throwing rocks at god...
therealchipwillis:

Rub a dub
Scarletexperience
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shoes, man.  whew.

shoes, man.  whew.

this is my new mantra, my affirmation, my ablution, my absolute.  now i will pray for patience, so i can pray with patience.  it’s all so confusing…

this is my new mantra, my affirmation, my ablution, my absolute.  now i will pray for patience, so i can pray with patience.  it’s all so confusing…

dancingdakini:

Recognize the preciousness of your human life that you now have. This was the first teaching after the introduction to the post-festival retreat. Learn to appreciate your life, how rare it is and how fortunate you are to be human and to have found Dharma. Once you truly realize how valuable your…

the starry night

the starry night

i have been to this painting

in my mind’s eye

and in my mind’s mind

i have seen these thousand stars

beyond the canvas

awash in the pigment and the oil

and every star had your face

and every star was your name

and every star was my love

and drove me mad

and healed me

and made me whole (but never sane)

and starlight was my manna

and the music of the spheres my mantra

and the starlight wrapped around me

and held my soul together

and in your eyes is heaven

and every day i go there

and speak aloud my love for you

in holy pure profanity

sending holy goddess-blood

rushing in to blush the cheeks

of all who dwell there listening

they disappear into the night sky

filling it with cries of passion

and shooting stars of lust

to fill my eyes with signs of love

to follow and to live

forever

(comment: i wrote this in a stream-of-consciousness on valentine’s day 2003. it took about 10 minutes start to finish, because the subject is dear to me. -dB)

UPDATE:  so much for love, and so much for poetry.   my heart is broken but still sings these words.  goodbye mermaid.  i will love you always, long after the stars have died…


reminds me of Medwig and the Angry Inch…

reminds me of Medwig and the Angry Inch…

georgianatoo:

Classic

my new personal ad… and not people who PRETEND online to be dirty and filthy.  i mean the kind that are dirty in private, and can keep a secret… so there. 

georgianatoo:

Classic

my new personal ad… and not people who PRETEND online to be dirty and filthy.  i mean the kind that are dirty in private, and can keep a secret… so there. 

music is beauty;  beauty, music. - dale ballard

music is beauty;  beauty, music. - dale ballard

The sound my mouth makes, pushing away the cold.
So, at the end of this quiet afternoon,
Wanting to write the love poems I’ve never written,
I turn from the shadow to the cottonwood
And say blackbird, as if to you.
Peter Everwine (via uutpoetry)
An April Fool (springtime dies exploding) pt I

An April Fool (springtime dies exploding) pt I

The long hibernation is ended

Green, purple, yellow-gold

Scream out “REVOLUTION!!”

Dead limbs scattered as the old ways die

But Death is forgotten

As the cycle circles

Ouroboros devouring himself

Diamondback the hillsides

Rivers snake below me

Neospectral fireworks my dismay

Confusion in the beauty

(confusion IS the beauty)

Beloved Vincent, now i understand

Springtime dies exploding

As summer comes eroding

Winter lays a runway down for Death

But momentary springtime

A florid intervention

To shake me from my inner innermost

Destructive self-reflection

My inner insurrection

To make good my escape by standing still

Indelicate mutation

Compromising condensation

The evidence of mourning on the grass…