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 - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among 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 -


My photo
A...WOMAN IN MOTION WITH HAIR AS DARK AS NIGHT HER EYES WERE LIKE THAT OF A CAT IN THE DARK... SHE WAS A GYPSYWOMAN... she danced round and round... from the fire her face was all aglow... she was dancing... dancing... waiting for 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]

to dance with life

to dance with life
come dance with me...

Thursday, September 3, 2009

the solitary division...

In the field of ideas not involving productive activities
it is easier to distinguish the division between
material and spiritual necessity -
For a long time man has been trying to free himself from alienation
through culture and art -
While he dies every day during the eight or more hours that he sells his labour,
he comes to life afterwards
in his spiritual activities
But this remedy bears the germs of the same sickness -
it is

a solitary individual
that he seeks
communion with his environment.


Blue Sky Dreaming said...

At some point in our lives we are all solitary individuals seeking...it isn't always easy being human and divine.

Bhavesh Chhatbar said...

This is mind-blowing!

Marriage and Swine Flu ;-)


blue sky - you are SO right! it isn't easy!!!


thanks, bhavesh chhatbar!