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the alchemy of love

the feline was exquisite
and dangerous
¡ACHTUNG!
she bound my heart into bones so frail
I could hear them creak
I left
to escape and slipped
on my own heart which had fallen
on the floor barring any exit.
she said it wasn’t complex
but I begged to differ
as her angel, in front of my eyes shifted
I sank into the floor and I myself became
the shifter
with conscious effort
the dreamless sleep turned to splendour.
I
turning into the tower
a beacon
my tiny arms antanae
I sent forth the tune
that played in the
hearts of the ones
whos bright eyes
shown forth the light
and darkness descended
through deep pupil like caverns
the breath of the little ones
mutated and changed them
each ear turned upward and up through
the floor boards came
and earth crackling soul shattering
banter which seared the flesh
but showed the path clearly
like telescopic lenses
for the first time penetrating
to the core of the mother
I resting my tired bones to slumber
and wake
slumber
and wake
and the cycle re-using my verses
to dream again-WHAT-
in the previous lifetime I had cursed
the joy re-envisioned through cage like structures
that leave me with only one motion
on ward
and up ward
through stormy skys and raindrops
of emotions the torrents are my sisters
my eyelids are frozen
peeled back
to see what truly lay beneath
each single thought
a thread
that winds its way through the
islands of my endless oceans
clever pundits that transmit
the tales of a million mutants
but that station was ended
cause people complained
they couldn’t follow the line of the story
unable to open the mind and uncategorize
the categories
but fare well
not without thee
not withought the reflection
a perfect mirror to taste the
teller
as our most magnificent tall tale becomes clearer and clearer
YOU!
you the one I long
to hear as my ears are turned
into antennae that pick up each slight tremble
that tickles your throat
and vibrates my lobes like a symbol
I willnot lose site of the spirit that moves you
leaping over the puddle we crash
into a beautifly mutating muddle
a slumber that
tastesssss
to unspecific for certainty
but regarless it is I
longing for you
and you for me.

pics of me and dakini rehersing for DREAM TIME AWAKENED at the 24th digital be in at somaarts.
the young man struggled to push the accursed numbers into his already filled brain.
he passed the paper to me, hesitantly, after an exhausted pause.
his re-entry into the planetary state of flux would have little to do with these figures
the dark green eyes of the raptor forcing these problems intantly into past tense,
a kiddie pool for disaster
the blueprints for mastery
handed
page by page
in the form of subtle transmission and transmutation of matter
the computation falling sourly to the floor upon inspection,
yet how else to fly in the eyes of the knowledge bringing memes
pushing the agenda to bring the human mind to the brink
then surrender.
back
into the ether of her never ending education of evolution.
the body falling happily by the way side.
i would stand with my feet in the floor
wading through the shifting tides of her starlight eyes.
then he,
with the perfectly angled lips
would smile
and the slight curves
sending dilectible shivers
deep
to my center
to die in the arms of
this
beloved, or the other,
or any for that matter,
watching as the breath leaves the body,
air sticking sweetly,
then leaving
to mix perfectly with all air,
perception redeaming what had seemed
an endless progression of instants,
yet the mind’s eye brings forth the spinning circle
a cause to celebrate her cerebral shape shifting nature,
through shadows cast by trees that never leave the being
once shown the core for galactic travel
the key
she kept whispering, is both high and low
heat that would sear the flesh
is quelled
by deep
dark
cousing liquid.
the elixer of source veins
a simple yet perfect mixture
feeding each dream sequence.
so inevitably
i would listen, and find the power place,
where feet sink into dark chocolate flesh
liquid swimming around trunk like legs.
arms extending to reach the burning sky
skin dancing from surface to merge
with hers
in an instant
the focus is felt and channels pulse
to the core of her sphere
and up into the sky cave
forming the web of our endless fluxuation.
this is remembrance
she silently insists as she gently kisses both lids to
awaken what lay beneath.

