Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Bags

A life into ashes
What remains?
The memories
The possessions
The clothing

Choices of a style
Representing character
Representing attitude
Representing rebellion
Representing adaptation
Representing character

A life into bags
Textiles of a life
Choices of a life
Stuffed into a bag
Today

What do we have left?
The memories!
A life into ashes
A life into bags
Memories



Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Complications of life

Life is a complication
Death is a complication
Many disasters could happen
Will happen
Have happened.
Death is a complication of life

The dead are extinguished
They accept or deny their death
The grander scheme takes it
No choice
Through pain or lack of knowledge
The end comes no matter what

Complication of bureaucracy
Complication of Moods
Complication of double duty
Complication of clothes
All a complication for the living

Not for the dead! Ha-ha!

The living, however,
Deal with the complication
Complication of choice
Have to choose
Hang on to memory
Pet and caress the abyss in their soul
Or
Realize that that’s the way of life
Ha- ah!
Realize that I’m still alive!
I can still breathe,
I can still smell,
I can still feel,
I can still taste,
I can still see
See that this is a beautiful world
Rejoice in the little desert weed flowers
Rejoice in the springtime bird song
Rejoice that I’m still here.
Because remember,
Sometimes what you do determines your death

In life, there are choices
In death, there is no choice

Who knew that death would be such a complication

Monday, March 21, 2016

Magical Leapness

Change in character
Change in personality
No restraints
No guidance
No governor
When do I stop?
When do I start?
Who am I?
If I was searching, discovering then
Imagine now!
Emotions charged.
Emergence of a new character
A new personality
A new me.

Ring feels heavy
Heavy with reminders
Heavy with death
Heavy with nothingness
Time to go
Time to take off
Leap-day with a friend
Thelma and Louise
Geocaching the geocachers
Then I need to geocache peace of mind
Peace of spirit
Need a ceremony
Comical ceremony of time-worn friction
Tears turn to laughter
Laughter turns to freedom
The ring finally yields to the tugs and pulls
Now there's freedom from this scab
I no longer want to pick

Trust my intuition
Intuition Chakra is wide open
Guiding me.
Intuition says do it with a friend first,
Someone I can be myself.
I climb with a friend
We laugh, we converse, we grieve
Then I find I'm peeved
“Charley, damn you! You caused me so much grief!”
Causes a laugh at the multiple meanings of the statement, the ambiguity.
Life is a ping-pong ball
Bounce around, don't get upset.
Sometimes we hit the ceiling, wall, or floor.
The trick is to keep bouncing.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Keep bouncing.

I bounce into the scheduled, long awaited task
To disperse most of the remaining corporeal cells to the earth, sky, water
To further not pick at the scab
Well-intentioned efforts turn anticlimactic
Expectations beyond product
Whatever,
It's done, it's over.
Keep bouncing
Don't worry.

All say how great it is that I don't vegetate
All say how wonderful I move
How wonderful I keep going
How wonderful I keep traveling
Traveling in this new world of mine
Traveling with my new mind
Traveling with new sight
Traveling with a new me
When do I say start?
When do I say stop?
Emotions run rampant
Bouncing in this new world
With this new sight.
Don't worry.
Don't worry.
Keep bouncing.

Magical leapness
Changing character
Changing me
Changing world
Changing perception
Trust my intuition
I know when to start
I know when to stop
Emotions run rampant
Don't worry
Don't worry
Keep bouncing
Magical leapness