Mifi

I'm lost somewhere...

And how do I find you?

Could you let me know 

When lights are low

That you see a glow

In me.

I'm in the air

And the world knows where

They're chasing me with the technology.

Lush, examined:

"Take it easy, sweetheart."

I say to myself in third person 

As the masculine entity inside my soul.

Hard to take it easy when 

My heart wants to continuously,

Unexpectedly,

Jump out of my chest 

When I feel something, I merge with it

It becomes me; I am it.

I want to spin with the sun

Dance with the ions 

Craving that thing 

That something to temporarily feel whole 

To eventually be spun off again:

A journey. 

We like to form that civil facade

To cover our flaws

Yet it covers what we are 

Our essence, the movement we are missing out on 

The Earth misses us though we are right here.  We sometimes choose to deny it 

We are taught to feel like vapor 

When we are the alchemy of dismemberment 

The sum of our parts

The whole of our hearts

We forget that we pulse 

Electromagnetically,

We travel through the air as sound waves,

Light waves,

Beings of feelings.

Weavers of thought.

Currently reading, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

VV

I'm a total geek and wrote a little poem about getting blood drawn.  It's educational, ok. 

from this...

...to this

Ray.

Just keeping it simple and raw today.  Started out writing a journal entry on my iPad and then jotted this down:

When you're pretty lit on a plane flying home on Christmas Eve Eve