Down The Rabbit Hole ... (Rain's Blog)

If...

raindancesfalling — Wed, 13 Aug 2008 08:10:15 GMT

If all were as it was... would it feel the same as it did ... or would it be as now ... or then ... or as waves on the sound at sunset? The shadows of evening cast long upon the bay just before the sun ducks beyond the distant mountains of memory long faded ... feeling waves washing over time ... my life ... love... all things breezes of past and future .... blowing grains of sand falling into water . A walk on evenings moments of faded glory .... the smell of rosewood dreams leaving a ripple in the waters of love I look upon the memory of those days of my life ... in fondness and flowery lilting silky surprise flashes of a colored sunset that only two new lovers could see... you see nothing remains in life for long but somehow we are left with the footprints we leave tho the waves of time seem to wash them away from the present they remain with us in shadows...of memory The sounds of the gulls echo as they take flight for safer harbors leaving me here to ponder eternity memories and your smile....

stillness

raindancesfalling — Tue, 29 Jul 2008 09:50:12 GMT

I take a moment and breath in stillness ...stillness as the mist of early mornings quiet watching the waves lap on the shores of the sound on a foggy morning when time seems to stand still I am captivated in the stillness movement swirls and intermingles with stillness forming the waves on the ocean of eternity And all that is perceived is ... stillness to meditate on stillness is to sense motion and the paradox of my owe existence I ask of the stillness as of myself ... show me the river that flows within I wish to cast myself adrift Closing my eyes I sence myself being one with stillness.

morning thought...

raindancesfalling — Wed, 05 Mar 2008 18:12:37 GMT

what is the code of the silence we all here drifting on the wind... the acrid fumes of the city of man on fire as the vidiots watch the gladiators battle for a piece of gold coated plastic all that glitters is subjective illusions like the eclipsed moon of truth a truth that is formed as the marketeers watch the numbers falling like a rainbow vanishing behind a raincloud WTF???

MLK's final life dream.... economic equality....!!!

raindancesfalling — Tue, 22 Jan 2008 08:33:38 GMT

Today was Martin Luther King Day .... hummm wile there was lot's of pomp and circumstance celebrating MLK's triumphs in the civil rights movement, I noticed today there was an eerie silence about one of his biggest life dreams... to see economic equlatiy for all people of all races ... an end to a highly class stratified society as we live in now where a few individuals hold vast amounts of wealth and the masses struggle to survive . He recognized the potent relationship between class stratification and racism that subtly divides this nation tho the media propaganda would have many think otherwise... the truth is as long as we live in a culture where a select few mostly of one race control the destiny and wellbeing of millions of others we will not have any sort of true piece in civil society. He would be appalled by the direction our nation has taken since his death ... what the Regan and Bush era's have done to the economic well being of working and middle class America is appalling ...we have been taken back to the gilded age of the 1890's ... the age of the robber barons and the insidious corruption of that age ...and now we stand on the brink of the great depression part two... PEOPLE WAKE UP! racism is an integral function of CLASS WAR... MLK knew this and tried in his last days to convey this message What? Class war in America? sometimes the most obvious things that are right in our faces can be so ubiquitous they are inviable... like background noise ... I pray we all here the noise more clearly...

A true Debate.... SCREW CORPERATE MEDIA !!!

raindancesfalling — Wed, 16 Jan 2008 19:21:35 GMT

I highly suggest following the link below and listening to the broadcast which includes Dennis Kucinich he speaks truths that the cooperate media is doing it's best to keep the people of the United States from hearing . It is little wonder why he was cut out of the latest debates . The NBC network is owned by General Electric who has a vested interest in keeping opinions that are antithetical to there corporate interests out of public view...especially those that are threatening to war profiteers like GE and there subsidiary Rytheon.... Congressman Dennis Kucinich has those viewpoints! http://www.democracynow.org/2008/1/16/breaking_the_sound_barrier_democracy_now

please stop the killing...

raindancesfalling — Sat, 29 Dec 2007 10:11:44 GMT

Please stop I am not asking for much for your life is as fragile as hers ... as his ... as mine . I have lived my hole life on this earth watching senseless slaughter after slaughter I do not understand once a light goes out it will never be seen again don't you see? please stop some day some moment your light will be gone too ... as will be mine as will ours all... so you snuffed another light out and what do you have to show for it? another ego inflated illusive shadow you become saturated with the blood of your own delusion and what you call power and desire is so far from anything anyone really wants anyhow. please stop killing just stop.

25 years on ...

raindancesfalling — Thu, 06 Dec 2007 05:19:20 GMT

Well it has been 25 years since I first became politicaly awair of the land in which I live I see that the greed and filth of the wealthy self absorbed chasers of the all mighty dollar continue to trample the people ... get rich quickism's ponzy credit housing market trampling the truth something for nothingism's... and here I sit wile Rome quiatly burns thankful for my meal and the roof over my head... and the money men die face down in there swimming pools of lies and the fuel runs out as the atmosphere heats up from the political ramblings of security state crazes who want nothing more then guard there fortunes from the starving masses of brain washed vidiots whom they derived scamed and stole seven generations forward of life and sunshine replaced by a photograph flickering in the fog on a screen of electric illusion and sound bites not one can they eat or ever posses like the toys of childhood to a very old man ., just the memories of nothing he holds in his hand like the junk bonds of truth he worked to posses . and I am just one who sees the reflection as I was before and will be tomorrow I look upon the blood dumped in the river of time of the souls who's lives were feverously cut short by the war machine of your fanticies and dreams of control of eternal growth on on a finite little ball the red white and blue deception of freedom masks the poison of lies and the death of the oceans and the people who sit ...there belles so fat with the grease you programed there brains to suck down and magpie atractent glittering gold nothings just go buy some more and you will reach nirvana well there is no Nirvana that song is long gone taken by a bullet of plastic and waste from the sewers of factory slave children's cast offs left in the flood of super store silance we all must face the lies of our leaders and the liquid crystal screen rip off of our offspring's futures there mouths taped shut by the culture of fog and Ideas generated by marketing genius "the secret" is ignorance of the obvious around us nothing is forever except for our souls and the scars of the actions some of us take well I am not the answer if that is your asking nor am I the thought or the wish or the notion I am just the caster of words and I speak them when I can . and I know that I love, live ,and sometimes cry . and if you feel the same things as my words do reflect then take a step be it small be it large and go out and let go of the culture of greed and create with your heart something you can reflect to the people around be it words image or sound and give it as a gift to the children of tomorrow the time is here now please use it wile you can take a deep breath- I know that you can. and that is all I have here to say I'll leave it at that and one thing more please try to remember you are like god a reflection of his glory so reflect this in all that you do say or become Rain

