Post by deerfairy on Jun 30, 2010 18:16:48 GMT
i have never held any true angst or anger
i know that none of you can be taken seriously
i have my awareness, be it manifest, unmanifest, or dreamlike and dynamic, of The Great Love and also my cup of bagels
when those are eaten, who knows what will happen
i don't know many jokes though, ironically
one day i must die, but until then, its the fairy life for me
trickery amongst a family and generally with the conceptions of reality
for 'my' benevolent mystical sorcery is powerful and indebted to all plants, life, death, and the virtue of egoless sages & the Pomo
were they only imaginary? Nature answers.
the nature of ness is ever changing, like the breath, one day it is running rivers, then a big tree falls and all the good habits return
friend, i am invisible, hold me not asunder though
i will not prove myself and so i am free
when death comes, i bow and we speak of the weather
in poetry and in dreams
a wholistic cigarette becomes ecstatic frenzy, and in a haste a garden was sown, the trees of which grow today
in naola, where the mantis pray.. and over in the harbor way
where rolling in come the silly salmon
meditating briskly into tea, twinkling gently in the moonlight
while the fireflies dance and me too
finally it is true
aisha n olive
rangers, druids,
love in wanti
everything changes
nothing changes
spirits of good enlightening all!
reiki streams flow here for the greatest good!
what is the the way?
love, it can be called both and neither, progress and reversal
i know that none of you can be taken seriously
i have my awareness, be it manifest, unmanifest, or dreamlike and dynamic, of The Great Love and also my cup of bagels
when those are eaten, who knows what will happen
i don't know many jokes though, ironically
one day i must die, but until then, its the fairy life for me
trickery amongst a family and generally with the conceptions of reality
for 'my' benevolent mystical sorcery is powerful and indebted to all plants, life, death, and the virtue of egoless sages & the Pomo
were they only imaginary? Nature answers.
the nature of ness is ever changing, like the breath, one day it is running rivers, then a big tree falls and all the good habits return
friend, i am invisible, hold me not asunder though
i will not prove myself and so i am free
when death comes, i bow and we speak of the weather
in poetry and in dreams
a wholistic cigarette becomes ecstatic frenzy, and in a haste a garden was sown, the trees of which grow today
in naola, where the mantis pray.. and over in the harbor way
where rolling in come the silly salmon
meditating briskly into tea, twinkling gently in the moonlight
while the fireflies dance and me too
finally it is true
aisha n olive
rangers, druids,
love in wanti
everything changes
nothing changes
spirits of good enlightening all!
reiki streams flow here for the greatest good!
what is the the way?
love, it can be called both and neither, progress and reversal