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I fill myself up with powerful self belief,
the self confidence to be content with just the air I breathe.
The rules are merely guidelines,
our mistakes will lead us to progress.
Simply focus on the silence,
to hear the potential of your wisdom.
Flashes of the future, begin with your visions.
Exhilarating possibilities,
finding it hard to breath.
Excitement clouds my judgement,
My heart begins to slow.
The plot begins to thicken,
when my story begins to unfold.
The future is all four seasons.
The beginning of all time.
The power in your words,
the ones inside your mind.
The lesson is Universal.
Be content with your gifts.
the first one you received,
beneath your Mothers Love
That very moment, you took your first breath.
Winter withers all the meadow’s flowers,
and the frozen hours
paint the woodlands pale:
as the snowfalls thicken,
lindens cast their stricken
branches stark against the season’s whiteness.
Yet I mourn this barrenness less sadly
than I grieve how badly
Shame and Honor fail:
Honor’s stream runs shallow,
Virtue’s field lies fallow,
no heart seeks to cull the rose of rightness.
The spring restores the leaves and petals to the flowers on the thorn-hedge,
but the man whom wickedness has taken
and who has forsaken
Honor’s holy pledge
walks a path of sorrows,
nor can face tomorrow’s
gleaming dawn secure in manhood’s brightness.
— translated from the Middle High German
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("Starless Nebula", 2020, original encaustic)
Nebula of Mind
Each step we take, each breath, each thought
A crossroad
A point of possible turning
Holding a potential
Balancing all the weight of the past
With the light of a future
Each moment another chance
To see the light
And release the weight
Everything that comes
The embodiment of all that has been
Till at the crossroad of death
We experience the habits of a life
The way each night we dream
Of a clear light
Through the veils of our day
Who are we, where are we going
If not this clear light
Conditioned by all we do
Each moment, each step, breath, thought
A crossroad to face
What it is we are doing
Where it leads
And if the veils thicken or thin
Right or left, up or down, in or out
Is not the question
Or the answer
As we wake
From beginningless sleep
As stars form
In the nebula of Mind
(12/17/23)
After the rain falls,
A new joy of beauty was bringing,
Reaching out! To wander forth again
Hearing the loud thrush singing,
Pouring out his soul with increasing pain,
No where to rest after the rain falls?
In the evening, when the shadows thicken,
Silence forms from above all,
Leaving a warm wind to quicken,
With their sweet and adorable breath
Perched on a leaf with blossom,
Snooping down at the earth,
While their souls enjoy fain,
Relaxing after a day of pain
The rain falls.
After the rain falls,
Couldn't sleep so I go out walking,
Thinking about you and hearing us talking,
Over the hill a bright star shines upon a green slope,
When one stepped out, nothing was there.
Then something fell from the sky,
An angel so sad it made me cry,
Reaching out
The rain falls.
Washing away the essence,
As tears fall from the moon,
Leaving you feeling purer, cleaner,
Feeling loving and wanting to be nearer,
Life stirs up our hopes within us,
Being unkind to the heart and brain
Not wanting thinks to turn out brusk,
Foreseeing a rosier colourful future,
Banished by toil and pain,
The rain falls.
After the rain falls,
Earth is studded over with bloom,
A new bud is formed on every leaf,
Where the loud thrush, can sing again,
Hearing a loud, melodious call,
Over the meadows,
As we see the sun dipping,
The rain falls.
December 25th- The Christmas Wedding
Head-to-head,
Surrounded by seasonal silver bells
Scarlet passionate pink poinsettias sit
Foliage scenery
Entwined by Christmas and Wedding bliss
Frosty winter weather warmed up by:
Rings of “I Do!”
The eyes of Eve hide underneath a white veil
Beautiful-
A bride walking down the misty mistletoe isle
Wondering why the majestic mustang moon sank without trace?
The aroma of pine trees idle into the death-defying fog
Fine firm decorated ribbons snug unopened gifts
Desperately-
Mistletoes wait above the tenable tint threshold
Kissing and Cheering
New Christmas Vows
In her hands, a beautiful bouquet
-Bridal flowers for the maids
Forsaken by dark dusky dullness wedding cloud
Flustering fragrance thicken the chestnut cold air
Ornaments endured dreary tears
Despising the drapes of fog
That covers the newlywed winter show
Harmony withdrew from that winter wonderland
A white gown, not meant to be
Christmas crushed by her greed
The unkind erratic earth exchanged her own silent vows
In a horrifying hoary haze
A heavy foggy breeze dropped in like debris,
Blowing her tiara dreams away
On this very exact Christmas Day
:-)
11-22-13
Love intoxicates
Makes your heart palpitate,
Makes your emotions radiate,
Scaling highest current, electrocuting feelings.
