one more thing
to do
before i go
break the mirror
release the reflections,
let go of the view...
just call me Cy
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Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
time waits for no island
time waits for no island
time is moving on
time dissolves all temporal forms of well everything
i thought in time i would do it in time i would bide my time
and all my desires dreams and hopes would unfold would materialize in time
then in time
i remembered infinity is my essence my partner my being
just call me Cy
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
entering the stream, one toe at a time
entering the stream, one toe at a time...
committed to the task of unfolding my consciousness.
just call me Cy
committed to the task of unfolding my consciousness.
just call me Cy
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Truth the Alchemical Gold
Truth the alchemical gold
is the elixir of a purified heart
never growing old,
renewing itself in every moment...
And what is found in this alchemical mix named Truth?
Pure Light,
Infinitude, Expansion, Play,
Love, Forgiveness, Joy, Peace, Communion.
This clear light exposes every passing shadow as a temporal delusion,
and asks why cling to shadows?
just call me Cy
is the elixir of a purified heart
never growing old,
renewing itself in every moment...
And what is found in this alchemical mix named Truth?
Pure Light,
Infinitude, Expansion, Play,
Love, Forgiveness, Joy, Peace, Communion.
This clear light exposes every passing shadow as a temporal delusion,
and asks why cling to shadows?
just call me Cy
Sunday, November 21, 2010
from a place called alone
from a place called alone
a heart is asking
this fullmooned nite
where is my human tribe?
friend, life partner, companion.
is love a possibility, a problem,
a poem, a memory, an imprint?
?
just call me Cy
a heart is asking
this fullmooned nite
where is my human tribe?
friend, life partner, companion.
is love a possibility, a problem,
a poem, a memory, an imprint?
?
just call me Cy
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