may we all be heard
words are bells
let them ring!


Thom World Poet Austin, Texas, USA
Global Radical networker and activist for promoting the live Creative Arts,
at every possible opportunity, especially in his home-city, Austin, Texas, USA


Tuesday, June 28, 2011

when eye woke up

it was time to meditate.slow.deep.stop.breathe
"time is a measure of itself alone"
these lines are Rescue Remedy
Curatives are not Sedatives.
Awakenings take life times.
"before electricity,chop wood
Once cleared,make myths of trees"
Stories are What We Must Tell Ourselves
They sweep the bed of fingerprints.Censor history
Detective Memory has Slipped Discs.Science (is)Fiction.
Your last Breath was your Best Yet.Same as this Present One
Even if we Forget,it will be remembered.(Forget These Lines!
Explorers had Noh maps.Intuition 's Footsteps.Attunement!
Medieval Torture Chamber=Gyms.You Pay For Jail(s)
Economics is What We Make.Austerity is Puritanism
Exchanging Energies allows Trance Formations.
The Unexpected Awaits.

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