Love is bad
Love is hard
Love is bald
Love is mad.
Tune you strange to other maidens,
Beat your heart strong, mend it rigid.
Funny it tends: to the choice colleen.
Drives your mental horizon to the alleys of worry.
Love is sweet,
Love does prick,
Love is weak,
Love is thick.
Sweet like candy solution-ed with strawberry,
Pricks your heart, drags your brain: making them enemies.
Weakens your thought, mar your dealings,
Moisture your veins, thicken the lotions in your reins.
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Driving you like a Bremen Bull,
Crazed UPSTAIRS, all earth pull,
Hurting the soil with its hoof,
Till the craved cud it chew.
18:09:11:09:03
Josh Berry
I'm so sick and tired of this life that I'm living
What was it that had kept me driven
The blood on my hands for all those years has thicken
For all my sins I just want to be forgiven
From one road block to another I try to overcome
But all I could hear was the sound of drum
As the pain began to get numb
One question was ask where am I from
The answer was just another kid from the slum
Who was just trying to make it young
I'm tired of everybody trying to bring me down
Leaving me under water to drown
And I'm disgust by myself for letting them take my crown
They trampled on my playground
Let me sleep that's all I ask
I'm sure that's not a hard task
But before I go I'll take off this mask
And show you the me of the past
Sometimes demon control you and sometimes you control them
I came with restless voices in my head,
And doubts that paced the borders of the room;
They named the brittle things I left unsaid,
And made the silence thicken into gloom.
Then all around me music caught its flame,
And dancers swung in circles round the floor;
Lamps softened my small and private blame,
While laughter rose—a bright, unbroken roar.
I watched the circling dancers as they turned,
Until the music entered through my feet;
The doubts I carried no longer returned,
And fell silent beneath the rolling beat.
The room swung wide; the rhythm filled the air,
Its mighty pulse outshone each private cry;
I had no thought to feed, no grief to bear,
Only stillness as dancers whirled by.
Amid the music’s storm, my spirit found its home;
I met a quiet place, and ceased to roam.
Oh, let my blood thicken, as in front of my computer
I type.
Who cares if my retinas are being destroyed?
For we are being led down an electronic primrose path
like bleeting sheep to the slaughter.
As EMF waves destroy the brains of our young sons and
our oh, so beloved daughters.
Oh, how we chortle and snicker at those who have no WI FI!
We look down at our parents considering them to old to learn?
Be grateful they lived long, radiation-free lives and will rest
quietly in an urn.
They came from a generation that loved humanity and..
Few of these angels left, who appreciate their times and its
sanity.
When being together in person on a radiation free phone call,
Just made their day ever so perfectly~long before the Pavlovian
cell phone's siren song.
Ah, how we adore our intelligent children as if they were MENSA
or something?
As their brains are zapped by technology, into radiation dumplings.
With joy and giddiness, both teachers and parents have no clue,
of the harm which they do.
Teaching children to be robots, I heartily eschew.
Wake-up parents and teachers-why worry about a virus?
Get them off computers to find the true gems of being a human,
~ that still shine brightly inside all of us.
APRIL 5, 2020
5:30pm PST
*EMF= Electronic Magnetic Frequency
* electricsense.com
in a large roasting pan combine
3 cups of aundoille or polish sausage bite sized
3 cups of peeled diced carrots
3 cups of peeled red bell peppers diced
1 cup of peeled diced sweet potatos
2 sprigs of thyme
2 sprigs of rosemary
8 cloves of garlic
1 cup of diced onion
1/2 cup of diced fennel bulb
1 teaspoon of turmeric powder
1 tablespoon of cayenne pepper
2 tablespoons of salt 1/2 cup of olive oil
bake 45 minute or unt fork tender
remove from oven remove rosemary and thyme
puree smooth.
in a large pot mix 5 cups of pork stock
1/4 cup of lime juice
2/3 cups of sweet marsala
2 cups of smashed cooked white beans
(potato masher with a sift and plunger)
1 cup of smashed cooked chickpeas
( use a mash potato masher with sift and plunger)
1 cup of heavy cream
1 cup of cream cheese
1/2 cup of parmesan cheese
bring to a boil and add pureed veggies
thicken with a slurry.
serve over rice with sliced roast pork and shrimp!
Or substitute pork broth and roast pork with chicken
and chicken broth.
serve with shrimp or by itself