Full Moon Right Tao Fading Into Zen

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Full Moon Right Tao Fading Into Zen

Howlin’ at this Full Lunar Eclipse . . . Now becoming the Moon . . . The spirited Wolves within are fighting again . . . Obi Wan Kenobi in me showcases a continuum of profane (Empire) and sacred energy (Chi) . . . But Dark Vader steroid infused Robocops feed the seductive trigger happy electricity of anger . . . I dig on the freaky folks that are mad to live-mad to love hip stray cats . . . Swingin’ good times . . . Forgotten forecast of remembering when pendulum swings back to blurred boundaries of murky polluted waters . . . 21st Century Bohemians . . . A beatnik lion roaring in the shadowy caves about unintended consequences . . . Red carpet paparazzi . . . Who stole the soul of the designer drug-white tongue on Montana . . . Madonna, just imagine BRC as yo’ daddy . . . Our polyamorous friends swear they’re living a Great Gatsby . . . Is this anarchy an escape from intimacy? . . . Forget about it, a Blue Blood’s burden is a distracted workin’ man’s blues fantasy . . . Lost Tweens On The Waterfront, where mister there’s an exit of anger and denial . . . n’ straight outta homeless nervous woodland creature energies residing in the trash while jacked up on coffee beans, ma chucka . . . Addiction is a distraction from a soul’s responsibility to wake up to our Homo Luminosity. . . Praying to an Imaginary Friend (Einstein said imagination is more important than knowledge) . . . Heeding a callback before technology overtakes our humanity . . . Virtually the brain’s same centers light up during awakened doings . . . See you on the dark side of the moon . . . Ghosts of Yesteryear’s Twilight Zones . . . The sign says stop and smell the roses brothers and sisters

Colorful Blessings

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Fall is upon us

Giving permission to grieve Yang’s dirge
Football and soccer games help keep us on the ball
Squirrels driven nuts by forgotten acorns
Mental health returns with a keen sense of smell

Leaving behind egalitarian Autumnal dance-steps
Perfect harmony with masculine and feminine synergy
Nature reflects our inner shifts n’ energetic rifts

Turning yin-ward
Waning Light
Soon outta sight
Tunneling toward our darkest hour
But not before many spirited blessings

Universal Consciousness and The Illusion of Time

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our perception of time

is a man-made construct

example . . .
as I gaze into the stars
billions of light years away
pondering
who’s on the other side
billions of light years away
and yet
here we are looking at one another’s
past in the present moment

so . . . depending on whose perspective
i’m billions of light years old or young
or both at the same time

question . . .
which represents my time?

answer . . .
past, present and future
capture the essence
of the eternal now
and our illusion of time

Isn’t That Obvious?

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Isn’t That Obvious?

Blue is my hue today,
blinded by arrogance and green so you say.
Save me a soul by sellin’ your lies,
sailin’ away to far away spaces way high up in the sky.
Chariots of fire are the gods you see,
pullin’ puppet master strings of you and me.

And pushin’ their rule by secrecy . . .

A blast is heard from far away,
repeated by the talkin’ head objectively.
The sound’s been bit-sweet as candy . . .
Seen with my own eyes, while I perceive reality.
Cause it’s right there on T.V.

As seen on Fox News last night . . .

Spin doctors writing prescriptions,
but I don’t understand their indications.
And it wasn’t the first time folks . . .
Cuz propaganda is as propaganda does.

Now the scrolls teach us our souls,
are beyond the tolls of our roles . . .

And that includes . . .

Our Constitution, Bible, Koran, Cabala and the Book of the Dead . . .
Our academic institutions and their textbooks . . .
Our tax dollars that buy ’em.
Our corporations that make, market and sell ’em.
Our teachers that use ’em in their lesson plans.

And any interpretation of it . . .

Dancin’ Again

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Dancin’ Again

I know a time . . .
I make’s no sense at all.
May weather this flood . . .
Season through reason and fall.

Fire with fire, n’ head to head . . .
Boilin’ and fumin’, our faces are red.

And here we are . . .
Dancin’ again.

You am I and I are you . . .
One up, one down, one is two.
Assumin’ n’ askin’, through n’ through
Sleepin’ n’ weepin’, n’ smilin’ wit chu.

And here we are . . .
Dancin’ again.

Fire with fire, n’ head to head . . .
Boilin’ and fumin’, our faces are red.

And here we are . . .
Dancin’ again.