We’re starting a new book for the reading group on Monday, May 8. It’s called Astrology & Relationships by David Pond. I have a copy of it, so there’s no need to buy it unless you want to go above and beyond our sessions (which I recomend) you can get it at abebooks for under 15 bucks.
This is a REALLY, REALLY great chance to find out about your astrological make up, as I’ll be printing people’s charts so that we can directly relate the reading to our own make up. In order to do this I’ll need all of your birth info: year, date, location and time (must be exact) Feel free to bring your partners birth info (with their consent!).
here’s some info on the book
Synopsis: Most of what is published about astrological relationships covers the same ground. We’ve all read that Libra gets along well with Leo, Aries is bound to clash with Capricorn, Pisces and Scorpio are natural lovers, and so on. It all sounds like a pretty well-worn formula, but there’s one problem–people are not that simple, and neither are relationships!
Astrology and Relationships takes a much more satisfying path, showing you how astrology can help you improve all of your relationships. It addresses the complexities of real relationships by revealing the essential nature, needs, strengths, and challenges of every combination. Then it takes the unique step of offering exercises that will help you manifest the true potential that exists between each of the signs.
Here is a quote from Maria Kay Simms, Chair, National Council for Geocosmic Research: “Pond presents astrology as a model for understanding harmony within change. Throughout his book, he skillfully demonstrates his premise not only through interpretive text, but also through exercises and meditations that can be used by individuals and partners to increase awareness and self-understanding. It is these exercises that I feel are a major feature that sets this book apart and above so many of the other books that deal with relationship astrology.”

To deam all worthy
is the ultimate gift
the thread that underlies
her loving whispers
putting forth the seeds of change
to recognize whos holding the reigns
of
this
cosmic shuttle which speeds
along and holds
all in its endless vestage
spinning up
and out
of the cave mouth
to silently float above it all
—the creative creatures are like ants—
<<>>
each and every one
constantly working
each carries a ton
a piece of the whole
which needs to be delivered
and the only path to lead you there
is the loving course that winds
through her silver shining hair
each strand but a jaunt
an instant
of the vast web that binds all dreamers
to her cosmic dance
circumstance
finds me at your doorstep
a package in my arms
a delivery you never knew you needed
yet the hours days and lifetimes
spent in desparation all
fall into place
as the gift is opened
it shows on your face
the recognition is within
your higher being
your trance is broken
from your lips
incomprehensible words are spoken
this lifetime
is for
remembrance
and I
am the deliverer
of this temperance,
now it’s your turn to manifest
and deliver
a being so bright
i can no longer see
but this is the light
that binds
i to you
and you to me.

it was only a matter of time until cosmic butterfly would spread her wings and fly. i heard her calling.
her cosmic twirling tongue tickles the insides of the spiraling lotus of my heart.
the dream teams up with the extreme being that stands in the minds eye
always pushing the agenda to surrender small mind to something much greater
the ravine that drains to the heart of remembrance
the point in the cosmic center of the spiral
where all minds connect in silence
listen to the beam as it sends messages
always answer the questions it asks with undying perfection
and how does or why would one fall out of the net of love once captured
not sure if i fell
i stood solidly on two feet-
waiting for dream sequence to bind me with its cosmic binary code
standing in the tower overseeing the tightly knit city streets
high above the rest
yet
i can feel cockroach stirring in my veins
his robotic dance skirting under doorways
escaping the boots of the bouncing cooks
he whispers
i mock no one
and this light is the proof
listen:
the redeamer dreams in a million colors and never surrenders the choice of love but gives unconditionally under all circumstances shifting their glances to bid farewell to all whos agressive edges will fall under the angels spell.
on the eigth day rain will fall and flood the angelic beings with the new agenda
preparation entails ultimate surrender
be the proof as pure water flows from underneath
capturing all eyes as sky cave sees all faces
deam them worthy and empty vesselss will fill them with this bliss
touching light as light is gifted
tickling toungues as minds are shifted with this heavenly kiss.
this is remembrance.

here’s a show that’s going to be really fun. you should put something in it.
blessings on a cloudy blustery day.
dragonboy

2 pictures of seamonster in her birthday hat after sushi.
this is a link to a website where you can make a portfolio, it’s the same place my buddy dave brown (links section) used. scope it.
it’s been sunny for the last coupla days. I’ve been taking maia for walks through the park while it’s raining, the river is way above average. john said it had rained for 40 of the last 45 days? wtf.
life is absolutely amazing, i can’t imagine how i could be anything at all.

this is a poster i designed for an upcoming crux show. It features saint judas, the patron saint of mark growden who’ll be performing at the crux on sunday night.

my studio mate john staedler emailed me this link today, we were talking about deerhoof last night