Posts from — December 2008

A Question Mark is a hook on which to catch your mind

In the real world there are no questions

only answers

however

the question mark

hides in deep camouflage

waiting to be spotted

take some time

in solitude

to know the coming year

and examine if your wishes

are based on hidden fear

give up the old and hidden

embrace what you discover

The snow here is five feet thick

the wind here blows ice in the air

the air is blue

the fire burns

moose call high up in the hills..

that is the dream trying to escape

from the neon flashes of the fast food outlets

at christmas time, you can even hear

a man whistling and playing a harmonica

if you listen

the demiurges of the world

turn on their sides as they sleep

humanity a dream of what was

for some tonight cheap tomato ketchup

is only thing similar to the blood of the saviour

that they will ever know

as popes play politics

a second hand middle eastern cult

tries vainly to grip the earth

Silence

silence

silence

exudes

from the

noise

an exudate

of consciousness

heated

by perception

…a fragrance

can you smell the silence?

The ever present

is prescience

in form

and perception

the prescience

becomes

presence

but

does not dwell in the moment

but is the fibres of the moment

with which you need to pluck and unravel

to discover the illusion of the moment

for in moment’s

time is made..

the great cosmetic of form

that seeks to remove the wrinkles

in which all meaning is found

thinking  originally is the greatest thing we can ever do

for it leads to direct experience of the material plane

and the hidden wisdom in the stuff of things

gnosis, sophia, logic, adamantine

thinking is an action

that rules the world

Let there be

let there be

whatever there is

and may be

softly

and with the roar of dragons

the ancient voice 

says

let there be

when the woven links of mystery reveal themselves 

Whatever

the weather there’s always a blessing to be found

whatever the circumstance or event,

whatever a person may throw at you

if you lose your shoe and hobble in the rain

if you feel overwhelmed,

beaten by shame,loss or fearful of gain,

there’s always a blessing to be found

there is always a blessing

waiting to be had

you will feel it

whether sad or glad

there’s always

a blessing

In the wind

and the falling sea swell

that moves the continents together

there is a legacy

caught

in the clutter of opinion and prejudice

there is within the human experience

an apartheid of the soul

an inner terrorist

that spews uncaring actions

into the world

when the legacy is understood

a hundred million bonfires will be lit

in the coastal regions of our minds

and the legacy will ignite

in a lignous explosion

forcing material geography

to coalesce with the geography of our minds

Rainfall

falls

cascade torrents

off

the

Empire State Building

King Kong

is in the pavement

beating

in the hot dogs

the Hudson will return

to its origins

and Manhattan

will reclaim

the streets

the doe eyed deer

will walk

like mist