http://people.tribe.net/a9c9862d-e934-438e-8abf-3af5e431235f/blog Tribe.net. Local Connections http://people.tribe.net/a9c9862d-e934-438e-8abf-3af5e431235f/blog/36d47d7d-b873-4c31-9a89-b4df34995088 <div>We're taught 5 senses in school: tastetouchseesmellhear but those rigid definitions no longer adhere i wanna speak through the souls of my feet releasing words via the heart beat i wanna taste with my skin and hear from the depths of within i wana speak with my spirit and i want yall to hear it with your eyes as they pierce through this fragile disguise with this truth we begin to rise rise rise up up and away the dawning of a new day beings NOW begins within and rides on a new rhythm from the tips of our rainbowed toes to the end of god's infinite glow be begin to feel what our essence already knows that this dream is a gift that we have the power to lift pyramid perfect stones to manifest the goddess throne to know that all goes on despite letting go and disappearance of old yeah, i'll raise my shield plated with gold willing to wage war on the injusice i cannot ignore i'll fight with my smile with the joy of a child with the fierceness of shiva and the scales of the libra no its not santa that judges naughty or nice its the fungus under those pines its the mother goddess oh so divine and though you may not believe trees speak lessons of humility and the importance of imtricate simplicitiy yeah there's lessons in the leaves of want vs need of love vs greed and i'm releasing material possesions as i taste the green lessons that pacha mama bestows on all of our rainbowed souls... ...but right between my lungs there's this hole that i could fill with a rose quartz stone that i could hide by never being alone but in solitude we're grown in the bellies of mothers that we call our own and i dont wanna feel solid in that spot thats hollowed please fill it with fire so i may walk this tight rope wire with wigned feet that no longer tire so that the endless energy may breathe through me and these words may be revolutionary yeah with this poem i make a promise to walk the path of a goddess who stirs flames among us yeah i'll stoke the coals that the grandmothers bestowed on our generations to a world without nations and yeah i KNOW that now is the time to raise up raise up raise up and put your hand in mine cuz when you're at my side this holes no longer so cutting my weaknesses become a blessing and my tears dont have to be stifled they become ammo to the rifle that's cocked at the apex of our ego and when we drop that hammer we begin to FEEL not tastetouchseesmellhear but FEEL the divine and that's when god caresses our souls and whispers, 'it's ok to let go' through me the tears begin to flow cuz rebirth isnt that easy it the process of shedding and shedding and shedding and shedding and shedding that old lied to being the habits built through society feel the gears of the macine grinding? hear our children whining for their mothers to come home? WE are physical beings with an entire planet to roam not tastetouchseesmellhear but KNOW the universe and yesi KNOW that now is the moment to join the free movement of soul flight and death through life please put down your ego and join me in this fight.</div> Fri, 08 Aug 2008 17:16:50 GMT http://people.tribe.net/a9c9862d-e934-438e-8abf-3af5e431235f/blog/36d47d7d-b873-4c31-9a89-b4df34995088 g 2008-08-08T17:16:50Z