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From the Voices Yonder...

All in the golden afternoon
Full leisurely we glide;
For both our oars, with little skill,
By little hands are plied
While little hands make vain pretence
Our wanderings to guide

Ah, cruel Three! In such an hour
Beneath such dreamy weather,
To beg a tale of breath too weak
To stir the tiniest feather!
Yet what can one poor voice avail
Against three tongues together?

Imperious Prima flashes forth
Her edict 'to begin it'-
In gentler tone Secunda hopes
'There will be nonsense in it!' -
While Tertia interrupts the tale
Not more than one minute.

Anon, to sudden silence won,
In fancy they pursue
The dream-child moving through a land
Of wonders wild and new,
In friendly chat with bird or beast =
And half believe it true.

And ever, as the story drained
The wells of fancy dry,
And faintly strove that weary one
To put the subject by,
'The rest next time -It is next time!'
The happy voices cry.

Thus grew the tale of Wonderland
Thus slowly, one by one,
Its quaint events were hammered out -
and now the tale is done,
And home we steer, a merry crew,
Beneath the setting sun.

Alice! a childish story take,
And with a gentle hand
Lay it where Childhood's dreams are twined
In Memory's mystic band,
Like pilgrim's wither'd wreath of flowers
Plucked in far-off land

Rahamim :: matrix / womb

language can be beautiful...

rahamim;
the matrix mother womb we share,
living in the thin blood of the sky,
we sing and we laugh
and yet we live to die.
rahamim;
i am another you
living thru
and true
as human as I can be
so that I can see you
inside of me
and me inside of you;
an open heart
bleeds unity
and extends life.
rahamim;
matrices of mind,
matrices of blood,
matrices of mystery,
we are one of a kind
and yet blind
to the circles
all around us.
rahamim;
I am sharing your dream.

Peace.
Love as word
Love as action
Love as connection
Love as protection

Bless on
Bless thru
Bless you
and all you see as true

Happy New Year - Earth Cow!

bend the mind to find a kind of comfort in some relationship of signals

sounds

and symbols

spinning spiral lines forward

and backward we look

to walk on and through

to new vision

and vast collision of hearts;

the truth starts at 'yes'
and I confess my love is pouring out
without
effort
or fear
to clear the here of if and when


so begin with 'yes'
and ride it through

Beyond Knowledge

"Look around you without thinking, without conceptualization. In seeing, come to no conclusion, no interpretation. In seeing, , simply be in pure perception, pure seeing, pure looking, pure hearing, pure touching, and so on. At these moments you are free from memory and are open to the unknown. You discover things that you never saw before. You see things from a completely new point of view - if we can still speak of a point of view since it is a global feeling.

In pure observation, pure sensation, brain cells which are generally not used are completely open to the creative world. Creativity can never be thought, it comes to you. You must put yourself in a state of receiving, in a state of availability. Do not contaminate these moments with the already known. In other words, be open to the unknown." - John Klein

the gift of mushrooms

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ALOHA

where the heart does stop
the mind surely will pour in
endless waterfalls flow

Reflections on Psychedlics from an Elder

San Jose is truly a Pivotal Place

Pigs Gettin' Fattened for the Slaughter

Remember what you created...

Remember what you give away when you take something...

Remember where your food and your inspiration comes from....

"He asked, ‘ Do you know how to catch wild pigs?’ The professor thought it was a joke and asked for the punch line. The young man said this was no joke. ‘You catch wild pigs by finding a suitable place in the woods and putting corn on the ground. The pigs find it and begin to come everyday to eat the free corn. When they are used to coming every day, you put a fence down one side of the place where they are used to coming. When they get used to the fence, they begin to eat the corn again and you put up another side of the fence. They get used to that and start to eat again. You continue until you have all four sides of the fence up with a gate in the last side. The pigs, who are used to the free corn, start to come through the gate to eat, you slam the gate on them and catch the whole herd. Suddenly the wild pigs have lost their freedom. They run around and around inside the fence, but they are caught. Soon they go back to eating the free corn. They are so used to it that they have forgotten how To forage in the woods for themselves, so they accept their captivity." (blog)