Light equals dark
Dark equals light
Yang diming to night
Yin fading from light

And here we are . . .
Dancin’ again

Distracted Workin’ Man

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Distracted Workin’ Man

Workin’ man, dreams of screamin’ fans
Sweats n’ chugs and buys your rugs
Have no fear, in the atmosphere
Buyin’ my way up there, climbin’ dem stairs

Got a mortgage, kids n’ a wife
But someone else mister, seems to own my life
Got us distracted, n’ fightin’ too
WASPs n’ Catholics, Muslims n’ Jews

Goals n’ objectives are good for fun
But he’s got a gun and I’m on the run
Auctioned off my soul to the highest bidder
Cuz I wuz a consumer whore last Winter

Got a mortgage, kids n’ a wife
But someone else mister, seems to own my life
Got us distracted, n’ fightin’ too
WASPs n’ Catholics, Muslims n’ Jews

Our troops, now we’re told are protectin’ our Freedom
But it’s the Liberty of the Stock Exchange
N’ Phat Cats pullin’ our strings
As the stoned statue Lady rings

Got a mortgage, kids n’ a wife
But someone else mister, seems to own my life
Got us distracted, n’ fightin’ too
WASPs n’ Catholics, Muslims n’ Jews

Now I’m a pig fed by the dole
Distracted from my authentic soul
A bull’s eye on the coveted target
Formatted by a compulsive overeating super-sized market

Got a mortgage, kids n’ a wife
But someone else mister, seems to own my life
Got us distracted, n’ fightin’ too
WASPs n’ Catholics, Muslims n’ Jews

Eagle In Flight

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Eagle in Flight

A step from the light
A step from the dark
Close to fallin’
Close to flight

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

A leap of faith
Into an ocean’s abyss
Close to drownin’
Close to fate I’d miss

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

Here I’m standing still
Life’s pulse I can feel
This moment surreal
This experience is real

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

Now my Heart beats alive
My emotions I drive
Your perspective I see
In my own arms I am me

And I’ve got stage fright . . . In the dark tonight
A Soarin’ Eagle in Flight . . . In the skies tonight
A sunlit moon twilight . . . On A Starry Night

This Land Is Your Land Revisited

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This Land Is Your Land Revisited

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York islands
From the Redwood Forests, to the Gulf Stream waters . . .
This land was made for you and me

This land is your land, this land is my land
From our Lost Wages, to the stock exchange
From the cookie cutter suburbs, to the water treatment plants . . .
This land was made for my SUV

This land is your land, this land is my land
From corporate propaganda, to the Woodstock Nation
From the self-evident truths, to expanded consciousness . . .
This land was made for Liberty

This land is your land, this land is my land
From crafty politicians, to fortune telling
From intellectual constructs, to intuitive understanding . . .
This land was made for reciprocity

This land is your land, this land is my land
From telepathic communication, to respecting diversity
From free for service economies, to dreaming a New Dream collectively . . .
This land was made for Aquarian Unity

Our Town

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Our Town
Here on Mothership Gaia, in dying Pisces centuries
Birthing into a New World of Aquarian Unity
An old age built on wireless, in sweatshops on other shores
And they built the satellites that helped the Empire win Star Wars

Here in Our Town
Here in Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

Well Granny’s working at Wal-Mart
Keeping aisles tidy to sell
Always greets customers with a smile
A job that’d suit a robot as well
Property taxes rising, lost my job without pay
Mr. Le Page took down the Labor Wall
As small businesses sail away

Here in Our Town
Here in Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

Well my Grampy’s off the Waterfront
Now he’s come to join Occupy Main Street
Our yard’s just rusty lobster traps
Cuz the Hidden Hand did what fishermen couldn’t do
These seas are filled with tales of mermaids and whales
Swimming these ocean floors
We sent our daughters to department stores
Now we’re wondering what they’ve been buying for.

Here in Our Town
Here in Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

From the Harmonic Convergence
To the 9th Cosmic Wave
To the instant Karmic Groundhog Days
That tired story remains the same
Crystalline Grids are rising
Now mister you tell me the world’s changed
Once working folks made a few wealthy enough–bought up deeds
to forget our own names

In Our Town
In Our Town
My sweet Eartha I’m sinking down
Here Buddha in Our Town

When I die tonight I’ll eat a Slice of Heaven
And digest it mystically well
I pray to God to bathe me in Light
As I leave behind my human shell

Wise Fool

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Wise Fool

Alone in a place no one can see
Sit fools spinning dreams of who they might be
Images and colors flickering, remain undefined
Serving only to remind

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions

Like a vampire bite, dark emotions carry venom
Attaching blame when I become a victim
Feeding off the energy of another
God help me, for I’m a psychic blood sucker

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions

Groundhog Day and I’m dead again
A fleeting shadow is there no end?
Searching for an exit, fools eyes find none
Until I awake and see we are one

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions