Friday, June 6, 2014
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Monday, June 2, 2014
Summa Summa Summa Time
As a youngsta, my "summer camp" consisted of waking up hella late after late night tv watching, wrestling with by bros, vacation bible school, watching the stories with my gran, and playing with the neighborhood children. There was also the occasional overnight stay at my cousins, where we would spend hours making up dances in the living room. My daughter's summer camp is filled with mind enriching activities and field trips. How boring. Lol
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
......
beginning middle end
end middle beginning
square
circle
squares out da middle of my circle
ultimately
untimely
ultimatum
longest
rope
ends
end middle beginning
square
circle
squares out da middle of my circle
ultimately
untimely
ultimatum
longest
rope
ends
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
bestoftheworstofevils
debate is tonight
take notes
open your eyes ojos, your ears, mind. dig deep, mine till the light shines on all the dark they wanna keep us in
ask questions
theywatchingyouwatchingmewatchinguswatchingyou,watchingheshetheyweus....are is am be being been who what where when now forever more before after until the end of time.
take notes
open your eyes ojos, your ears, mind. dig deep, mine till the light shines on all the dark they wanna keep us in
ask questions
theywatchingyouwatchingmewatchinguswatchingyou,watchingheshetheyweus....are is am be being been who what where when now forever more before after until the end of time.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
howdoesitfeel
It feels like
Right
Like blessed assurance
Like vibratory divinity
His surefooted stance
Within her
Sanskrit graffiti-ed temple
Which
Echoes incantations
Of
Perceived love
Of
Purposeful passion
Of
Promised peace
Of
Uncompromising desire
She welcomes
His presence
As he glides
Across her slippery dance floor
And she wishes
He would call it home
Home is warm
Sheltering him from the cold
Home is welcoming
Offering him lustful libations
A natural intoxicant indeed
Home leaves him sans
Desire to turn keys
In other doors
It feels like
Right
Each stroke
A vibrant color
Added to an
Unfinished masterpiece
Mending pieces of her
She thought had been
Permanently broken
It feels like blessed assurance
His fourth eye
Has perfected tunnel vision
Harboring his secrets in her nooks
And she will cherish them because
He validates the exact place that
Exposes her to a glimpse of heaven
Euphoria times two
Sometimes three
It feels like vibratory divinity
Om frequencies
Transcend
When they travel
Galaxies together
And reach that divine
Place as one
Home is that place
That leaves both of
Them sans desire
To turn keys
In other doors
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
new experience/memories created/reconnection with momma earth
A friend of mine invited Zahyon and me to go on a trip to Austin along with him and his children and a couple of his friends. The experience was great. The cabin we stayed in was beautiful. Austin is beautiful. It was the first time I'd ever been and really started making me miss California. It is so hilly out there, and certain parts reminded me of the ride out to LA.
The first day we went to the state capital. I thought it was cool, and also a great experience for the children to witness and learn a few things. The following day we went to Barton Springs. It was a natural spring pool, and the bottom of the pool was made out of natural limestone which made it hard to walk because it was so slippery. We actually swam with tadpoles too. The vibe was so cool. People from all walks of life were there just having a good time. I even saw an old man doing yoga. As a matter of fact, Zahyon was pointed him out by saying, "What that old white man know about downward dog?" There was a group of folks praciticing tai chi also. The water was at least 60 degrees or less, but it was so much fun. I had not gotten in a pool or wore a bathing suit since 1999...lol. We stayed in that water for at least 2 hrs and still could not get used to the temperature. The crazy thing is, it was 109 degrees...
The following day, we headed to Enchanted Rock. This place a national state park, and the rock we hiked up is said to be made of all natural granite. This was definitely an experience to remember, as it was challenging, scary, and exhilarating all at the same time. I was so proud of Zahyon and the other children for pushing themselves to hike up the mountain in the grueling heat. The mountain's elevation was 1825ft. Once we got to the top, the view was amazing. The creator's creation is truly a wonder to behold. It was so quiet up there, nothing but the soundtrack of crickets, and other insects living their lives. Our voices didnt even echo at the elevation. It was crazy.
Speaking of crazy, we (three of the four adults and two of the older children) decided to enter a cave that was at the top of the mountain. I was apprehensive about going in at first, but then I thought YOLO..lol. So I went. Man, it was dark, deep, cool, and spaces were tight. At some points we had to belly crawl, other points we had to crab walk. It was nothing like I'd ever experienced before. I had to control my thoughts to prevent from having a panic attack. A cave is definitely not for someone who is claustrophobic. We had to contort our bodies into the most compromising positions in order to move further through the cave. Once we reached what we thought was the exit, we were all relieved and felt accomplished. Turns out, we exited at the wrong point and was lost. Looking down the mountain, it was a straight drop. Looking up the mountain it was a steep slope. Either way, it looked like we were assed out and lossed. We spent a good thirty minutes trying to figure our way back up to where we left the smaller children and the one smart adult that opted not to join us. We found our way back to the cave to see if we could work backwards but to no avail. Thankfully, we saw some people coming up the mountain. They said that they had just come from the bottom of the mountain and were trying to head up to the top of the mountain through the cave. My first question was had they done this before. Thankfully the elder gentleman said he had explored the cave several times over the years. In hindsight, he looked like he belonged on the discovery channel, doing some crazy ish' like that. But I digress, thankfully they were able to lead us to the correct exit and we were reunited with our loved ones. I've thanked the Creator for many things in my life, but when I tell you I was thanking, thanking, and thanking again to see daylight. That situation could have gone in so many directions. I know my imagination so I was trying my best not to start thinking whilst I was deep inside a cave with no immediate escape. Now i'm out in the free world, and all I can say is it was an experience in which I have the bumps and bruises to show, and I would definitely NOT do it again.
But all in all the trip as a whole was a blast. I will be visiting Austin soon again.
The first day we went to the state capital. I thought it was cool, and also a great experience for the children to witness and learn a few things. The following day we went to Barton Springs. It was a natural spring pool, and the bottom of the pool was made out of natural limestone which made it hard to walk because it was so slippery. We actually swam with tadpoles too. The vibe was so cool. People from all walks of life were there just having a good time. I even saw an old man doing yoga. As a matter of fact, Zahyon was pointed him out by saying, "What that old white man know about downward dog?" There was a group of folks praciticing tai chi also. The water was at least 60 degrees or less, but it was so much fun. I had not gotten in a pool or wore a bathing suit since 1999...lol. We stayed in that water for at least 2 hrs and still could not get used to the temperature. The crazy thing is, it was 109 degrees...
The following day, we headed to Enchanted Rock. This place a national state park, and the rock we hiked up is said to be made of all natural granite. This was definitely an experience to remember, as it was challenging, scary, and exhilarating all at the same time. I was so proud of Zahyon and the other children for pushing themselves to hike up the mountain in the grueling heat. The mountain's elevation was 1825ft. Once we got to the top, the view was amazing. The creator's creation is truly a wonder to behold. It was so quiet up there, nothing but the soundtrack of crickets, and other insects living their lives. Our voices didnt even echo at the elevation. It was crazy.
Speaking of crazy, we (three of the four adults and two of the older children) decided to enter a cave that was at the top of the mountain. I was apprehensive about going in at first, but then I thought YOLO..lol. So I went. Man, it was dark, deep, cool, and spaces were tight. At some points we had to belly crawl, other points we had to crab walk. It was nothing like I'd ever experienced before. I had to control my thoughts to prevent from having a panic attack. A cave is definitely not for someone who is claustrophobic. We had to contort our bodies into the most compromising positions in order to move further through the cave. Once we reached what we thought was the exit, we were all relieved and felt accomplished. Turns out, we exited at the wrong point and was lost. Looking down the mountain, it was a straight drop. Looking up the mountain it was a steep slope. Either way, it looked like we were assed out and lossed. We spent a good thirty minutes trying to figure our way back up to where we left the smaller children and the one smart adult that opted not to join us. We found our way back to the cave to see if we could work backwards but to no avail. Thankfully, we saw some people coming up the mountain. They said that they had just come from the bottom of the mountain and were trying to head up to the top of the mountain through the cave. My first question was had they done this before. Thankfully the elder gentleman said he had explored the cave several times over the years. In hindsight, he looked like he belonged on the discovery channel, doing some crazy ish' like that. But I digress, thankfully they were able to lead us to the correct exit and we were reunited with our loved ones. I've thanked the Creator for many things in my life, but when I tell you I was thanking, thanking, and thanking again to see daylight. That situation could have gone in so many directions. I know my imagination so I was trying my best not to start thinking whilst I was deep inside a cave with no immediate escape. Now i'm out in the free world, and all I can say is it was an experience in which I have the bumps and bruises to show, and I would definitely NOT do it again.
But all in all the trip as a whole was a blast. I will be visiting Austin soon again.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Showers aint so Golden
Piss po' broken dreams aimed just right to fill up
A bottle on the side of the highways and bi-ways
The owner of said bottle, nowhere in sight
But the bottle narrates its own story
A bottle on the side of the highways and bi-ways
The owner of said bottle, nowhere in sight
But the bottle narrates its own story
Friday, May 11, 2012
in a sentimental mood. i just wanna love on him. pet him. no words. no sound, other than the beating of our hearts, and the density of our breath in one accord. i wanna hold him so close that his skin and my skin seem seamless. i wanna squeeze him so tight to make sure that he receives all the innerg im tryna give him. inner g from the tip of my pinkie toe alllll the way to the very top of my head, where that lone grey hair stands. and i get a warm bubbling feeling in the nucleus of my being when i think about my head laying on his chest. his head resting on my bosom. the tip of my nose nuzzling in the crook of his neck. our hands embraced in a firm grip of assurance. this has nothing to do with copulation. this is a vibratory exchange between two that have kept it pure and true. it feels right. it feels like home.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Monday, April 30, 2012
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
our conversations dance
Its always like dancing barefoot
Across a grassy field
Connecting
With Mama Earth
Like Antennas
Giving and Receiving
The same frequency
But different
Our dance is in
Sync; no matter
How many times weChange the steps
Salsa, Waltz,
Hip hop, dutty wine
We have great
Conversation
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