On the carousel of life
Gently moving with the flow
Saturday, February 26, 2011
A day.......
Twin breath intertwined
Merging
Through the forest of dreams
Twisted and held
In the reality
of a moment
The scalpel of life
Singing it's way on each downward stroke
Whistling
On the way up
Calibrated movement
Excising the soft underbelly
of ego
Letting go
The mass of conditioned detritus
Celebrating each cut
An outdated putrefying perspective
Holding onto nothing
A blended cocktail
Extravagance and serendipity
Trying to desperately outrun
That......which is nothing
Leaving the familiar
Treading water
In the paradigm of change
Caught in the universal current
Expediting the mission
Gracefully
In gratitude
Releasing the weight of all
Floating through the darkness
Bathed
In the embryonic warmth of a difference
Seizing
Cannibalizing
Leaping
Surrendering
A day fulfilled
A day blessed
Merging
Through the forest of dreams
Twisted and held
In the reality
of a moment
The scalpel of life
Singing it's way on each downward stroke
Whistling
On the way up
Calibrated movement
Excising the soft underbelly
of ego
Letting go
The mass of conditioned detritus
Celebrating each cut
An outdated putrefying perspective
Holding onto nothing
A blended cocktail
Extravagance and serendipity
Trying to desperately outrun
That......which is nothing
Leaving the familiar
Treading water
In the paradigm of change
Caught in the universal current
Expediting the mission
Gracefully
In gratitude
Releasing the weight of all
Floating through the darkness
Bathed
In the embryonic warmth of a difference
Seizing
Cannibalizing
Leaping
Surrendering
A day fulfilled
A day blessed
Edging.......into the moment
Edging
Inexorably
Closer
Feeling the warm breath of destiny
Cold shivers of emotion
Expand exponentially
In a heart
Bursting
With grace & gratitude
In the moments of attainment
It falls
Into the vacuum of nothingness
and
The glory of surrender.
Inexorably
Closer
Feeling the warm breath of destiny
Cold shivers of emotion
Expand exponentially
In a heart
Bursting
With grace & gratitude
In the moments of attainment
It falls
Into the vacuum of nothingness
and
The glory of surrender.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Seeping Through.......
Seeping through the cracks of unconsciousness
begging
the unconditionality of love
Macerated desires
Unfulfilled needs
Wondering
In the vestibule of the dammed
Disappating heaviness
Re focussed
Uplifting the paradigm
An altered focus
in the embrace of change
Bulging eyes
Falling leaves
Flying branches
Touching their own expiration
In the evening
A chain saw massacre
A new generation
Yearning
Straining
Questioning
Moving
with the new exponential
begging
the unconditionality of love
Macerated desires
Unfulfilled needs
Wondering
In the vestibule of the dammed
Disappating heaviness
Re focussed
Uplifting the paradigm
An altered focus
in the embrace of change
Bulging eyes
Falling leaves
Flying branches
Touching their own expiration
In the evening
A chain saw massacre
A new generation
Yearning
Straining
Questioning
Moving
with the new exponential
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Waiting.......
Awaiting the wheels and the machinations of circumstance to concur in the symetry of good fortune
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Induction.......
Induction into the flow
Precipitation
through the archetypes
Wandering in the maze
Sun beams
Pierce the core
Flaying through the skin of indifference
Catalysing
the bleached white bones
Depth charging the senses
Eradication
of the illusion
Inundated with the visual imagery
Challenging the perspective
Altering the status quo
Inveigling
the parameters of the known
The challenges
Floating on a calm sea
buffeted
by the winds of change
Soaring
in the eye of the storm
Energised
in the vortex
Clarity of vision
Embedded intention
unfolding it's authenticity
in the manifestations of truth
Precipitation
through the archetypes
Wandering in the maze
Sun beams
Pierce the core
Flaying through the skin of indifference
Catalysing
the bleached white bones
Depth charging the senses
Eradication
of the illusion
Inundated with the visual imagery
Challenging the perspective
Altering the status quo
Inveigling
the parameters of the known
The challenges
Floating on a calm sea
buffeted
by the winds of change
Soaring
in the eye of the storm
Energised
in the vortex
Clarity of vision
Embedded intention
unfolding it's authenticity
in the manifestations of truth
Saturday, January 1, 2011
An essence breached.......
Sheared branches envelop the shadows underfoot while the sharpness of the punctuated blasts of sound assault the norms of sanity.
The scratch marks and the significant aromas twist the senses of belief and belie the reality.
The engraved stones litter the path and beyond, eschewing a present past and the echoes of the past, in the present.
Candle lit vigils stand in the merits of their united compassion flickering their message in their own invisibility.
Apparitions, fleet footed dance in the shadows, casting their ambivalence, caught in a swathe of emotions,long since buried in the crypts of humanity.
