lets do this

Open your eyes and open your ears,
see all the experiences you've missed over the years.
too busy searching for something out there
You didn't even notice you've been trapped in a snare,
You set yourself up, you gave yourself in...
To a ruler who wishes you to live your life in sin,
Because if you knew your power, and if you knew your grace
You could immediately stand up free and get out of this place...
You have the key to the chains that you carry,
Your bones are aching, and your spirit is weary...
Look down at yourself, from the universal ledge
and walk right out of the trap, and throw yourself right off the edge...
Fall into the wind and scream into the air
Open up your wings, take flight and be free!
You never needed to learn how to fly
It is part of your makeup, to careen through the sky!
No instructions are needed, no lessons to learn!
You are complete as you are...you need nothing to burn,
The eternal flame inside you will never go out...
so have nothing to fear, there is nothing to doubt!
Go forward in love, laugh and be merry...
singing sweet praise for life in unison with all...
go ahead, say yes, the great return, answer the call...
To be You! to be love, to be now in this moment...
Feel the breath of life, feel your power
Please friend don't wait for that final hour
to accept all you are,
to understand your beauty
Just take hold of your hand
Proclaim your truth and realize you already understand!!
You are what you need, what you chase, what you love
You are the most high, you are the white dove...
of peace and of truth, fly off now
with the spirit of kindness...
forget about the past, leave it all behind us...
Smile softly as you feel the sweet release,
into heaven on earth..you can't believe what your seeing...
because you know now, you are the most amazing human being.

Just watch me...

I'm holding on I'm letting go,
I'm learning every second how to join in the flow...
It's happening now... no beginning or end...
No before or after,
Join me in breathing...
Join me in love to write the most wonderful chapter.
Just open your eyes, listen to the blood pumping...
Streaking through the physical...
Flashing through the skies, true love baby...true love never dies
I just wanted you to love me...i just wanted to hold your hand...
But I can't and I won't and this fact burns me, and i cry...
To not be that perfect apple in your beautiful dark brown eye.
But I'm not, so i go...forgetting what i know,
And I stumble and i fall...but now I rise to my great surprise
I'm better than before,
I'll turn and wave from my ship,
As you stand alone on the shore...you blink and I am gone...
I've dissolved into the light...
My mind and my body are about to take flight...
Watch me fly over the ocean...
Watch me speed around the stars
I feel like I'll fucking blow up planet mars...
I won't look behind me, I'll fly on with grace,
Directly out of that fucking place.
No one will know I destroyed a whole planet...
Except for maybe the astrophysicist named Janet.
But she won't care too much as long as she gets paid,
Because who really cares anymore, about this planet or the next,
I think its a good idea to bring out that sacred text..
We need to be taught the right way to live...
We need to realize that our glutenous lifestyles have just got to give.
Listen to me now, i know how its done,
You just have to laugh and sing, its called having fun!
You've got all it takes to live and love and be,
Just look into your heart
Just stand by the sea,
You will learn to be limitless,
You will learn to be unattached,
But mainly you will see what it looks to be free
Free from illusions, and free from confusions,
I promise you peace, and i promise you love...
hatred, sin, depression, and heartache, are all lies you will soon rise above.

raindrops on my flesh

the winds of time blow through my hair
i listen to the wind chyme's singing songs as i stare,
into the night that has given me the day
and the rain falls on my skin and licks the salt away...
i feel life beneath the street lights on this old abandoned street
and with angels Ive conversed,
there are no others i long to meet,
because inside the walls of my chest
i have found the kingdom of eternal rest
so i march forward from where i stand
knowing i am aligned, trusting wherever my footsteps land
because i am alive
i am a breathing human being
and i believe that this life is something worth seeing
so if i can lend you my hand i will help you stand tall
and make you forget you were ever lost at all
feel the winds of time blowing through your hair
nothing else can ever compare...
to the air moving in and out of your lungs
trust in me friend, your journey has only just begun...

I am not a purse

I am not a purse.
No, I do not come in any other shade,
and I am not something you can buy, sell, or trade...
The seasons will not affect my shape,
and trust me, over your shoulder I will never drape...

I was not designed with you in mind,
or your brother or your friend.
My name is not a brand you can possibly comprehend.
And if you find a tear or rip in my lining,
You will find I am not so easy to mend,
I am not the accessory you dream of..
so forget trying to acquire...
I am not meant for any arm, display, or buyer..

