Rejoice in this Gift to Transmit

Greetings Amazing ones. I was blessed with the opportunity to read this poem with the Living Alliance of Love @ a gathering featuring a super potent prayer-formance by the Godess Alchemy Project and a set by the headlining band Ka’nal. Then Sunday I got to spend the whole day with my Sister, Brother in Law and Beautiful Niece Nyomi, we went to the american river and she floated around in a crazy psychadelic chicken. I’ll try and get some pictures of all of the above.
here’s the poem. bless. dragonboy.
in this voice
rejoice in this gift to transmit
rejoice and know
that my word is sacred
for, were I to stumble but one split second
each life inside of each life inside of each life
would know it
each layer upon transdimensinal layer would echo the affects of mal intention
shot back through time
was awoken
to the foulness of the venomous dialect I a had so hastily chosen.
and once known, one must give thanks
for this sentient feedback mechanism
the cosmic tuner for the tone of each dreamer
remains whole heartedly
souly aligned with the rise and fall of her tides
connecting the bridge
to choose the words
whose true meaning lay hid
until the heart is
wide open enough to ingest the
akashic tale of internal remembering
an ever expanding luminous volume of the
sacred readers digest
each chapter
a loving memory on her eternal quest
a book with no binding
we scribble the words that always find
the path that winds it’s way to the sacred heart
and here
feels like a good place to start
never questioning the abundance
that comes when all intentions
are placed on the clear white light
of each and every dreamers true face.
line after ascending line
a staircase into our ineffable nature
we scribe the truth as we see it,
living the perfection of each instant,
we look deep inside for true intent
we sit
until all other roads are closed
and all that remains is a stream
full of floating rocks
so we hop
from one bobbing
boulder to the next
checking the depth
to make sure that if we fall, we don’t drown
we’re so far along
we plunge, willingly
headfirst into our souls birth
and what has been created
leaves us breathless for an instant.
we gaze
into the mirror of the cosmic night
and are abosorbed by the black ink
from which the eyeballs of each dreamer
are given light.
And the world becomes our canvas
our note book,
a living journal
we manifest through this light and dark.
we re-open sky caves through the words of a timeless age
the tongues spoken, only when HIS-Story is broken
and these words become the support beams for the bridge to she and he.
from the molten core to skycaves open door, we convene
along paths of our own creation
drawing the lines of true loves sensation
this sacred text is our vision
deep inside the very essence of each word
lay our intention-
these pages must be published only through
the light centers of each internal press
in order to grasp the work of each initiates true test.
one cannot fail to recognize the
the searing heat from the gaze of the fathers eyes,
Yet equally and whole hearteldy, only through mothers love
can we internalize,
to transmit
the sacredness of each instant.
rejoice in this gift
to transmit
that which is internally hid
deep in the chambers of all knowing
each holds in their heart centers the seeds,
to begin lifes hidden prophecies
written on these re-evolutionary records
are the souls adventures
planted deep within
the dark richness of her soil
a tale is told,
and is only as tall as the teller
and she who would venture from the
internal path would find in it’s place
a tale that were not worth knowing.
insistent though are the mothers whispers
and how telling is the wisdom
when channeled through thine divine vision.
a site seers paradise, where scribe and light unite,
where all scenes create the sacred space of a billion dreamers dreams
who each remember
their original face
a vistapoint for the immaculate re-conception of the vast expanse
breathing life into the lines that write the thought forms that
expand beyond space and time
we trace
with internal writing devices the
geometric patterns of illuminating grace
kaleidescoping into and from the power centers of each being
we weild new swords
that write in our own blood,
the tale how WE see it.
rejoice in this gift to transmit
and remember
the lines of light that draw
you are yours to create with
so transmit
and become the giver
as you are the gift.

remaining forever, a loving memory on her eternal quest

Your soul lights the fires that shed the tainted stains of self inflicted confines,
in Soul gazes you remain fixed on the chapters that matter most,
beyond the socially prescribed trailers of robotic stimuli,
I look,
into your
inner eyes.
the passion that’s only given rise
from her molten core,
to dance with this light
is to hold the key to eternities door.
and you will find me
i speak in whispers to your hearts day dreaming stations,
i crawl through the chambers of sacred space that open to the vast expanse,
the eye in each cloud
that cries the tears that make
the sorrow of her evolution perfectly clear.
our time exists
beyond the confines of the humanly inflicted dictation
our movements align with her push and pull,
the ebb and flow of universal law,
that, which, we should have learned in school
where it not our task
we’d never have known
but as it is
the coop we’ve flown
to soar on condors wings
to soul gaze so deeply into the others eyes it stings
but from this path there is no abandon,
we will see and manifest the power we’ve been given
in each instant
falling happily back into the sky from where we came
seeping like water,
we silently conquer and re-create the cleansing pool that is the universal mind.
we know
Gods time is upon us
each dreamer to the perfection which only exists
in the nucleus of each millisecond
placing one pristine princess slippered foot in front of the other,
we gather,
ever so softly, each silently whispering voice,
drawing such subtle power
we see the lies of HIS-tory devoured.
and in her ravine
we convene,
connecting nature’s tantric grid
we shape shift from the elementals
in whom we’ve hid
collapsing into
we dance
remaining forever
a loving memory
on her eternal quest.

COSM door ala Mr. Brown

My good good friend comsically aligned and activated soul brother dave brown has created a master piece to go in the chapel of sacred mirrors. It’ll go on the outside of an elevator? I’ll have to check it out in person someday, i’ve never been to the COSM but one day i think I will.

It is so amazing how spirit is aligning our lives and revealing the unseen agenda. What am I talking about? Well this building where dave brown now has his welding studio is one of my favorite buildings in chico-Not sure why-It was also my x-wife/partner’s favorite building. the first time we hung out we realized this fact by comparing our photo/portfolio albums and finding that each of us had taken pictures of this building. And i’ve talked to other people about it—there’s something special there—it’s a power place without a doubt. Give thanks for the many blessed angels and entities that help and inspire us on this journey.
en lakesh
Dragonboy 56

my amazing niece (Nyomi) & a healing poem

A time for change
the reflecting force
of white
transformative light,
ever initiating the active
re-awakening forces.
I call to you,
in melodies
beyond the ears range.
I course through your veins
dancing, with delicate yet ever growing
indomitable resolve
to activate
the centers
of divine discernment.
I scribe the signs
that mark your passages
beyond time.
I invest my interest
to the potential
that you truly are.
take refuge in the darkness
of my cave.
fill my weather carved bowl with
your transforming tears
i will always accept you,
for who you are,
for what
you truly are.
I offer the kiss of serenity
and tranquility
when the tumult of
transformation leaves you bleeding.
I speak through leaves
when waking dreams bring
only dread and overwhelming intensity.
Rest here,
do nothing,
do nothing, as i do
and all things will be done
in each instant.
The speed of the mind
must be slowed
in order for my cleansing waters
to give full nourishment.
remain here in my cave
of loving rejuvenation
until the tides have returned
to her great
deep body.
step out into the light,
only after the healing inward attention
has been paid,
and dark liquid essence fully absorbed.
become the vessel
and give,
as you are given.
come unto me
and rest
then return
fully cleansed
eternal vision.