An old standby.
'Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear.'
This song reminds me I am tinder.
Calcinatio: Burn faster, louder, closer
Be someone else's, be consumed.
If you're not on the rollercoaster,
You are standing still, ash.
Turn, world,
glare, sun,
and let me face the end,
what is the phrase?
oh yes, blaze of glory.
So why mangoes? you may well ask. This is my dream: a mango tree within reach of my balcony; abundant, sensuous pleasure; sunny, sweet fruit and the flowering of my creative life in profusion. This is a dream of wealth shared, spent lovingly on you. Taste a mango, celebrate a windfall, and feel good. Leave the seed somewhere else to grow, and pass on. We are the agents of seed dispersal. What good is changing the world if you don't enjoy it? And what is enjoyment if it doesn't change the world?
Monday, January 25, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
The last thing I wrote
was a message to myself in time. I left my love in a bundle, hidden, to be found again later. I hid my own easter eggs, forgetful mind. Did something special for my future soul. No surprise, but only a welcoming back, a coming home.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Something I wanted to say
-to myself:
Wait, don't dismiss everyone just yet from your court, pack up and retreat behind your barriers, frozen chambers of the heart.
Before you tell everyone to go away, see me, hold an audience, I am here.
And any proud wounded feelings, any fear, will melt with the love I have in store for you.
It does not matter what faults.
I shall wait, I shall sit here loving you until the sun comes up again, and then my love will only grow in the light of your realized potential.
"The wind shall blow and I shall bend, the skies shall open and I shall drink my fill"
was spoken once upon a time, and so it is with the soul.
After your estivation, open and find the body,mind waiting to welcome you.
I am here.
And secretly, like a love affair, I am not going to leave you behind.
Wait, don't dismiss everyone just yet from your court, pack up and retreat behind your barriers, frozen chambers of the heart.
Before you tell everyone to go away, see me, hold an audience, I am here.
And any proud wounded feelings, any fear, will melt with the love I have in store for you.
It does not matter what faults.
I shall wait, I shall sit here loving you until the sun comes up again, and then my love will only grow in the light of your realized potential.
"The wind shall blow and I shall bend, the skies shall open and I shall drink my fill"
was spoken once upon a time, and so it is with the soul.
After your estivation, open and find the body,mind waiting to welcome you.
I am here.
And secretly, like a love affair, I am not going to leave you behind.
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