It doesn't matter
about the start
or finish
or who was there
along your journey
to witness,






it just matters
how much
you live this
and
~you answer
*for yourself*
what love is~.

A toddler listens to an adult
when they're interested in their words;
knowing they will teach them more & more
of the lessons that still remain unheard, unheard.

An adult listens to more
than just the roar of the crowd;
knowing any ideas they choose to accept
need to translate into their actions which speak out loud.

It takes more than just a walk in nature to make a naturalist;
It takes so much more than just "art" to make an artist;
It takes more than simple lyrics to make a lyricist;
soulfulness & expression must co-exist.


"Essential truth, the truth of the intellectualists, the truth with no one thinking it, is like the coat that fits tho no one has ever tried it on, like the music that no ear has listened to. It is less real, not more real, than the verified article; and to attribute a superior degree of glory to it seems little more than a piece of perverse abstraction-worship."

"Even if matter could do every outward thing that God does, the idea of it would not work as satisfactorily, because the chief call for a God on modern men's part is for a being who will inwardly recognize them and judge them sympathetically. Matter disappoints this craving of our ego, so God remains for most men the truer hypothesis, and indeed remains so for definite pragmatic reasons."

-William James

It's easy to see people scribble out declarations
when there's no sentiments
in their stream of consciousness.
How will you unlock your dreams
without belief you even have the key?
How will you unlock your dreams
with a key you can't even see?

It's like an ocean;
but one without commotion.

It's a wild horse;
but one without movement.

If you're allowed to stand in one place,
of course
you'll find no need for self-improvement.

But the option is always open
however long it remains delinquent.
And there really is no argument
to contend to those who remain diligent.

There really can't be a dispute
when you have no
beliefs or proof to even refute.

It's like an ocean;
but one without commotion.

It's a wild horse;
but one without movement.

If you're allowed to stand in one place,
of course
you'll find no need for self-improvement.

But what if your environment shifts
and throws you into an unknown abyss?
Can you find a natural instinct
that helps you stay alive
if you don't even believe
in the soul you have inside?
Can you find the same breath of life
in absence of the bonds that make you just
feel
alive?

Any one can swim around and around
in the wild torrent of emotion;
but it's difficult to direct
them with a sense of devotion;
to look at them with logic
*AND, ONLY THEN, SET THEM IN MOTION*
Why not let them fly with a purpose?
Why not try and serve ~so much more~
than just their own surface?

"If you don't stand for something,
you will fall for anything."

"Love is not a habit, a commitment, or a debt. It isn't what romantic songs tell us it is - *~Love simply IS~*. That is the testament ... LOVE IS. No definitions. Love and *don't ask too many questions*. JUST LOVE." -Paulo Coehlo

In a world of divinity
souls could experience unity; infinity.
They'd dance and love with certainty
unconscious of any other way to be.

Conceit wouldn't even be a mask in existence
when we recognize we are all one in every instance;
all it takes is for you to just open your ears & listen.
We're all guilty for the world that we're missin'.


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Vanity; a challenge to your ego
when it should just see
*everyone*
is as beautiful as the image you call "me".

Memory offers your mind a keepsake

but in the here and now your
consciousness should breathe
and find an escape.

to finally cast this out.

I wish I could take your third eye
and
spin it so it stares right into your own mind.
Do you like how you lie, lie, lie
just to get by?* Bye, bye.

You make up excuses,
however useless,
to justify the way you betray.
You cheat
and continue to deceive,
then quit your own game and leave.
(I just hope one day you will see.)
You fabricate a revenge
on a "friend" who has given
you more than their best
time and time again.
(Will you ever extend
the same kindness
you were sent?)
Your lack of tact
shows your
striving for much
less than accurate.
"You let loss
be your guide"**
when you cut ties
to those who've been
nothing but allies.

Does it feel all right
to live your life in shame;
where trust is just a game?
Does it feel all right
to have no pride;
every move you have to hide?
Maybe in time
you'll right your wrongs
or else just
show everyone
it's a heavy cost
to friend a fraud.

*A line from a Swampadelica song,
"Do you lie to get by? woah, yea, yea"
**A line from a Broken Bells song
( ironically called "The High Road" ;) ),
"It's too late to change your mind,
you let loss be your guide".

Moments.

