In the morning I sit with my singing bowl, cupped in palm, and begin the circular movement 'round the outside rim. Vibration travels through the arm, into the chest and down the spine. I am a vessel of love and light- I am whole.
These written words of pages plied My linguistic tools on which I rely Are all my drug to keep me sane They pause the world and numb the brain
My reckless pen scrawls gibberish Thoughts radiant in design A mystery to the world Conceptions I divine Through negligence of sound regard I repeat my ill mistakes Fix these holes that leak the truth Fix my constant aches
Problems seem to cultivate They multiply for sure Not long now I have my fix For now I must endure
I'm floating along flickering iridescent pathways Cloaked in a fog with an inner murmur cold as black ice Spinning out as the wheels catch and jerk Fool me once, fool me twice
The ground feels like air beneath my feet The stars are twinkling calling my ancient names I am met by twitching slideshows in this melting mirror A long gray haired old woman with starry eyes that tell me we are the same.
It's been a long road, kindred heart, My will would have me rip you from my pulsing chest. I'll beat in rhythm to the mournful...
It bursts through my brain; a network of brilliant growth †††radiating from my crown. † † Bright lights and searing sounds † vibrating throughout my body, † †† clearing a way for the creation † † of new and connected pathways- † healing thoughts and beliefs † †† that draw the heart into darkness. † † A heightened level of † consciousness allows the soul † †† direct commune with the Divine. † † In this altered state I have † found the child that I lost in the † †† years of arduous...