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Age: 28
Sign: Leo

City: SAN RAMON
State: CALIFORNIA
Country: US

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Monday, May 19, 2008

Murmurs of those we hold close
Category: Writing and Poetry

in the doldrums of speaking skies
winds wilt in imaginary lines
and hawks write home
wings dipped   in white ink cloud
gliding flapless 
no hesitation
engaging blue
interweavings of heavens shroud
 
silent
apt
torn in curvature
murmurs
to all its own
 
      or more?
 
an aquiesce maybe
an ageless calligraphy 
 
taught unspoken and shared adorn 
written
 
to eyes that dream
but never closed
 
taught unspoken and shared adorn
written
 
to eyes that dream
 
 
but never closed 

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

Derek Paravicini
Category: Music

link - if video doesnt show up on your computer 

 

This is a documentary on the musical savant Derek Paravicini.  I stumbled upon Derek on 60 minutes and was moved enough to watch this documentary on him.  Not only is Derek a beautiful pianist but he is also a beautiful human being that helps teach us, humans, the very foundation of our own emotional makeup.   Derek, a mildly autistic musical savant, transcends all boundaries of the human spirit and forces us to examine our own brains and feelings through the avenue of music.  It is with the utmost pleasure that I share this documentary with you, and promise-- upon watching-- you will be lifted to your highest with the new found ability to dream .......like you were always capable

enjoy

peace, love and light

-me

 

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Friday, November 02, 2007

The Gift
Category: Life

"If you're going to try, go all the way. Otherwise don't even start. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs. And maybe your mind. It could mean not eating for three or four days. It could mean freezing on a park bench. It could mean jail. It could mean derision. It could mean mockery, isolation. Isolation is the gift. All the others are a test of your endurance. Of how much you really want to do it. And you'll do it, despite rejection in the worst odds. And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. If you're going to try, go all the way. There is no other feeling like that. You will be alone with the gods. And the nights will flame with fire. You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. It's the only good fight there is."

- C.B. 

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Gustav Klimt (a brief showing)
Category: Art and Photography

for  more - klimt site

 

Gustav Klimt (1862-1918)

 

'Silver Fish'

 

'Hygieia'

 

'Sea Serpents III'

 

'The Music'

'The Pallas Athena'

 

'The Large Polar'

 

 

'Adamo ed eva'

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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

The Last Seconds inside the Drake Equation (public)
Current mood: trying
Category: trying Life

Is God something, a theory, a thought, an idea humans have made up as answer for oursleves to feel secure in our tiny bodies, our tiny world (Earth).  Nobody has that answer.  But whether or not God does exist , at least the idea of it has helped teach us something very valuable about ourselves and ultimately the world -- the power of the mind ----the power of thought,belief, sustained mental energy    

Intelligence has taken an incredibly long amount of time to evolve. Why waste it? 

Cosmic Calender - Video (link)

 Is Love a necessary part of evolution for the survival of an "intelligent" planet?  I believe it is.  But it is so much more than a necessity for ultimate survival.

 

Peace From the Quantum -video (link)

 

We are capable of altering our reality.  I believe, as many do, that Quantum Physics somehow holds the truth behind this.  We CAN impact, with thought, our physical environment. We CAN create a world of peace.  It has taken much man made destruction and pain to figure out that Love and Peace is the ultimate answer to not only survival, but precious well being and happiness in that survival.  I really feel that those that have lived in both peace and fear, given the choice, would choose PEACE.  And many have lived in both but haven't completely learned or have been oppressed enough to not broadcast what they really want. They haven't completely learned that they can make a difference simply by thinking about love and peace.  Broadcast it ..let it radiate from every part of your body, and over time watch as everything changes around you and inside you.  Thoughts create action. Thoughts create realities. Take comfort that you helped in the cause of creating a beautiful one--You can become more than you,  you can come back to being one with everything.  You can become we again.  You CAN see the world outside just your eyes.

You can see the world as one.

