sometimes I write to shift the energy...woooooooosh
Packing it down like the pressure was ease,
I remember you from sunny daze,
scrap the script for helmets and hair in the breeze.
You went away…to explore overseas,
I got wrapped up in a dance, it was me or JC.
a dance that rocked me harder then Metallica on tour,
got into breath, realigned while you cycled the African shore,
I slummed the West Coast shame, hung my head in the rain,
but I held up my heart, kissed both women and men in the name of the game,
standing in one spot the transformation touched the plot,
grew out of my wardrobe like the incredible hulk,
as his rage filled, my credibility stuck…
Over 700 days tick, tick tick off the calender's clock…
placed my heart on my sleeve and exposed my art, 5am pick ups, devotion to stillness,
boy steps into man , where’s difference? In his willingness.
The expiration of your absense approached
, all the while in the mirror my heart’s fire was given a torch.
You return and I’m connected to source.
Lifetimes away, to the shock of your name on a tray,
so your back with a mat and I’m wrapping you up, quick hug and a kiss,and you’re gifted astray,
placed in the hands of the white Cassius Clay,
the vision was wrong but the seed belonged to me.
like an architect I built what was art. The canvass shows four of us, we’re the closest yet furthest apart,
seven days alone in the dark, a trip to Ohio, to spread open my heart,
wounded and healing I noticed you’ve been taken apart,
ragged and swollen feel’n the stress,
you’re now the sister I might as well be wearing a dress…
the depth of the swamp we be treading in,
remember the tide that brought us to him,
him being Bono and that was then,
but the cycle is returning back to the start and the rock song thats playing is holy art, not him but a hymn straight out of god’s mouth rocking out to a chant that we’re never without
now I confess your beauty which I reflect verbally,
we’ve missed the mark,
short circuit but now we’re causing a spark,
and rhyme scheme aside, I have looks in your eyes I want to confront,
Dreams that my lips will need to instruct, contorting reality like a balloon @ the fair…
drop the music to feel our rhythm you won’t be needing that snair,
I’ll land in your lips, explore the terrain, you know the tide,
we’ve met many times, brain waves are entrained, this route is alike, step one step two, every single stride,
fluctuation in vibe perspective is new…
and your cheeks, I’ll climb the peeks that they roll, to reach the goddess hue,
over the horizon its your eyes, they are home…
whoa, so he’s Muhammad Ali and I’m the fighter breaking out of the dome,
our full canvas is precious and I need not a fantasy to know the paintings right,
the insight is tight and your hand is in mine,
I’ll dance with them all,
so I’m ripe for the grind.
Come with me.
On the journey we soar ,
what we have now is great, but when we fly it’s forever more
Gonebeen Free Van BC tues aug 21 07
posted later
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Show ^
whoa!!! Identity check...Back Home, The Van-groove...smooth sailing it's almost too easy to come back to the city that I grew up in, especially when I'm returning from the city that chose me to grow through her, and it may have only taken 6 weeks for the hyper experience of HongKong to be infused, like Neo, being planted with new "Super Skills", I promise to extend those "Super Skills" into tangible tips...it's one of those things that's already done, all we have to do is keep showing up.
Which brings me to the topic of the 1st GobeeFree blog that is being typed from Canadian soil. Showing up, there's allot that is said about "BEing present", all valid, all potent, all true; yet all way over the head of about 87% of the population. Now this is a full editorial, so click on the comment page and speak, cause silence is reserved for meditation retreats, and even there it's boring, with that said whether anyone at those retreats knows what it means to "be present" or not, they have already done their work, why? simply by the action of showing up.
So the work, becomes just that, to simply show up, no matter where you are on your path, you may not even know that you are on a path, but as long as the showing up continues, the growth, the expansion is approaching, straight ahead and like a bullet screaming "duck!", you can't avoid it.
So relax, and give into the mat, give into the power, surrender, and please for the love of GOD, give up your ego's need to be a Leader, we all lead by example, we all lead by living our truth, and we all lead only when we step so far back that we can empathize.
To lead one must forever learn how to follow, and then follow forever, because the intoxication that power brings also keeps one from "being present", and we come full circle; without the presence of the moment, you may just stop showing up.
Speaking of showing up 11 yogis showed up to explore themselves, in a way Ysquared has yet to offer until now... The Progression Session "I got you babe" kicked off this afternoon, asking students of yoga to enter the revealing realm of the mat and find where they stand in partnership, where they see themselves in others , and ultimately how deep can one go and remain in a state of joy, while sharing the experience with a fellow yogi, a fellow human being, and a fellow shower upper.
Like a cowboy returning to the west, the Red Sea cleared and Neo BEcame the ONE, simply by showing up, leaders aren't chosen, they aren't even called upon, they simply rise to the top; once they settle at the peak they are truly tested, by BEing the follower, they have the chance to LEAD by example, and all it takes is to show up.
GobeeFree 11:52pm van BC AUG 5 2007
Which brings me to the topic of the 1st GobeeFree blog that is being typed from Canadian soil. Showing up, there's allot that is said about "BEing present", all valid, all potent, all true; yet all way over the head of about 87% of the population. Now this is a full editorial, so click on the comment page and speak, cause silence is reserved for meditation retreats, and even there it's boring, with that said whether anyone at those retreats knows what it means to "be present" or not, they have already done their work, why? simply by the action of showing up.
So the work, becomes just that, to simply show up, no matter where you are on your path, you may not even know that you are on a path, but as long as the showing up continues, the growth, the expansion is approaching, straight ahead and like a bullet screaming "duck!", you can't avoid it.
So relax, and give into the mat, give into the power, surrender, and please for the love of GOD, give up your ego's need to be a Leader, we all lead by example, we all lead by living our truth, and we all lead only when we step so far back that we can empathize.
To lead one must forever learn how to follow, and then follow forever, because the intoxication that power brings also keeps one from "being present", and we come full circle; without the presence of the moment, you may just stop showing up.
Speaking of showing up 11 yogis showed up to explore themselves, in a way Ysquared has yet to offer until now... The Progression Session "I got you babe" kicked off this afternoon, asking students of yoga to enter the revealing realm of the mat and find where they stand in partnership, where they see themselves in others , and ultimately how deep can one go and remain in a state of joy, while sharing the experience with a fellow yogi, a fellow human being, and a fellow shower upper.
Like a cowboy returning to the west, the Red Sea cleared and Neo BEcame the ONE, simply by showing up, leaders aren't chosen, they aren't even called upon, they simply rise to the top; once they settle at the peak they are truly tested, by BEing the follower, they have the chance to LEAD by example, and all it takes is to show up.
GobeeFree 11:52pm van BC AUG 5 2007
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