All beings are one people!

for better and worse
i have no concept of time, i am loose life on a string of grassy hominess, playing in a ripple of a fragrance from the lone sunny eyed doe who grazes with the intensity of a hundred thousand pulsating snow flakes, i live within those crystals, warm in the spiritual fervor of lainaeroin, unmasked like the cicadas
living in a sea, of unseen proportion, ever soul, every sound cut through straight to the essence, and the world became transparent and appeared the truth, YOMO!
you show through it all, in every heart you have always lived, these nights that I remember.

i gaze on and on, this world formed in ever changing wheels, this world of truth, we behold, pondering thick through transluscent vision to the source nothingness I close my eyes as Flo takes us higher, noe
heights and living poems, venturing language, the glyphs from the trees, the nature, the symbols, the truth of it all, in the true order, the sickness is gone, I am alive, this is vogodie, this is truth, this is wanti
friends are all around, this is the true world, and it grows with the leaves and with the faith, and with the good things.

blessed be, in ecstatic meanderings all those nematodes, and all those buds, falling from the sky, knowing all dreams and experience, grokking from it the truth, ineffable, I am sorry because here I am incapacitated by the bliss which is reality, infinite, our spirits, have come together to become this, we have shown in the true amazingness we have flowed freely through form and now through the washing of the emptiness come to true, true form, form of love, a form beyond that which usually is known, something new but so true, and it blows out like the sparks like the petals like the snow in the wind, across the sky like all the stars speaking true to all the daisy folk, the pines, all around, everywhere, for the planets, the devas have come to look upon us boogie in the truth, for we are unimaginable, the realness surpasses the dream,

the response, goes through the illusion, there is life, where there is light, there is life, for all life is light, in all its forms and qualities, and stages, and the knowledge of it comes through ness, which we are, all of it, the tree of life, all of it, continous, it never stopped, it never went, it lived in true joy, it knew no bounds love, do not depart, let it rise in you have no heed of understanding, our souls are the only language, our dance is the truth, it comes here, this everywhere'd hear, it returns like a familiar dream like a celestial rhythm like an intrepid integer, beyond all hope, it melds together all things, even from far apart, endlessly resonant, lia fail! heart of earth, of sky, there is no difference, return, what we once knew, this was always the way, we have lost ourselves in the labyrinth, but it is the moment, it is the present, it is the infinite coming one, within us all who shows us, there is no tradition, but spontaneity, all is broken and at the moment it is fixed, wytipodating, pulsing throughout the creation who is it who knows and knows not, who is it? we flow and know and take to our doings and calling, moved by primal impulses, so deep so original, need not be frightened, it is love acting it is Love, Yomo, Yaveyetta, all known and unknown processes, all apart of this

love, take it in your heart, know the truth, overflowing, its always been there, in every thing unannounced and it is there, it is there!




the druid song
is loud and strong
comes from home
home so long ago

call it what you want
call it anything everything
comes from the soul
from a place that we all know

leaves are growing in the light
so wild
in the springtimes born a natural child
grooving in the sun and weaving
all kinds of good fun

among the berries and the pine
nature it is all divine
growing up, to know the stuff
reminds me of something deep inside

i knew of a druid so very long ago
had a crazy kind of way of going with the flow
knew when to sow and when to look back
rigid like a oak but also relaxed

where does it go in these kind of days
growing in the rivers and also in the maze
of every forest, and every true heart and mind
backwards and forwards are the same in an infinite line
love as much as you can, live as deep as you do
and you'll find that their hearts are true

 

Blessed Be.

 

Lyrically beautiful, muddled premises.

 

bring back the love!!