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In the End the Sun Rises
02:48
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How did I get into this?
I had to become the monster
I had to cut off the head of the dragon
There is good medicine
and there is not so good medicine
and there is
much to my dismay
an evil in this world that
I must now keep close to my chest
for the pain helps me remember
what I am not
And what I am
The pain helps me become
a person of great substance.
I saw a vision of her fire.
I heard the voice of the great beyond
that said, "You were chosen,
not forsaken."
I knew there is no other way to live
than to dream.
The nightmare is from what we awaken.
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Geckomind
02:28
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Oh lizard!
Mister Wiggley
Must you only care for yourself?
Must you always poop in my coffee?
You fear the fear
though your tail will grow back again
You are the reptilian overlord
You are the invasive species
Give us back this country
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3. |
My Pet Shadow
02:20
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Will you stop
purring and rubbing through these legs?
I’m trying to walk barefoot
and not be bitten by the fire ants
that devoured your eyes
that look like clouds,
like 9 rainy days and 10 mornings
and all have forgotten the sun’s glory
“You are scary!” says the neighbor
“I wouldn’t touch you with a 900 foot pole!”
But now Shadow is mine
so I let her in through the door from time to time.
God gave me this god awful feline for a reason!
I reason…
The worms in its belly,
its soft fur,
its constant need for loving
She strains her voice at dawn
to let me know that she’s alive,
and hungry.
She trips me down the stairs
and climbs in through the closed window
and purrs at the end of my bed
Shadow,
Will you ever leave me?
Or will I have to leave you?
Or will we find a way to twirl together in unison
If the ants stop biting
The bee keeper says your eyes will heal one day.
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4. |
Crossing the Stream
02:32
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Cool down and come across
the soggy soil that ate my flip flop
an homage to the valley
to the gulches that separate me
from the home built on stilts
and the women who cook and clean
We drink mini bottles of red wine
and talk about how enlightenment is boring
making money is nice
and so is picking papayas and floating
underneath waterfalls on an air mattress
made for
goddesses who see so much more clearly
I’m a logistical expert
at unpacking and relaxing and listening
to fingerpicking
it’s a fancy invention
an original song
of who we might be
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5. |
Transference
03:00
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The process never stops
and I am grateful
that I’ll survive another day
and find another chance to try
again
and find my heart beating
despite having loved so many.
They broke me into splinters,
into fragments of personality
that I block out from within
and I see on your lips
As I lust for myself
So I can know myself
for how else can I fear no enemy?
You were always nothing but
my chance for healing.
Raindrops patter on the tin roof
over raw foodists
and if I listen I can hear
the choir of birds singing.
They say:
“You are loved.
You have always been loved
The only problem is that you are
blind, you are deaf, and you are dumb.”
I am
betrayed,
I am
backstabbed
and still not slain.
When there is no finale
There are only lessons and
the weight falls away.
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What if sin was really just a thirst
for the lower half of my own body,
for a mouth to speak the thoughts
behind these eyes,
The desire to experience
all of life’s cake,
its starfruit,
its coconut smoothies,
its wild pigs
and kahlua pork,
Is it a sin to be born this hungry?
The Catholics says:
to be an animal is inhumane
So they took my tabla drum,
They took my infinite love
and tried to put it in a cage.
Now I sit on the sidewalk
and smoke cigarettes made of
loose tobacco and flower pedals
repeating Jesus’s name.
Good girls go to Heaven.
Bad girls go everywhere,
all over the place.
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7. |
I'm In
02:20
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Love prevails all trauma.
A warrior has two duties:
to heal and to kill
Both are equally sacred
Humans are here
on a mission to turn negativity
into positivity,
to reassume our place in the kingdom of Heaven
where all other species live and breathe.
It all starts with the words:
I'M IN.
I'm infinite.
Past, present, and future selves
let's meet,
in the circle of sovereignty,
where relations are clean,
actions are complete,
and nothing needs to be undone,
so we can create a world
where abundance is available for
everyone.
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It’s not the object,
It’s not the light
it’s the hue that radiates off
the form
and bridges the divide
between
darkness and sunshine
the embodied luminescence
displayed
from the edges where
we played.
A smart man has a dog
and learns how to clean up
his messes
quickly,
A wise man gets rid
of the dog.
It’s not that big of challenge
unless you believe the dog
is you and
you need the dog to be.
These are the words of a
sage in a lifetime of
recovery.
So get rid of the thought
that you are a wave
instead of an ocean,
Get rid of the resentment,
Get rid of the shame,
the need to be someone,
For you are the space.
It’s POW unless it’s pono.
If it’s not peace, then walk away.
It’s not about sex,
It’s about love
Two is already one.
You,
in all your states,
I,
would never ask you to change.
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9. |
Ho'oponopono
02:44
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We in our wretchedness have done nothing wrong
but desire to be known.
So please, find mercy
for the ways I’ve cast you as someone unworthy
of mistakes, of temptation, of bruised fortitude.
We have all endured far too much to keep going,
and still,
we do.
We teach as we falter,
We pray to replace
the hate
for the mothers we never had
for the fathers and the sisters we’ve forgotten
for the brothers who lost who they are
with love
for the family we chose and choose.
Our behavior is what matters
when the sacred is stripped and sold
and the downtrodden are blamed,
when the guilty are named king,
how will you stand?
with acceptance, repentance, and with faith
in the gift of this life
and land,
for the finger that points within,
can spare two hands.
We were made for a second chance.
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We were given this planet to decide what to do with it
You are the instrument
the sword of intellect is your weapon
to cut through a realm of illusion
and dive into the vast sea of conscious awareness
So may your imagination stay forever graced with inspiration
May passion pump through your heart and through your veins
To be human is to know not what we do
and to face the ways we harm those we devote ourselves to
is to know the work that must be done
So I train my mind to read the signs
I adjust my footsteps to walk with you across nature's thinnest line
The tightrope of redemption
As I ride down the good Red Road
of life, death and preservation
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