Can we ever accurately remember every inch of the sensations contained in them? Moments are now. Memory, personality is what stretches them into forever. We're not meant to capture them, bottle them up to try and re-live them. They may be instant but never do they cease existence. They're constant, happening one after the other, one after another; they're flowers still blooming deep into the cold of December or the fresh air of September; the month does not matter when the moment is what you are after. You just have to tap into them, accept and act with them. Don't miss them as they're passing, by trying to make them lasting; they're not meant for you to balance them, because they are what is balancing and they are happening. Catch them; cause they're descending. Listen for them; cause they're laughing. Absorb them like a summer sunlit morning because they gaze at you, imploring.

They are restoring.

Open to the...

Moment.

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When you extend your art
into every hand and heart,
you give the world a jump-start.

The trick is

to find the simplest

and slip into simpleness.

Some magnificent Alex Grey work mixed with my own.

"It is the prayer of my innermost being to realize my supreme identity in the liberated play of consciousness, the Vast Expanse. Now is the moment, Here is the place of Liberation."

We introduced our moments to one another;
had the current one meet the other;
linked the former with the further
as their future was drawn into color.


It's not just love we
find and uncover;
it's each other.


This macrocosm is perpetual
our sense of skin; instinctual
as our minds collaborate; intellectual
passion extending into dedication; effectual.
Can I remain your girl as you touch and change the world;
when that thought becomes less and less conceptual
as your spiritual enters into everyone's visual?.
You'll teach them and sit back and say,
"learn well, learn well"
in the absence of ego,
we are all equal.


Can a mind comprehend an amount of Infinity
when its heart holds a love indefinitely
and shakes her hand whenever you're with me?

"Witness the contents of mind, the visions and sounds, the thoughts, as clouds passing through the vast expanse - the sky - like nature of mind. The rootedness of Being is in emptiness, clarity and awareness: unborn, unspoilt,
stainlessly pure."

"Create perfection wherever you go with your awareness. That is why this teaching is admired by artists--they sense the correctness of the response to life as creative. Life is infinite creative play. Enjoyment and participation in this creative play is the artists profound joy.
We co-author every moment with universal creativity."

"Share your presence with others, no boundaries, completely openly lovingly. Love is what makes us alive, that is why we feel so alive when we love. Service is being available to love. Life is the combustion of love. That we love ourselves here, that is the true magnificence in the mountains of being. We are constantly drawing the line between love and not love--enter into the Non-duality Zone, and all judgements dissolve in the Vast Expanse."

~ Beginning quote and three ending quotes by Alex Grey

www.alexgrey.com
The caricature is obviously the only photo NOT done by Alex Grey,
it was done by some awesome guy named Chris at Dorney Park who told us we were among the only ones to have him draw an original moment and not some generic stuff :) <3

when you flourish in memory
or in the imaginary,
you skip right through the now of reality.

isn't it time for your eyes to see?

slip off your articles

and let the breeze
dance into your particles

lay here
and marvel,
look at what
the world has;
and chooses
to offeropen up your ears;
don't let her
whispers grow softeropen up your eyes;
because radiance
resides behind your disguisesopen up your touch;
sometimes love is worth the crush
and life is so worth its rush
open up your lips,
let the Sun's kiss
move your hips

Tap into your senses;
your natural defenses.
This is your trip;
make it worth it.

picture credits: Alice Boyle, http://www.aliceboyle.co.uk/

Paulo Coehlo:

"People give flowers because flowers contain the true meaning of Love. Anyone who tries to possess a flower will have to watch its beauty fading. But if you simply look at a flower in a field, YOU WILL KEEP IT FOREVER, because the flower is part of the evening and the sunset and the smell of damp earth and the clouds on the horizon."

Everything

You're the connection of my senses

until they all just go senseless.
We've entered another world & I sense this.
With every move your body mentions
mine spirals into different dimensions.
You're the extension of that ocean
and this moment.
I don't know if you know this;
but you represent devotion in every emotion.

Do others know about such ascension?
That someone can take them here
and simply lift them?
Because I see their souls,
but when do they fill them?
When do they find out:
This love can heal them.

You haven't "been through a lot" with someone
when you created the problems they had to face
in the first place.

Truth and trust
remain misplaced
the more times
you keep re-painting your face.

Poem for this definitely in the near future.
<3

Children, our heart's chakra;
chanting love is our mantra.

=)