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I have no idea... there is something that stays the same while everything else in me changes. Who is to say including myself just "who I am"? I am everything... ~Mitakuye Oyasin~
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# 7; Death is my Medicine
(blog entry)
Here it comes, do you see it?
Perhaps not as I do, or know.
The tail, the circle, aspixiates
Quickly, like an exhalation...
7 Deaths have come to me
7 Deaths have released me
7 Deaths have rebirthed me
7 Deaths put me inbetween
I am no...
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My Lip's Soils
(blog entry)
gray coming to the desert
wind, like a mother's touch
feel the silence, understood
drop by drop, into wetness
smell raintree, lifted in agave
vortices simplify the organic
female, male, united sacredly
5's and 8's in vibrations twist
...
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Hot Rod City Customs, Santa Fe
( local favorites » shops )
"Best Custom built cycles in Santa Fe"
To be featured in the upcoming movie, filmed here in NM, "Wild Hogs". These are my bro's. Building bikes for several years now. Stop by, see the shop, meet these cats!!
recommendation posted on Wed, April 5, 2006 - 3:12 PM
2nd Street Brewing CO, Santa Fe
( local favorites » bars / clubs / cafes )
"Best IPA (and micro beer selection) in town"
You wanna hang with the local Ravens? Come out to the porch, there you'll find "my" Rookery of Santa Fe's best peoples. Their weird, strange, down to earth, eclectic, with a mix of the occassional nutty. But always a good time. Great music, wh...
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recommendation posted on Wed, April 5, 2006 - 3:08 PM
Unfolding
(blog entry)
The sun on the river
golden souls, awakened
dancing a thousand years
whispers of piney trees
speaking love, unconditional
wrapping within wholeness
wind in the hair, courses
moon through clouds, ride
a shooting star, inevitability
...
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Here it comes, do you see it?
Perhaps not as I do, or know.
The tail, the circle, aspixiates
Quickly, like an exhalation...
7 Deaths have come to me
7 Deaths have released me
7 Deaths have rebirthed me
7 Deaths put me inbetween
I am not alive, nor am I dead
I am not seperate, but one
One with all things unfolding
One with the totality of being
I am not afriad of standing here
I am Peh pai'-i-eh neh standing
I am holding a door, for you now
I am stand in the door of creation
I am here, in the center, knowing
Nothing, but holding the door now
Waiting for you to arrive, searching
Your door is here, waiting for you
I am singing my Death song...
I am no longer questioning
my way, or my reason to be
But, merely living out light...
Sat, July 8, 2006 - 6:02 PM
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gray coming to the desert
wind, like a mother's touch
feel the silence, understood
drop by drop, into wetness
smell raintree, lifted in agave
vortices simplify the organic
female, male, united sacredly
5's and 8's in vibrations twist
life's green, bursting a crown
winter sun given to shades
of honey locust's lost thorns
in leaves and rhythms, sound
I am cawing, sending a voice
a ripple moment cast forward
web in wind to a hold, unknown
do you hear the voice, beyond
where are you, spread on the earth
without me to see, only the image
of home, of clan, and kin, as sand
infinitly strewn and polished golds
in this place, standing to hold true
the mother holds her palms upward
to feet, to spirit, to the desire reaching
out, to the ear of the listening you...
answer... if only a whisper to linger
touching the life born in these ribs
these holds of time, bittersweet and
without remorse or punishing hands
have grown in solidarity and unions
to announce the remembering self
has been, waiting for your laughter
casting seeds upon my lip's soils
to speak the change of forgetting
into a wordless emmination thrown
about in a whirlwind to go forward
beyond site and energy, to only be...
Sat, May 13, 2006 - 2:43 PM
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The sun on the river
golden souls, awakened
dancing a thousand years
whispers of piney trees
speaking love, unconditional
wrapping within wholeness
wind in the hair, courses
moon through clouds, ride
a shooting star, inevitability
loosing breath, fall to ground,
knees, then hands, earth, totality
burning my soul to bridge
the worlds, the ways, fully
matrixes unfold before me
spider's webs cover me
spreading out, a Raven's caw
deepens the plant's spirit
the talking drum reverberates
i am lost to vastness
only being, communion
there is no other way
I see their thoughts, speak them
i know their shadows in my hand
some have forgotten themselves
But, i have not, i remember
the sacred, the dancing way
the prayer, of unfolding....
Thu, March 30, 2006 - 4:08 PM
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sleeping, without accord of sight
abandoned to season's changings
duality of a heart given, to recess
a full self becomes only questioned
ravens quark in the rookery nightly
seeking a carcass of truth to feed
disposing of hidden shadows grasp
to be pregnant with intangability
mocking stretched skin before tearing
releasing the bound spirit within
open now to all profoundly mindless
secrets are simple as labrynths unwind
stones cast into the direction's wind
spells undone and medicine buried
back to the earth, the bones vibrating
death came in warm waters flow
birthed a heart's sacrament, life
renewed to auspicious harmonies
content and fat, eating the marrow
Thu, March 23, 2006 - 11:01 AM
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Teepee Dreams,
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