Tuesday, January 3, 2017

Swami

From this human blessing of safe haven I can write to keep myself sane and keep fears calm in my brain and believe I will rise again. If only he knew how much his gift of space and time means to me, he would be filled with so much joy and gratitude, he would feel his value as a human being increase exponentially with each passing day of peace and night of comfort in this sanctuary he provides. From such a heart, this gift provides belief that the human race still has hope to survive it's infancy and evolve into beings that can share this world in peace. I am inspired to remain, to continue seeking income, to return to the madness of the working world if only to return some tangible gifts and favors to him. For he has restored my faith in humanity... and in myself.

I shall find a card and write this into it with hope he hears me.

From this human blessing
safe haven you provide
I can write
to keep myself sane
to keep fears calm in my brain
to believe I will rise again.

If only you knew
how much this gift of space and time
means to me,
you would would be filled with so much joy and gratitude
you would feel your value as a human being increase exponentially
with each passing day of peace
and night of comfort
in this sanctuary you provide.

From such a heart as yours
this gift provides belief
that the human race still has hope to survive it's infancy
and evolve into beings that can share this world in peace.

For you are who you are
I am inspired to remain
to return to the madness of the working world
if only to return some tangible gifts and favor.

For you have restored my faith in humanity...
and in myself.

My hope is I do not overstay my welcome. I must maintain alert communication and acute sensitivity in spite of instinct pushing to be as still and quite and invisible as possible so as not to intrude any more than I already do just by being here and filling space and using resources he pays for. Imagine no possessions is a wonder ideal, but I know it is not realistic in this world at this time and I must sense his limits even if he says I have not reached them. If he was such a being who truly could actualize having none as I have at times in this life when I had the space and means, he would be the first I've met.

How do we know how close we can come to existentially enlightened until we actually do it?

I name him The Maharaja in my daily blogs because that is my way of offering some privacy to the people in in the physical world as I express my experiences, thoughts, and feeling in worlds online. He has given me shelter from the storm, a room, a bed, a safe place to rest and cook and eat and exercise and bathe and search the internet for a job (and do all the other things, paperwork, dress properly, fill out the online applications, write cover letters, appear as though I am not homeless so I might have a better presentation to prospective employers). This would be so much more challenging from a library living in my car.

His generosity, hospitality, kindness, and understanding comes as a wonderful surprise just when I needed it most. A large poster of John Lennon adorns the wall right outside of this room and this man opening his home to me is showing me Imagine is not just a song. The dream lives in him as it lives in me and now, it is actualized.

I hope it feels as good to him in his heart as it does to me in mine.

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Lenka

Lenka you inspire my smile
the child inside of me laughs when he hears your voice
yes, like a song
you come along
and soothe and lift my spirits (that have no choice)

Lenka come and sit a while
the poet in me would love to write with you
I love your show
it seems you know
how to be happy like few others do

It is a secret only children understand
I don't know why most grown-ups forget
We can choose to see life as hell or wonderland
Or somewhere in the middle
Well, I am not there yet

I still turn my lemons into lemonade
And I still see rainbows through my tears
All the raw emotions are just life's parade
Like a roller coaster there is joys and fears

But I will always choose love after all
I will always choose to get up when I fall
I will not stay down for long
I will listen to your song
And remember that perspective is my call
I decide what to do with my ball

Gonna bounce my ball
Wanna play with me today?
You can bounce the ball
We can choose to be this way
Let go of the pain and worries
Pause the troubles and the hurries
You know, just enjoy the show
Feel the wind blow and
Watch the garden grow and
Roll 'round in the snow and
Ride the river's flow

Let your freak flag fly
and feelings show
Let yourself go
Cuz you know
We can enjoy the show

And still turn lemons into lemonade
And still see rainbows through our tears
All the raw emotions are just life's parade
Like a roller coaster there are joys and fears

But we will always choose love after all
We will always choose to get up when we fall
We will not stay down for long
We will listen to this song
And remember that perspective is our call
We decide what to do with the ball

Gonna bounce the ball
Come and bounce the ball
Let's bounce the ball

Monday, February 23, 2015

dia

i fell in love with you
the moment i saw you
i knew everything i will ever do
i will do for you

i fell in love with you
so deeply completely
your eyes saw who i am
at the center of me

dia will you ever know
how much i want you to stay
with me forever and a day
i die every time you go

dia can there ever be
enough time for you and me
to make all the love we feel
nothing was ever so real

and no matter what is said
there is nothing else in my head
but you, just you, all of you
so beautiful you

and no matter what is done
every moment we've just begun
to create the passion of love
others look for high above

higher than holy
deeper than truth
never so lonely
without you
more amazing than magic
more precious than youth
we are what everyone wants to be
love so true
becoming one being
who used to be
me and you

i fell in love with you
the moment i saw you
i knew everything i will ever do
i will do for you

i fell in love with you
so deeply completely
your eyes saw who i am
at the center of me

dia will you ever know
how much i want you to stay
with me forever and a day
i die every time you go

dia can there ever be
enough time for you and me
to make all the love we feel
nothing was ever so real

dia you wrote the song i am
and only you could understand
everything i have never said
everything that is in my head

dia i see deep in your eyes
a silly child so beyond wise
the yin and the yang you always wanted
everything you dream of
that is what you can find in my love

your turn, your verse, your choice, your voice
tell me i did not read you wrong
dreams really do come true
when you finish this song