 

One Planet -video (link)

 

Come back to nature with a renewed and updated form of consciousness and reclaim our home, the only one we've ever known --Earth

 

"From Wakan Tanka, the Great Spirit, there came a great unifying life force that flowed in and through all things-- the flowers of the plains, blowing winds, rocks,trees, birds, animals -- and was the same force that had been breathed into the first man. Thus all things were kindred, and were brought together by the same Great Mystery.

Kinship with all creatures of the earth, sky, and water was a real and active principle. In the animal and bird world there existed a brotherly feeling that kept the Lakota safe among them. And so close did some of the Lakotas come to their freathered and furred friends that in true brotherhood they spoke a common tongue.

The animals had rights-- the right of man's protection, the right to live, the right to multiply, the right to freedom, and the right to man's indebtedness- and in recognition of these rights the Lakota never enslaved an animal, and spread all life that was not needed for food or clothing.

This concept of life and its relations was humanizing, and gave to the Lakota an abiding love. It filled his being with the joy and mystery of living; it gace him reverence for all life; it made a place for all things in the scheme of existence with equal importance to all.

The Lakota could despise no creature, for all were of one blood, made by the same hand, and filled with the essence of the Great Mystery. In spirit, the Lakota were humble and meek. "Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth"-- this was true for the Lakota, and  from the earth they inherited secrets long forgotten. Their religion was sane,natural, and human."

                  Chief Luther Standing Bear

                                           Teton Sioux

Currently reading :
The Soul of an Indian and Other Writings from Ohiyesa (The Classic Wisdom Collection)
By Charles Alexander Eastman
Release date: September, 1993

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Saturday, August 25, 2007

Go Outside Today and Wonder
Category: Life

 

This is an excerpt (pgs 18-20) from a book entitled Native American Wisdom, edited by Kent Nurburn and Louise Mengelkoch .  Since I typed it out word for word for my friend Ly, I thought I might as well share it with everyone.   I hope you all can take some time this weekend and go outside somewhere where there isnt a lot of noise pollution and just sit, wonder and listen to our beautiful world.    

 

"Sometimes we boys would sit motionless and watch the swallows, tiny ants, or perhaps some smal animal at its work and ponder its industry and ingenuity; or we lay on our backs and looked long at the sky, and when the stars came out made shapes from the various groups.
         Everything was possessed of personality ,only differing from us in form. Knowledge was inherent in all things. The world was a library and its books were the stones, leaves ,grass, brooks and the birds and animals that shared, alike with us, the storms and blessings of Earth. We learned to do what only the student of nature ever learns, and that was to feel beauty.  We never railed at the storms, the furious winds, and the biting frosts and snows. To do so intesnsified human futility, so whatever came we adjusted ourselves, by more effort and energy if necessary, but without complaint.
    Even the lightning did us no harm, for whenever it came too close, mothers and grandmothers in every tipi put cedar leaves on the coals and their magic kept danger away. Bright days and dark days were bothexpressions of the Great Mystery, and the Indian reveled in being close to the great Holiness.

Observation was certain to have its rewards. Interest, wonder, admiration grew, and the fact was appreciated that life was more than mere human manifestation; it was expressed in a multitude of forms.

     This appreciation enriched Lakota existence. Life was vivid and pulsing; nothing was casual and common place. The Indian lived--lived in every sense of the word--from his first to his last breath."

                             -Chief Luther Standing Bear
                                 Teton Sioux

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Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Time to wake up
Category: Life

 

"Are you watching Closely?"

-Alfred Borden From The Prestige

This "Democracy" has become one of the greatest illusions of all time.

Time To Wake Up Kiddies.

It's time to say no,

no more,

 with love. 

 

Watch

Zeitgeist The Movie

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Friday, August 10, 2007

Couldn’t Tell Yah
Category: Writing and Poetry

Despair me

deceit 

filthy souvenir of drinks

I could shave all the hair from you

pretend I was an angel

tattoo my body full of poems

and sell it in a store

like a whore

where you could

read

while you fuck touch tongues

with literary mine

skipping stones on a lake

made of painted skin

 

Derision

 

A cigarette dangling  sticky to the lip

dancing, dodging the grip

of your funny fuckin' laugh

What if critic!

