Somersaulting; Forward

Somersaulting into infinity, as if underwater,
carrying the breath fetally with the potential to birth new worlds,
Metaphors and similes lose their boundaries in the reality of this post-metaphysical defining, refining the dark,
not unlike crude oil to fuel,
but more like the coalescing of innovations into instruments of clean energy collection ∫ production as nearly reflection. Previously undiscovered capabilities, capacities unfolding, enfolding shrouded shimmering

Repair The Riparian (Unshrouding Languages In Elemental Syntax)

Repair the riparian,
No matter what area you're in,
So you can have fresh food and water for your kin,
This life's a blessing!
Stay with the gift and catch a lift from the Source,
It's natural, part of you, of course!
The game has forgetting embedded in it,
If you want to effortlessly win it,
Be tuned in with the gardens,
Your mind bringing energy to beds will lessen the need for thoughts to cloud innit
Your body giving contribution to this growth,
Will set in motion an ancient oath,
Of life giving life to life,
And before your eyes transformations will unfold,
That hold the jewels to stories waiting to be told,
Learning as the galaxy was born
Each torn with horn held no scorn,
But opportunity to awaken,
Time revolves around this achin'
And when temporal bonds be breakin'
The tectonic plates of the planet be quakin'
Cuz you've got the motion of the seven oceans crashing and flowing in a moving that can be described as everlasting,
Durable and writing, 
Unshrouding languages in elemental syntax,
Put it on your board like surfwax
See the pattern of Neo, Karate Kid, video game hero
As you transverse this Neo-Geographic
Sacred Holonomic Geometry ripples throughout the planet
Can it be that it was all so simple?
Is the memory illusion that fades into the new Now,
Holy cow, ineffable Tao, dinosaur kin fowl,
Dog in the shadow around the fire welcomed-in to be fed's jowl!
There are still black winds of night's sky that polish stars
Her endless night is just one room among ours
But I see no end to creativity
It has an innate proclivity to return to activity
And it is with levity
That I note her gravity
Because deep space knows the strangest habits we could get lost or die in,
With all this information,
Keep your spry wit within

On a Rooftop With Two Peacocks

I relax sittin' laid back
On a rooftop with two peacocks,
Wind fills swashbuckler's sails-
Out for the booty.
Then the blue plumes spread
And we sink into the beauty.
I take a final fresh breath
Of rareified air,
Then witness the perplexing death
Of the gorgeous bird's feathered fare,
The first peacock intact
And fixed into a stare,
The other peacock left mysteriously burnt,
Without a single hair.


A poem about many things, pride, witnessing non-dual consciousness, pirates, rooftops and peacocks :)

Poem to Venus, to Auroras, and to Solar Siblings

We've learned clarity and confusion, order and chaos, the textures of the sky, we're using the cloud we can't be held completely responsible for, because we don't always want to be held, and when we know the difference between cirrus and Sirius, it gets more serious, unless you're Seussing us, silly goose in us, we still have to decide how much we should let them feed the ducks, because we want clean scenic routes, and you can go take a walk there if that's what it's about, we might be past the moon by then, in the grade of ten or eleven I wrote a science fiction short about colonizing Venus, it will take longer than Mars, but how much more romantic and poetic? Not that we should colonize, but to continue with the sci-fi, it'd be more like the Enterprise, and they found water on Mars, and Venus still has an ozone, so imagine what potential there could be for us!! Some kind of extraterrestrial forest, the possibilities of this life should never bore us! Au contraire, we should stay there, and continue to explore, learn and share, grow our knowledge of torus fields, auroras, and stegesaurus, integrate, conglomerate and realize our destiny may well be to imbibe healthy flourishing life to whatever environment discovered, if it is balanced and harmonied then leave it untouched, but if more can thrive, we should encourage our solar siblings hive to be inhabited by as much native growth and development as is beneficial, remaining judicial

Aperspectival Renown

Translucently lucid membrane, fluid and staying (in)sane, 
stained glass window pane until I make my breathtaking entrance, 
take a breath -
sustainable in trance-like minds, 
I'm thankful for like minds, transmitting insight in-flight, 
it's been night, we're alright, and apparently care 
Children've inherited New Blue Worlds 
and can have the keys to train dragon's lairs 
if they keep all their hairs they lose their heirs,
and we'll lose our errors
The accidents were happy as it so happened, 
and the buttons to irrevocable damage got closer 
and equipped with reverse buttons so we can better guide this ship together in the moment, 
Yes, we're moving, going together, grooving, is it surprising how well we're vibing? 
Cuz we're imbibing knowledge to the Enterprise of X-change, 
and intra-physical awakenings to intra-terrestrial fellow beings of sound 
are renowned and repeated, pleated not depleted 
and it's not so fancy you can't eat it, so be at ease, 
Together we can be pillars of strength 
To those looking up to us not too far above the ankle, 
And maybe we can realize we've only just begun 
To get the hang of this aperspectival thing


Happy Friday to all Beings
Chromation

New Day

perceptually speculate your paradigms,
to get the hang of shifting your mind

Stories and Updates from a Cultural REcyclist

Hiya, Happy Wednesday!! 