The flora caught in the cross draft of change, emanate their own subtle manifestations.
Bathed in the glorious warmth and heat of the sunbeams, of the day and inspired by the lunar beams at night, a lost essence is breached.
In the obsidian blackness of the pools of water, streams of information become relevant.
The limbs of the trees part their luxuriant foliage, metamorphosing the shadows, bringing light, as the silence reigns supreme.
The scratch marks and the significant aromas twist the senses of belief and belie the reality.
The engraved stones litter the path and beyond, eschewing a present past and the echoes of the past, in the present.
Candle lit vigils stand in the merits of their united compassion flickering their message in their own invisibility.
Apparitions, fleet footed dance in the shadows, casting their ambivalence, caught in a swathe of emotions,long since buried in the crypts of humanity.
The flora caught in the cross draft of change, emanate their own subtle manifestations.
Bathed in the glorious warmth and heat of the sunbeams, of the day and inspired by the lunar beams at night, a lost essence is breached.
In the obsidian blackness of the pools of water, streams of information become relevant.
The limbs of the trees part their luxuriant foliage, metamorphosing the shadows, bringing light, as the silence reigns supreme.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Seamless journey.......
Seamless ribbons flutter in an unforgiving breeze while audacious scales play their harmonies in the silence.
Seething in the long march, the trails of dust linger precipitously.
Weaving in and out of the multiple layers, while excavating in the harsh glare of a vision.
Eyelids flutter, as the depths of an azure ocean are reached.
In the realm of the animalism, the vegetative is breached and decreed by edicts to have disappeared.
Simmering in the surreal
Exacerbated by the real
The journey continues.
Seething in the long march, the trails of dust linger precipitously.
Weaving in and out of the multiple layers, while excavating in the harsh glare of a vision.
Eyelids flutter, as the depths of an azure ocean are reached.
In the realm of the animalism, the vegetative is breached and decreed by edicts to have disappeared.
Simmering in the surreal
Exacerbated by the real
The journey continues.
In the city.......
Across the facades of buildings,
Under the street lights,
I look up and see the face !
Overlay of whispers.......
Broadly sweeping across a vista littered with the whitened bones of an illusion, burnished and gilded in the reality of desire.
Garnished moments flit across and through the boudoir of emptiness, while fattening themselves in the illusion of wholeness.
Discarded integrity and the vows of humanity lie in tatters as the external grows in it's own self righteousness while the inner core shrinks in the onslaught.
Energised pockets and incremental gains play hide and seek amongst the seekers denying the darkness it's shadow.
In the silence, the overlay of whispers grow.
The canopy of trees part, letting in the light.
All is quiet.
Garnished moments flit across and through the boudoir of emptiness, while fattening themselves in the illusion of wholeness.
Discarded integrity and the vows of humanity lie in tatters as the external grows in it's own self righteousness while the inner core shrinks in the onslaught.
Energised pockets and incremental gains play hide and seek amongst the seekers denying the darkness it's shadow.
In the silence, the overlay of whispers grow.
The canopy of trees part, letting in the light.
All is quiet.
Riding the crest.......one step at a time
Riding the crest of the wave at terminal velocity whilst spinning in the vortex.
Manipulating each vestige of energy, in the microseconds, before coming to a halt in the sand embankment of a different reality.
Experiencing the emotions of change, as each molecule communicates it's message in the blink of an eye.
A time to re evaluate, as the breeze of self doubt momentarily crosses one's path.
A reactive knee jerking, to the barrage of questions, without answers, swims across a space of self indulgence.
The sun tips it's hat as the minutes turn into hours,while the residues of what are not are regurgitated and expelled.
Looking at the whole image ,without the look back in distress.
Each moment presents it's own opportunities and revelations.
The time of skipped beats disappears, as the new momentum is sought and the foothold in the now ,of each moment, is regained.
A new crest appears, as the adrenalin rush mounts, creating a new moment of wholeness and the spinning vortex loses itself in the white water of the now.............
Manipulating each vestige of energy, in the microseconds, before coming to a halt in the sand embankment of a different reality.
Experiencing the emotions of change, as each molecule communicates it's message in the blink of an eye.
A time to re evaluate, as the breeze of self doubt momentarily crosses one's path.
A reactive knee jerking, to the barrage of questions, without answers, swims across a space of self indulgence.
The sun tips it's hat as the minutes turn into hours,while the residues of what are not are regurgitated and expelled.
Looking at the whole image ,without the look back in distress.
Each moment presents it's own opportunities and revelations.
The time of skipped beats disappears, as the new momentum is sought and the foothold in the now ,of each moment, is regained.
A new crest appears, as the adrenalin rush mounts, creating a new moment of wholeness and the spinning vortex loses itself in the white water of the now.............
Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
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