AWE/mirror of heart

The cosmos plays us with illusion: it mirrors and inverts perception to draw us towards light, truth, unity... We want it, but first we must survive. We get the metaphor, just an old upside down one, then we sit on the record scratch and bump bump into illusion like big sweet babies. Inversion is a somewhat kinder road for the real to be revealed. Can we cultivate love and trust for our beloved nemesis/selves over the lash. What is it in the eye that reverses all things so carefully? Where the eye sees out, it looks in. Only through our receptiveness to what is, does the "mystery " vaporize. There is a Mystic's Awe that Multiplies. We were made from stars, and our potential is to be a vehicle for the cosmos, but most of us are hallucinating a lot of the time... We often wear our tomb stone around our neck like an albatross: Here lies [IWM]. Die before you die. Die to broken thoughts. Imagination brings us closer to and further from the real. Is it creative or is it separating. If i was that blind, how blind am i Now? Enter into some kind of communication with a larger reality. Drop some veils-(not all, please)- of the imagination. We are naked, together, slave and free, yet were afraid of XTC. Love is the intention behind the intention. "Stay the same. Change." Who's voice is that? Loosen the tourniquet on your heart. Do a head stand to see something different, be a fool and let the blood of the heart fill your head. Just don't be stupid. Time IS love and love is what is passing. Also will the music of this breath and heart beat. Make your house your home before you fly away.
( first entries are at the bottom- with a different format bc im not that technical!)
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10.29.2011

HALLOWEEN SANTOS PARTY HOUSE AND BEYOND

COSTUME READYFOR THE FREAK SHOW, BABY
For the Celts, now is the time of year when the veil between flesh and spirit is thinnest. Halloween is Celtic new year, a time of offerings to the ancestors (hence trick or treat). Sweep your floors on Halloween, make offerings, leave the window cracked to let them in and out. Ask for their blessings in continuing the long proud line that you carry in your blood. Love will find a way, and you the way to love. -JAMESMAXWELLRADCLIFFETHE3RD

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world. William Shakespeare

AND NOTES FROM A DRYAD TO A SATYR AR AR AR


DREAMING INTO REAL
make it up as we go along
ART MAGIC MYTH and  NATCHA


i love the passing of time







u got a face with a view


eyes that look  right through you

WHEN THERE IS A FLOW, THER IS A WAY

UM ....... hit me in the head
ahhhh oooooh

feet on the ground, head in the sky
and your standing here beside me

i love the passing of time

U R ALWAYS
on my mind.......

if someone asks, this is where i'll be

LOVE ME TILL IM DEAD
HOME

LIGHT CASTING LOVE



is where i want to be

always for love
but i guess im already there

im just an animal lookin for a home..
( FH WAS AWESOME) 

u got light in your eyes

love me till my heart stops
FUN W BALLOONS, DANKA 

 THE WAS A TIME B4 I WAS BORN

COOPSAFREAKS, AND MISS MIMESAWEEZIE
did i find you or you find me

WANNA

WHEN PUPPY LOVE

BLOOMS

pick me up and turn me round
i come home 
cover up and say goodnight

Go for it. Go Forth!
SIGNING OFF ON SATURNS DAY A BLIZZARD 
COZY IN MY TREE HOUSE
<3