Outlaw Truth

words that cut
sharpened by truth
turn no deaf ears
in this morning’s light

warned by The Universe
to give us this day
its Daily Bread
i shall go armed
only with insight
carried on wings
of outlaw truth

singleness of purpose
battling injustices
profound and profane
under building storm clouds

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photo: Morning Reading. (January, 2020)

B4Life

when U know pain in your gut lost in your own fog
B4U clearly seeing
it in your lover’s eyes

when U see bullets flying
and hear victims’ screams
B4U hearing the newcast

when anxiety grips U
B4U hearing a child sobs

when U feel all aroused
B4U hearing the lover’s orgasm

B4Life gets U all riled
as everything flows
in out through U
in out through mind’s I

B4I react
instead gotta chill
gotta know what’s mine
gotta know what’s yours

can’t own shit
(no matter how good/bad)
if it’s your B4Life
but I add blessings
2 the lightstream
flowing ‘tween us
in our here and now

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photo: Night Fog (January, 2020)

The Fool & The World & The Magician

what my eyes see
and my soul feels
my lips are not allowed to say

it’s within my viscera
birth to death
and everything in between
my skin feels pain, bliss
oh so fucking sweet bliss
how i wish all of it were mine
instead of the soul’s orgasms
reverberating through my fascia

and bullets ripping through crowds
i see and hear them too
never soon enough
for the corporeal world
so many times i am those dying
many times i am those dead

psychic, intuitive, empathic
clairvoyant all just mere
empty aproximations
of Heaven and Hell
come to me at random moments
between you and i

fuck
fuck
fuck
intruding with butterfly force
or a brick disolving into sand
scattered by the breaths
of Angels swirling ’round

i know not why this vision shit
foists itself upon me and not foolish enough to fathom
i deserve any answer
to this asshole’s query
as to why instead
content i am only
to always know my role
as this Earth place melts
and mankind continues
feeding, feeding, feeding
upon itself

i, the fool
crossed with the magician
remaining optomistic
even in the world’s darkest nights
that only my eyes can fathom

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photo: Fool & Earth & Magician (January 2020)

LSD&ME (4RamDass)

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7teen, no 8teen
after my rape and in2 intermittent homelessness
i found u with some dork named Danny
who said we’d always be brothers
just b4 he started being creepy
and I planned on killing him
if he wasn’t gonna let me out his dorm room

ditched that loser
walked alone around Mansfield
saw it like a Lionel train set town
without the choo-choo train
disappointed my mind didn’t take me anywhere
I hadn’t already been

LSD, everyone said they loved you
4 bringing them visions and cool shit
“don’t trip alone” they all said
f*** that I didn’t need any guide
never told I anyone I tripped
until after the fun start started starting

shit became funnier shit
the world seemed like a giant TV show
with everyone saying their lines
just as I had predicted
cue the canned laughter
and the dancing coeds

50nine now moved on from the trips
so that live trips me along
mindfulness meditation, shamanism, animal spirits
evolving, evolving, evolving
simultaneously being in multiple universes
flowing, flowing, flowing

being that trip that I am so taking
endeavoring to find loving and lightness
on each step of my path

10-q, Babba Ram Dass
4 your books, your open spirit, your love
Namaste

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photo: Metamorphosis (Butterfly Card)

Magic

i am magic now
seeing with my soul
moving the needle in another’s soul and world
with my words, energy and love

like metaphysical radar
pain comes into my consciousness
my mind’s eye sees it all
feeling all their darkest fears
while knowing their
rightful owner
without owning their fears

empathic vision work precognition
those words mere approximations
of this healing flow

i find something about their lives, their bodies, their essences to love with all my being and all my strength

when i do, my mind’s eye
opens like a spiritual spigot

i send energy to them
i send in The Angels

thick and fluid healing light wrapping around them
healing them
building their path
one pebble at a time

i send without agenda
remaining open to The Universe directing my role

at that moment of bonding
a great sense of release
frees my soul forever
from pain, angst and fear
i had when known theough that troubled soul

as magic makes manifest on their path, i become like a balloon gently drifting upward

i am magic then

in these words
as your eyes read
and your soul embraces
this spirit flowing, sense
The Angels i am sending you

you are magic now

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photo: Butterfly Spread (12/7/19)