.  EMPTY.

dour faces scour the world roughly cleaning scales from eyes, bodies, fish.

(it's safe - you're sober and not sane but on your meds.)

+ you're among friends.

no shame, no game.

a sense of humor

   and absolute seriousness.

(Life and death.)

Let it go!  !

Peace be unto you. MY peace I give to you.  Not as the world gives, do I give it to you.

give me oil in my lamp, keep it burning, burning --

Oh, it must be the breaking of the dawn.

er Rakman, er Rahiem

Allah, who is mercy and compassion.

       you pays, you plays.

echos.  thing's i've heard.

Sri Sri Ravi Shankar says, heard with the heart, not filtered through what it knows or doesn't know. the whole body becomes an ear. listening from the heart. When that happens, dance happens.

Listen inside your mind.  Do you hear the crowd gathering?

Help coming before you call

                                     Allah, Allah.

the sound is the solution.

i said, "forgive me."

HE said, in HIS drunkenness,

no one needs a pardon from me.

no longer afraid, he enters the garden. no longer a worm which devours,

                                                                                   but all the flowers.

Many are bound and drugged herer. Why?

           Come again,

              and again.

Don't break me with promises.

100

         ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

1000

         ways to kneel and kiss the ground.

100,000

        ways.

Give up counting.

Continuity lies not in endless chatter, ego,

nor the Real # line.

Give up owning.

         every tradition is yours.

Contemplate the infinite rose garden that WAS yours from the beginning.

I plucked a rose and was afraid of THE Gardner.

Calm down, he said. They are all for your enjoyment.

don't stop using me now.

touch me like a tamborine.

play a little all along.

purify, re-vivify.

i ask for a reason

         for towards belief or unbelief.

what happens is facts. :) smiley emoticon.

Thanks for the energy keeping me singing along with you and your big band.

transitory, migratory.

white light is colored

with translucent filter

letting a part through

but that part is significant

to some digits.  hands, fingers, feet.

feet are for following a true love.

who but these musicians can stand the heat of the sun?

even if the whole world's harp should burn up -- or just an instrument breaks --

Don't worry.

       the hidden music still plays.

your heart was energized, now you're here.

openness with a critical eye.

you'll be forgiven for forgetting what it is you really want.

Never give up. Don't say die.

but that's just a technical term.

Drawn silently by the pull of the really love.

there's no fake fixing Josh.

no fake could. fake wouldn't fly.

Sea brothers, sisters, drops all.

when in the ocean,

move with the entirety and with every particular.

Nothing was wasted.  All comes back completely fresh.

Remembering the dust you came from,

the worn out shoes and shirt.  Reverance.

Sad from warring.

listen again to my words.

is there a warning?

womb of mercy

compassion of unfolding.

Restlessness cuts a key.

Walk out like somebody suddenly born into color.

Take an axe to the prison wall.

Sweet suyrp slurp where vinegar you've been buying.

Awake, wake down.

Be alert. Don't sleep.

All friendship is made of being awake.