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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10.30.2013

SNOWFLAKE CONSTELLATIONS AND GHOSTS

MUNCH'S BOYS BATHING DREAMY GHOSTS
ANTONIN HUDECEK, PSYCHE - CAN I KICK IT?



LISTEN! RAIN IN THE PINE FOREST.  LIFE IS FALLING FROM THE SKY, CLEAR YOUR MIND FROM DUST,  ALL THE PINES MAGNIFICENCE RISES OVER US...
FAVE C. JUNG
IF I COULD TELL U, I WOULD, TIME WILL TELL YOU NOTHING BUT I TOLD U SO



"Stay close to any sound that makes you glad you are alive." -Hafez

'O plunge your hands in water, Plunge them in up to the wrist; Stare, stare in the basin And wonder what you've missed. -AUDEN


YALLAH!
"THE DEEP RIVER RAN ON"

10.09.2013

'I miss you so much , I could die."

http://ghostcapital.org/richard-dick-alta-marie-blue-bonnet-bl701/

this guy, dick dick was a shredder, and a master carver from Alaska.  


we come like water and leave like wind




but by the grace of god, go I
my love for the hermit 


come back to the valley of the wind

5.06.2013

Bey Wolf















 enter Bey, the bay bay








bey with transitional love object at bedtime