we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imaginedand/or real - come along with me -we'll danceamong the stars under the sun and over the moon - share our stories around the campfire -come along -
this site is simply a streamofconsciousness rambling of words and images in which i find meaning and beauty - there is no organized order of thought or format - poetry painting and writing on love and life and things thereof from the heart and through the eyes of a louisiana gypsy spirit travelin' roads less traveled...enjoy -
AS DARK AS NIGHT
WERE LIKE THAT OF
IN THE DARK...
SHE WAS A
round and round...
from the fire
her face was all aglow...
she was dancing...
the RISING SUN...
loving caring relationships are like THE RISING SUN...we are nourished by their warmth...we are energized by their strength...we grow in their light...we find shelter and solace there...they are our sanctuary...
born in the sign of the sun, i am a true LEO-love the sun and its hot orange red fire-passionate in and about everything i do-i believe in instant chemistry charisma love/lust at first sight-in the magic of the eyes and the beauty of the soul-in the instant recognition familiarity in meeting someone from a past life and in the knowledge that we might meet in a future life-i believe that we are each ageless and flawless-i believe in the beauty of the moment-the whisper of yesterday-the hope of tomorrow-the power of forgiveness for even ourselves-the absolute and total beauty of love---[credit to brian hyland and curtis mayfield]
you should know that all things in the world are impermanent - meeting inevitably means parting - do not be troubled for this is the nature of life - diligently practicing right effort you must seek deliverance immediately - in the light of wisdom destroy the darkness of ignorance - nothing is secure - everything in life is precarious - always wholeheartedly seek the path of deliverance...
From the Buddha Shakyamuni's final teaching, the Parinirvana Sutra
when he diagnosed my case it left me with little hope you have an invisible telephone booth around yo u he said it is the glass hard cardamon whispers cannot penetrate glass of cutout tongues and spider tracks of the turn of a bolt one thread and of the distance one hammer blow drives a nail the space of a snake's forehead and the diamond ladder of a window washer a shadow foot between the real foot and the gound
he smiles at my disease says he would like to put his arms around me but cannot reach around the whole invisible telephone booth we walk through the night trailing lizards our heads are filled with fat wet moss black camels walk around and through our eyes stamping on the city streets
we thread needles with out thin bones and sew streets together trying to hold them in finger pockets
i cannot get near you he said that telephone booth being in the way really was the dial tone the sound of ruby acorns pelting a roof of elbows busy busy the help signal gone crazy reaching to years of hurricane weather
here are the tools to chop down an invisible telephone booth an apple inside the ear a bucket of blood a hammer made out of beetle tongues a saw made from parts of the cheek teeth chipped out of the navel diamond breasts and a silver penis
well you came with strange luggage a man from your own trust company a bag full of incredible instruments you looked at the doctor and said i'm a specialist is she the one with the invisible telephone booth she the one nobody can get near she the one who stands naked inside it making long distance calls for help and has linemen out everyday wrecking their instruments on this invisible glass?
yes, you had a bad with apples rolling inside your ears shaking their seeds into eustachian tubes and down alimentary canals buckets of blood were capped with silver fish skins and sloshed inside the black bag carrying hundreds of small initials your hammer of cricket tongues tapped itself to sleep waiting for the big job the saw made of all the soft parts of a cheek sharpened itself against eyebrows teeth chipped out of the navel were ready to bite and diamond breasts with hard nipples rubbed against the silver penis causing the fish eyes to glow
you set to work at once on the telephone booth
need i say the obvious that you found the door that no one else had tried the door? an obvious solution to an obvious problem
come in put in your silver nickel your pennies quarters dimes
forgive me for addressing you so personally the you i address melts as fast as a snowflake like talking to a burning coal imbuing the fire with life as it has a life glowing in front of you how can i say i do not communicate with the FIRE it does not respond in my language neither do you let me talk then... it is my way of OFFERING LOVE...
i believe we each have the light within us -
i believe in me - in love -
i believe in sharing - in helping -
i believe in dreaming and in imagination -
in synchronicity and serendipity -
and i believe in
men with intellect/wit - the scent of a man - that look - touching - silence - laughter - tears of joy - the sun - full moon - starry nights - the smell of rain - challenges - the search for wisdom - wordpictures - insatiable curiousity - random acts of kindness - my children - my life -
other galazies - parallel universes - lucid dreams - truth - hope - love - imagination - belief - my mind - you - your mind - your eyes - your mouth - your hands - your arms - the moment right before - anywhere i am - anywhere you are - any beach - any island - any mountain - roads less traveled -