I play piano with the creases

of your puckered inhaling mouth

half of it so high you can't even hear

 

Ha-ha!

 

you smoker of midnight

you plagiarizer of pain

you jackal of dawn

hiding your cachet

so help me stolen

from some famous

made-up penname-

 

stop

cackle

shift in your Tennessee chair

and swirl

swirl your brand new liver on the rocks

so that the ice rattles the glass

and read on

Knowing

deep down

in some fucked up way

I write your checks

I write

with or without you

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Sunday, August 05, 2007

What You Make Of It
Category: Writing and Poetry

I have a dream

Just a dream

A place of humble beginnings

A crumb dungeon of half eaten macaroons

 

Crayola stenciled

wax paper skies

template backgrounds

no oppressive lines

 

orange cookie sheet residues

wheat brazen

 

grass stained eyes

 

rainbow pit stains

on slogan shirts

 

It's a lot different here

But it's a lot the same

 

We don't touch what we want

We fear for what we have

 

life goes on

 

they'll say

 

see you on the inside

but

don't forget

to say goodbye

 

Just a dream

 

Just unused skin

hiding

under patches

of playground jeans

 

stitched shut blow holes

suffocating child

end of my mammal

 

scream

 

self-serve smelling salts and

alarm clock heaters

 

Just a dream

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Saturday, July 28, 2007

Know It
Category: Writing and Poetry

Triple sec

Impaired mindspeak

Impaled on the Bedpost

 

With your cowardice prowess

You found me

 

Lying at the edge of death

Fetal

Tear stained empathy

 

morphine drip

with a lemon twist

 

Disguises me a ventriloquist

 

Doll

 

Sucking on the inside out flowers

 

Don't try

But you will

There's no way you could see

past the peace signs in your eyes

 

a retractable tulip tongue

 

dodging

 

ripped up philosophy

 

pre-emptive God's son

 

In all its in-formidable glory

 

A useless device

that had its taste

then lost its chance

 

somewhere in the blankness

of the wood hiding behind the white

 

a red bloody candy cane

Impaled on the bedpost

 

You found me

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Made for Us
Category: Writing and Poetry

swollen, pensive

       

                   insatiable regret in the passing of time

                             

                            linger I   

 

on the roads of feelings

 

paying tolls with totalitarian coins

 

just expired gun powder pushed into an old civil war musket

 

                               mull I

 

the entrance to the crypt keepers garden

 

                                         taking precious moments to hide

 

in the showering shadow of fiery leaves of ferns

 

blousing

                           teasing I

 

with slices

 

of

 

blinding

 

Venetian

 

light

 

 

 

God

 

 

You are so contagious

 

but why am I

                                  so immune?

 

Violence in vaccine

 

Sacrifice in a long walk

 

                                    Insatiable regret of the of passing time

 

 

God 

 

 

You are so contagious

 

but why am I

                                   so immune?

                                

Straight jackets

 

                            made for us

 

                                         to give ourselves hugs

< SPAN>

Hells Bells jingle in the rubbing of their undone straps

 

                                     linger I

 

On the roads of feelings

 

Paying tolls with a pocketful of totalitarian coins

 

 

God

 

You are so conatgious

 

 

I killed you for your skin

 

You tiger

 

You lemon

 

You endangered

 

Venetian 

 

with the uneven spread

 

of your

 

Slices of light

 

 

God

 

 

You are so contagious

 

but why  

                                  amIsoinlovewithyou?

 

but so immune

 

 

Straight jackets

                           made for us

                                                to give ourselves hugs

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Monday, June 25, 2007

Ashore (touch-up)
Category: Writing and Poetry

High, high heels that could walk on water

A white to lavender gown flows and follows behind her

Dragging and dragging

like kelp

with no meaning to hinder

 

"If I could marry it all away…"