Because I am not a purse!
I am not a thing,
I am not for the taking,
I am not property for sale,
I am not a soft woman on the verge of breaking...
Recognize my strength and acknowledge my power
and realize your world I could quickly devourer.

Say it with me now; I AM NOT A PURSE!
Let us wake up, shake up and break free of this CURSE!
We are human but we are barely alive,
Look around you at this mess, a plan we must surmise...
because the outcome looks so terribly bleak
unless loving kindness is all that we seek...

We need to overcome the ruling hands
that claim its OK to destroy Peruvian lands.
We must see terror as the drug they use to keep us down,
but not anymore because we've inherited the crown...

The glory of nature and peace are our rights,
Remember the pulse of the blood and watch as it ignites...
a fire within!
to burn away their sins...
You are not a purse and neither am I
Believe in our spirit and merge with the sky...

sense of self

the burning river flows turning everything over in a never ending rhythm of reawakening...coursing through the forests of the mind, giving life, while receiving...liquid flames, frozen currents, electricity pulsing in your veins, the heart turns cold with anticipation while maintaining the heat of it all...engulfed by light, embraced by the earth...the alchemy, the knowing. the being and the doing...i am already in the future, and I've rewritten the past.

a walk through the woods

Like any other morning walk in the woods I was embraced by the gentle humming of the wind through the trees, and soft earth beneath my feet supporting each foot step, making it easier to walk into a new day...in the distance the outline of 4, maybe 5 houses are coming into view...could such development happen so quickly? could I have been gone that long?...I continue forward intently studying the vista through the trees, the mysterious structures that have come out of nowhere...finally I arrive and my vision combines with memory, combining with intuition...the fall has laid to rest the foliage that once obstructed my view of the quiet neighbourhood behind the small forest...the leaves...now gone, have left the skeletal tree branches naked and I am able to see clearly what was there all along...the life behind the leaves...the fall before the winter...alone with my thoughts, and the bare trees I wondered if I was designed the same way the tree was, with the same divine plan and the perfect timing...perhaps I should trust more in the natural progression of clarity, and be aware that the path I am on now, very well could be similar to my morning walk through the woods...the perimeters of my life may be beautiful colors that will fall away revealing greater depth and life than I once imagined possible. My only purpose is to continue down the path...keep walking through the forests of my life with trust that all will be revealed in perfect time...

The prisoner

I wrote this poem to represent the anger I feel towards the establishment we are all held hostage by. I do not believe the government cares about the people of their country. In fact they manipulate them to fit into their corrupted schemes. I do believe in individuality and a persons ability to break free from the control we are under. Stand up, speak up, wake up.

It has been hard to qualify for this life

When all around me is struggle and strife;

I haven’t the letters accompanying my name,

To get me ahead in this dizzying game.

I have three kids and one on the way

I am terrified to tell my wife I’ll be laid off in May.

If only I had of finished my senior year of school

I wouldn’t be stuck in this dead end job feeling like a fool.

I believed I was living in a country of opportunity

The last word to describe the availability of training is continuity.

We have no choice and no say in this nation,

I sit for hours in deep contemplation

And try to imagine a system of truth;

A system to integrate what is current in the world,

A system designed to educate our youth,

On the ways of the economy and what you need to know

To sustain in the change that continues to flow,

Through our country like a current too strong for most to stay afloat,

But where are the life guards and who will teach us to swim?

I’m beginning to see most live their lives on a whim.

A whim of hope that they will be saved

From the force of the debilitating waves

That crash all around us and displace us from our homes.

Perhaps it is too late for me I’ve grown old,

But I pray my children have the chance to live free.

Free from fear that they are never enough,

And free from the debt that I’ve always known.

If only they could understand the political reign

And become better suited to break out of its chains,

Let the education system be reformed

And let the focus be shifted,

To acknowledge all minds not only the “gifted”.

Let us create institutes of higher learning,

Where academics work with labours to prepare students for the world,

And reality is learned in the classroom by the teacher

Not on the internet by some cult leader preacher.

I will stand up and fight for my voice to be heard

And hope that someday my rights will be reserved.

here we are again

My story, your story, our story. My love, your love, our love.

