king kong!!!

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good moring friends, all is well. nice and overcast and cool here in the great state of tennessee, city of knoxvegas (knoxville). whats else? green tea and ....





when you wake up make your bed, put your clothes away

be practical

an orderly life is a good life, no?

keeps the mind organized?

creating good ritual is good, no?

make , create healthy rituals in your life i would say





and love and change is on the way

what more can i say

movies and food and couches and...

hurt baby birds who need a nice send off to the next world

ice cream and senses

touch

taste

sound

smell

sight



i am filtering, holding back

why?

scared

already afraid to let go

don't be afraid

all is well!



but each moment is a gathering then releasing

all in love

and so... just go with it.

see what happens and have the time of your life



family is powerful

some broken, some whole

what a beautiful thing i imagined that a couple creating a family could bring an even greater family together

isn't that the dream?

the thing to do before one dies?

start small then watch it grow

because you know

all is love

watching 2 grown to one

and then expansion

from there





scarry

but life

and creation



peace on earth

and prayer



or silence

the listening

whatever comes to you at the pre-dinner ritual



like the quakers



if you feel moved just say it!



ritual



healthy ritual

good for you is good for "them"



just start small

make your bed

etc.





here is something i wrote yesterday.





isn't it the invisible that gives life?

the invisible that holds us to the ground?

to break free of the ground

is to become the invisible

the air

the wingless

space



isn't it the ineffable, the unknowable, the inexplainable that

gives life life?

the great mystery

the shadow withtin the shadow?

the seeming chaotic twirl of

atomic activity

life



isn't it the bird chirp that brings you back from

the muse that took you for a ride

the muse, thought coincide

the seen, the heard are they different

then a memory?

different then the imagined?



isn't it the seen that is the input

and the unseen that is the output?

does the seen, heard, felt, etc. beget

the output, the muse, the thought?

or does the muse, thought, beget

create

the output

the outside world?



isn't it the fellow human that brings you

back to the task of the day

the practical

the mechanical

the cycle

the growing grass and house

in the middle of it

and the desire to have it

cut to make

room, and create space



isn't it, isn't it the breath that gives life

and whence it stops

space encapsualtes, space IS

the space that is the breathless

and where do you go

whence the breath stops

if anywhere

is there an actual

place

or just a

state

of

being



isn't it the invisible that beings us back?

to the felt,

sensed, seen,

touched, tasted

the world as

we know it right

now?

And when we come what then?



can't stop runnin

can't stop runnin

from your self

you can't stop runnin

there's no one else

from the sky above

to the ground below

you can't stop runnin

there's no one else

you get in a pickle

and make a relish

relish the moment

its only as good as it gets

helen and jack from the movie

work it out

work it out

can't stop runnin from yourself

can't stop runnin there's no one else

when times are rough

smooth em out

a little sand paper

work the kink out

times are easy

don't make 'em hard

only if you want to

why would you?

can't stop runnin from your self

can't stop runnin

there's no one else

ask your friends

for a little help

sing a song

pick the Beatle out

or your life

that's been rootin around

can't stop runnin

from it all

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