Monday, May 19, 2014

Physical Attraction

There are some people, especially some faces, that inspire instant physical attraction (Hey, lust is an inspiration as real and worthwhile as any inspiration imaginable). This entry is simply a snapshot of those faces inspiring the most list over the past decade or so. Many others might be added representing past or present sensual preferences. This may be just getting the party started. If you look like any of these people, you have a much greater chance of melting me physically into your love slave, at least for a night or lifetime. Hey, time is relative. A sense of humor is the most attractive part of a person to me, but on the purely physical libido (maybe superficial, but I'll write profound love songs for you, really I will, if you have similar looks) level, here are some of the most inspiring people of recent years. If you don't agree, that's great, go get your own lol :)



Thursday, April 11, 2013

innocence

are you as innocent as you appear?
how can that be, will you tell me?
do you see the safety in my eyes?
do you see that there is no disguise?
no doubt, no lies

it is not ignorance
it is accepting what i do not know
it is not superficiality
there are depths far far below
where anyone will go

are you as curious as you appear?
how far have you gone, when you are on?
do you see the trust in my eyes?
do you see you can have anything from me?
no rules, just free

it is not weakness
it is accepting you may be the one
it is not fear or fantasy
this is as real as you want it to be
your reality

are you as wise as you appear?
do you know there is no end to true love
do you see the love in my eyes?
someone will know how unconditional love can be
when she loves me

and now i open my heart to you
you can choose what you want to do
you can go anywhere inside
i have nothing to hide

and if you if you want to play i will play
and if you want to go away
you can go anywhere you want to go
only you know

how much you want to share
how much you want to care
you are free to be as you want to be
where you want to be
with or without me

are you as innocent as you appear?
how can that be, will you tell me?
do you see the safety in my eyes?
do you see that there is no disguise?
no doubt, no lies

it is not ignorance
it is accepting what we do not know
it is not superficiality
there are depths far far below
where anyone will go

what is you love
what is your pain
what is your fear
what drives you insane
i will drink it all
your poison your pleasure
i will give you all
no force can measure

i give you unconditionally
as no one has ever given before
i give you honesty
no one can give you any more

i see the truth in your eyes
i see the world in your eyes
i see the love in your eyes
i see everything in your eyes

i am more innocent than i appear
are you aware as you appear?
do you see the truth in my eyes?
do you see the love in my eyes?

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

STAR792005

it was somewhere in the middle of the night
she came to me in the form of starlight
with a promise of passion's paradise
it felt so real, so sweet, so true, so right

then lost and found between dream and memory and yet
it will appear as prophesy in both autobiographical and play
for i do not discuss my intimacies unless a partner seeks vignette
affection or expression or more in words or touches for public display

as long as there is space between us and no permanent one
there is longing for more and hence, the reality expands
through imagination that fuels intense sensual fun
in reality, but then, who truly understands

the difference...


and so i write into the night and stare at stars for in their light i hope and dream for better ways as music plays and better days for love that stays and sways from innocent passion to uninhibited intimacy and a world of people without fear or greed or hate or need beyond love... and so it came to me and it was beautiful and while beyond words, this attempts to paint a glimpse of how it felt and what it was as she came to me like starlight and i see the star again each night and i smile... and then there are the links i add for depth and flavor and tangents and paths to explore and they may be playful distractions, or deliberate obscurity for privacy, or even random chances for expansion of thought and feeling, wisdom and folly, seriousness and irreverence, dark and light, opportunity for communication, for sharing even... and in the end, it is a wonderful exciting and sometimes tremulous circle of longing and fulfillment, wanting and having, hunger and satisfaction, and in the extremes, agony and ecstasy... a wondrous cycle built for two...

yes, it was somewhere in the middle of the night
as i pondered weak and weary here
a strange glow from within called me to paradise
and she took me there...

Saturday, March 31, 2012

dia frampton

it took me six tries to find an available blog address for this blog, but here it is, possibly for no apparent reason and just as possibly just cuz, but i just wanted to have a place to shout out about something or someone who inspires me... today, i thank dia (of meg and dia fabk twit mysp tube wiki) and hope the words express the thank you i mean to offer... i mean these words here but also these words left for her on her blog:

the first time i saw you from a few feet away in the myspace tent on warp tour your smile told me there was magic in you... the first time i read your writing i smiled to recognize a kindred spirit with similar synaptic firing (and mis-firings lol :)

and once again i send you some peaceful energy and hope that you continue on your path to finding the peaceful balance inside (something like you describe Blake having) so your magic can shine through without the worries and distractions all around...

babble on, D, and stay true to you :)


the babbler fell in love with her at first reading... i love the way her brain free-flows through her thoughts (or is that her thoughts free flow through her brain?... not that it matters)... an example of the synchronicity of synapses is this answer to a question from one of her fans...

Katie: What is your favorite movie?
Dia: The Princess Bride. Hook. Big Fish. The Gladiator! Labyrinth. Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Amelie. Wait until dark. The Sting.

if you know me then you know The Princess Bride and Hook, the first two that came to mind, are usually my first two too... Butch Cassidy has been a favorite longer than the others cuz it's been around longer, as has The Sting... and the rest connect too... and other synaptic connections can be found clearly and intuitively throughout her writings which are babbles...

for now, i leave this entry... i am not sure whether i will come back here or write a new one the next time dia inspires me to want to document the inspiration she inspires... we shall see when it happens, aye?... in any case, here is now a new space for people who inspire me :)