At one time these distinctions were non-existent, but through careful planning we are now divided, but the irony is that together we will drown, as this ship we are sailing will soon be sinking down, down, down into the cold blackness of the ocean. When did the living of life become a race? Why are millions of people dying of thirst? On the other side of the world people are making appointments with debt relief specialists, slaves to things because that is what they are bread for. The unbalanced world we live in is making me dizzy and my only wish is to put a Band-Aid over this jagged tear that continues to widen with every anorexic young girl and mal-nourished child in southern Africa. Wake up.

Why do you submit your will to someone you have never laid eyes on. Why do you give up on your dreams before you even allow yourself to make any? Everything you have ever been told about life is sitting like a litre of solidified fat in your head and neck, blocking the flow of life’s energy from nourishing your mind and imagination. Focus on getting back to your best self, your highest potential has not even been met. How exciting is this news? The world is waiting for you to melt away years of beliefs and habits, drain this out of yourself and be empty and free from the debilitating effects of blindly following the leader. There is no leader! You are the leader. Follow love and follow peace wherever they may take you. Follow healing like it’s the river Nile spreading water to the parched deserts of your soul.

I must go forward fearlessly because if I do not I will forever be locked into a system of rape, an ongoing assault by big corporations, the government, and media. Every road I have traveled on, every tear I have cried has not been in vain. I have learned from every single expression of faith delivered to me through the greatness of creation. I was running on a wheel, round and round…until I finally stepped off of it and then…

I was running down a path in the early twilight hours of dawn as the night slowly relinquished its hold over the sky. Through the trees on either side of me I was able to see the glimmering of the water as it reflected the light from the moon. I reached a small clearing and turned knowingly to face the moon that was travelling downwards to rest below the horizon. As I extended my hands to the heavens I inhaled the energy of the night and turned again to face the sun which was climbing skywards in conjunction with the descent of her secret lover, moon. The sun erupted into pinks yellows oranges, soft hues of blue and green lit up the sky like a great display of beauty and possibilities. As my hands waved above me I moved trance like in time to the bursts of color splashed upon the canvas of infinity. I was conducting the light show, I was filled with wonder, and I was love manifested into two eyes to witness the beauty of existence.

The intoxication of truth infiltrated my whole body and the light from the sky is shining through my finger tips as I write these words for you to read. If it is love you are seeking look into your self. If it is peace you wish to build, tap into the unlimited source that flows under your skin and through your bones. If it is laughter and joy you seem to have lost replace them immediately with the knowing of their return, and your return into the undivided.

I have traveled in villages on the west coast of Zanzibar. I have mediated in silence where the streets are sand and the homes are huts. I have worshiped worshipers in old Jambiani who cherish religion in its most raw form; groups of believers gathered together resonating the vibrations of believing. I have walked along the white sandy beaches in Kwengwa, I’ve been hypnotized by the turquoise ocean and pale blue sky that merged together at the furthest point that my eye could see. I have danced with the Masi warriors and I have felt the rush of experiencing life in high gear. I have explored the Mayan ruins and swam deep beneath the earth amongst the roots of the tallest trees in the jungles of Mexico. I have jumped from great heights alongside waterfalls, and I have hiked tall mountains overlooking the united states of America.

I have walked the lonely streets of London on a cold rainy evening, and I have tasted the delicacies Amsterdam has to offer. I’ve lived isolated from civilization in a tent with only my books and yoga to keep me from drifting away into the obsolete. I have known fear and I have been in the depths of despair on several occasions.

Until I was able to recognize the importance of living in accordance to the universal laws of truth I could have continued to travel the globe and searched for meaning at the bottom of another bottle of wine. Now I am tearing down the house I built, I am throwing all of the debris into the fire of my soul and I will burn the remains of self I created unknowing who I already was, who I am. So now I will go forth and fill myself with the fuel to keep my spirit warm. I will stoke the fires of my strength and my being. I will melt away the lethargic habits of worldly attachments. I will not allow myself to be anything but certain of who I am because I am you, and you are me. Your love is my love, and my love is our love. Together we will tear down the prison we have built around ourselves and we will be free to inherit all that is ours. The next step to take is inwards. Welcome yourself home and love the person you are. Dust off doubt, and lose the excess confusion, that is not what you are intended for.