she presses firmly on the outside of your tight skin
trying to determine the best point of entry.
the frail, tender state of your luminescent vessel lends itself to an over-abundance of questions.
I’m definitely not an early riser.
I ate at a fancy french restaurant
she hands me a cup of tea
matte chai “I made it kinda strong, we could share it, I could add more water to it.
cut it in half”
Jerry gets sticks to start the fire.
my stomach growls
i wonder at the nature of us, as opposed to just her being here.
MANTIS EGG CASE: Jerry- my body rejected it instantly.
Puer 2 places – the tao of tea, rishi tea company “it’s green”
“I switch off all the time cause I even get tired of things that are really good”.
A NARROW PASSAGE
TOMORROWS TOOTHPASTE
SHE ACHES FOR FATHERS ASHES
JUST MISSING THE STORM
SHE FRAMES
SHE RENDERS
SHE INVOKES INSIDE OF I THE QUESTION OF UTMOST IMPORTANCE
THAT OF
REMEMBRANCE.
AN ALLIES ADVANCE INTO STATIONS BEYOND MEER APPEARANCE
A RELATIONSHIP THAT WREEKS OF BEING THOUSANDS OF YEARS OLD
WITHOUT QUESTION
WE.
The green light captures me
A legacy
variables of form
ALL ALLIES
in the end
the final consummation and rebirth
as sure as mother knows your name
each one, her child, each one, a butterfly of the sun.
accept life (that which is always and ceaselessly given)
as a gift for higher service.
she renders herself not in the gift that is given
but in the giving and giver of the gift.
her ability to offer service relies solely on your ability to accept her body as yours
and consequently, her means for transmutation and evolution,
with THE BEING as the principle directing agent of change for all growth.
NO MISTAKES, NO MARVELS, NO SUPER HEROES, ONLY CACTUSES
AND HAPPILY CONTAGIOUS GREGORIAN BULL FROGS, SINGING DELICATE HYMNS TO NATIONS AND NATIONS OF SMILING PEOPLE AND MARTIANS AND MODERN MYSTERY SCHOOL GYPSY SCIENTISTS
WHO TASTE
AND TRANSLATE
THAT WHICH, AND OUT OF SHEER NECESSITY, WILL MUTATE.
THE TRUTH, LIKE SWORD WIELDING GODDESS
CLAIMS HER VICTIMS
WITH THE SAME NURTURANCE SHE HAS ALWAYS GIVEN
SINCE THE BEGINNING
AN AWAKENING
SURELY
AN AWAKENING,
A HEAVENLY VORTEX OF LIGHT OPENED, LIKE A MILLION BILLION SUNROOFS AT ONCE.
she folds her body over the floor
she falls into the carpet
surrendering
she removes her peacock feather earrings. she irradiates love,
every movement a testimony to becoming gods will through every intent of your being
so bright
this one
she who longs so deeply to render each moment of her existence to dharma, for each interaction to be an opportunity to bring forth that which she cultivates.
the canvas recreates her
upside down
“this insane funny new body thing”
it smells like casserole
something
she laughs hysterically about her friendly and regularly visiting queefs.
the young one gurgles his toothache blues track,
destined for glory
a king without question
an emissary of the light.