soul shines through eyes,
watches ourselves

the universe is calling

Everything we do is Creative.

mindfully do,
do you?

willfully do,
do we?

One sees
as One is

natural concepts,
locked up in boxes

no labels
for subtleties,

slide through

with all things we do,
think
"What futures are we creating?"

what if
what if
what if?

Forget it.

The world is yours.

buttercup perfect sky cloud blues

whatever you want
you feel
you need to do
to be

the silence can hear
the dragon eyes dripping
human people
around embers
crackle
fire
from there
to then
and them
upon themselves

what's the score,
love and war(?)

and other ideas

sometimes you
have to wear a badge
to say you've paid your due

Love
is fluid

perhaps
sometimes
some
times
people
need abrasiveness
to catch hold
define
themselves
position
against
in opposition

An identity
of opposition

the dying kind,
maybe

This is the story
I'm writing

This is the dream
of our experience
realised

soothsayer said
soothing
says
something of a
soft,
landing.

landing...

landing...

sha-ar-dow-row

You have your eyes
you have your vision
you have the light
and shadow

it's up to you
to turn the tide
point motion
like
an arrow

me ≠ me

inside
trapped and blinded
outside,
free to see
In and of
but not
in and of,
you have to come
to me.

being at the end
there's so much light.

Horizon, horizon
pales and fades

form gives way

to field

crystal cut
gorge
display

flying flying watching still

solitary stable bird flying nature pause
poise
flap raise attack
you are

watching

still
still movement
motion fly towards
away from
pastures always skies
open anew

for you,

sparrowhawk.

(because) in society
you're riding
a nothing made real

music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
music and cool
there's nothing

When you follow your own way
and all else collapses around you,
at least you've got that

But when you place your self
in the failings of the false general condition
you've got nothing

when it all falls down
gets swept away
(which it will)



when you place your faith/limits/self
in the false general condition
you've got nothing
when it's all swept away

(which it will)

(which it will)

This is probably
the best it could ever be.
It's just realizing it.

We are
enlightened
already

There is nothing
more
to lose

to gain

there is nothing
everything

standing
naked
here
rays

from without
and inside

composite

joy.

I've got my life,
I want to
Expansive

if we were all doers
doing as we believe we should
there wouldn't be anyone
holding us in

believe we can
can't
believe we can

over the fence
there's another life
outside
of my remit

the only way
that this could work
is that we're open
to asking
each other

waiting in a
traffic
queue

to turn right,
for diamonds

when I'm
waiting in the
traffic
queue

to turn left.

you make
the story,
what are the pages
you want
to read?

reddened glow
over the horizon
I see you

rough cut smooth

rough cut diamond
in the morrow dawn light
morrow born light
born light
light
borning
birth
born
dawn borning
morrow born light.