This following writing was written about 10 days ago, and gives an account of my experiences from that point back to my accident in Bandon, OR and carrying up to a little bit after Thanksgiving. Today, I just came back from beloved  Fairfield, IA and slept most of the day after staying up late last night into the early hours of the morning talking with my good friend Barbara about life, Integral, love, Integral Feminism, cross-country cycling, plans for Cypress Villages, and much more.   :::      

        So I’ve been back in Kansas for 2 weeks and 3 days, after being hit by a drunk driver in Bandon, OR on HWY 101 going south along the Oregon coast, life-flighted to Portland for a tibia repair surgery putting a titanium rod into my leg, re-aligning my tibia bone; healing with my wonderful, generous friend Carla at her awesome home in Portland; meeting up with Newport, OR buddies (fellow mushroom hunters, music makers, and life lovers) and road-tripping with them from Portland to Newport; spending a night, great day, and morning in Newport in a home just off the beach where I could see the ocean from the living room window, open a window and hear and smell the ocean and got to talk with a man who had worked on one of the first CAM (Computer-aided manufacturing) machines in the early 1970’s, was a neighbor to Ken Kesey, and went to a number of his more-organized-than-expected swar˜es;  taking a bus to Coquille and healing at the magical Mountain Homestead cob village for about a week; taking a bus back up to Portland on November 14^th for a follow-up appointment at the knowledgeable, friendly Emanuel Legacy Hospital on the 15^th; then taking a plane to Las Vegas for a short layover, and on to  Kansas City, MO airport (MCI).

        It has been good times in Kansas, coming in to Overland Park, KS where I was raised (born in Bakersfield, CA) and visiting family, friends, and neighbors for the first time in months. I was gone last Thanksgiving and Christmas, in Japan, looking for English-teaching jobs, and this year I had planned on cycling/working in Oregon or California, and so my family was very happy for my surprise holiday presence this year.

        We had an excellent Thanksgiving- a meal with all the trimmings, from white & dark turkey down to sweet potatoes and cranberry sauce. My brother came in town from his Minneapolis, MN college and it was good to see him too.  I ate at the “adult” table this year, due to some planning fluke, and had great conversation with everyone that continued on after dinner with my Uncle’s Gary and Mark about everything from legalization (yep, that kind), to racial issues locally, nationally, and globally, to non-profit organizations. One thing I learned from my Uncle Mark, a veteran and veterinarian, is that not all of the “Adopt a Shelter Animal” organizations that ask you to send in money to support animals brought in off the streets spend their donations honestly, something that is pretty bad in my book. I saw Harry Potter 7 Part 1 with my sister, cousin, and parents and it was very dark (as to be expected) and very good. 

Dalai Lama Day, May 18, 2010

Dalai Lama Day was amazing AMAZING and beautiful. The morning was cloudy/overcast when we left at around 5:30am to drive to Cedar Falls, IA and as happened when I saw him speak in Japan, by the time we were in his general vicinity the weather cleared and it was beautiful. I rode up with my new friends Jenny, Faith, and Theresa and we had some really great conversation about sacred geometry and African art, astrology, moving beyond the role of the victim in racism, the practice of some form of spirituality being more important than adhering to one specific religion, Jenny's growing up in Waterloo (practically a twin city of Cedar Falls), the power and lasting benefit of meditation, and much more. By the time we got to Waterloo we were incredibly tuned in and energized and we could feel the goodness permeating the town as we lined up to get into the stadium.

The Dalai Lama was speaking with four other panel members who were each participating in some degree of social reform in Iowa. There were none of the musical/ceremonial processions that introduced His Holiness in Japan, but it seemed a little more to-the-point in a place like the midwest. There was some nice music playing over the speakers as everyone was being seated.

His Holiness (H.H.) said that in our educations we should have moral education. It should not be a religious moral education only, because some people do not follow a religion and lead a secular life-style and they can also benefit from a moral education. He also said that we are PEOPLE first, and that second comes race, gender, religion, sexuality, nationality, etc.

One of the panel members was highly involved in quelling domestic abuse. He said that in Iowa they have formed a group of men who are against domestic abuse and violence against women and they work as a group to put positive peer pressure on the community to make domestic abuse and violence against women in effect... uncool. What a concept!!

Afterwards, I got some wonderful prayer flags for the farmhouse. Then, we went to a delicious Chinese restaurant that reminded me of the one I visited with my family in Toronto a few years ago. So good!! We stopped in Waterloo so Jenny could visit her parents for a few minutes and then we drove back, with more conversations about sacred geometry and permaculture, organic farming and our future plans for gourmet compost on Cypress Villages. (Which I carried out with Faith and Nick the next day.)

Gratitude. Love.