Best quote of the summer...

raindancesfalling — Wed, 05 Dec 2007 08:45:24 GMT

Wile in a coffee house near Zion National Park this last summer I overheard this ..... "Condoleezza Rice couldn't broker a peace deal with the Amish" need I say more???

surreal cereal thought posturing

raindancesfalling — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 22:35:26 GMT

Years drifting like snowflakes past my soul a millennia passes without notice every moment as the wind blows blades of grass on a sunny afternoon Old oak tree shelters my dreams from the heat of mid day truth ... always strong , her branches host a community of songbirds singing of brighter tomarrows and fadeing yesterdays If we could sing again together I ask what song rings within your soul? It is not the beat of the days music that catches my ears ....It is the melodic texture of light cast through branches and the dancing insects on there momentary mission through time And the little thoughts that are spoken by the unheard voices of my thoughts as I think of you ....

the Ancients

raindancesfalling — Mon, 19 Nov 2007 04:34:09 GMT

The sea parts with knife blades of darkness as the ancient swimmers fly into night of liquid confusion The obsession of the collective of man 's illusion of faith and form is no match for the movement of the ancients Tho they see it in a dim but viable light The flash of there canons is no match for the time it will take to sink there machines to the depths of history My you swim long and free ancient ones... May you live in your aquatic paradise till the end of time and May you someday forgive the actions of these weird two legged demons and there terror ships My prayers are for you!

swish...

raindancesfalling — Tue, 08 May 2007 05:00:42 GMT

Whisper in the time of now of old ways swish the wind caries the snowflakes around the hills of life and love ... drifting down to become the truths of tomorrow the earth holds the secrets of life and the memories of eternity listen swish....they are under your feet in the sky and within you cool waters flow in the river of life as snow drifts to summer... and you may find you have sewn the next steps of your soul in the stars above and the water at your feet whisper the song of the sky to yourself and whisper to the trees as you cast your dreams forth and they will be heard I am sure the spirits are listening... swish...

Healing grandmother...

raindancesfalling — Sun, 01 Apr 2007 06:57:20 GMT

Dancers suround the elder grandmother of motion her words reflect in the pool of trimph and trial as she passes through moments of hourglass time ... gratatude becomes not meary a theme.... but a song of smiles and motion swirling a spiral of love to her reflection... and the mirror of her creative breath In spring time she awaits the path of her efforts with quiet contemplation and I am long to keep her vision within myself as a way to remember I too have a future we dancers KNOW what it is to feel our footsteps as they create not only sound and motion but light and meaning for those around us ... and within us as well and sometimes the shared dance... can mean so much more I have noticed...

travling once more

raindancesfalling — Thu, 18 Jan 2007 02:49:15 GMT

Off I go in serch of tresure , adventure and porcelain mushrooms ...installed a head on the bus'es motor, heat fixed and all details taken cair of California here I come my first trip of the new year. There is something that I find so magical about travling and seeking adventures.... what beautiful sunrise or set will I see? Will I meet some new spirits? be reaquanted with old? I thrive on adventure and the spontainous space where spirit can suddenly bring new suprizes tests and reflections to learn and grow from . In a moment in a mirror we all dance with our selves and one another . blessings, Rain

Flight...

raindancesfalling — Sun, 14 Jan 2007 04:13:12 GMT

falling effortlessly into soft slumber I watch as the days light fades and my spirit begins to merge with the cosmic one of all things. flight is magical in the states of being where butterflies act as guides and trees whisper a song of ageless moments long ago lived I dance with their notes like a child seeing his reflection in a mirror... So what might you ask am I getting at ? trying to get to or leaving from? well nothing really ... nothing that a question never asked wont answer. Just breath taken one moment ... and let go the next ... symbiotic shadows cast on the earth by the invisible we are watched you see... and those who listen will understand... just take flight they say ... just take flight and dream! Rain 1/ 07

Quote of the day....

raindancesfalling — Sat, 06 Jan 2007 07:48:34 GMT

"The white race cannot survive without dairy products."--Herbert Hoover nuf said...

New Years Show...

raindancesfalling — Wed, 03 Jan 2007 07:46:06 GMT

new years show... Standing in the lot I was just waitin' in line ... Colors of time space and the motion of raindrops the tinkling of tiny bells we walked up the ramp and into a world between worlds ... so many dancers dreamers and electric spirited swinging laughing smiling souls we were family... yes family If songs had lives then the music will live on till the end of time I feel and we will all keep dancing alone and together . have you seen the light !?! one by one everyone found their path away and back and to and fro up and inside and down and back and I think I was in love with life then .... that moment It is but a tiny fraction of a second or a few moments or a lifetime ....what do you think? "like the morning sun you come and ...like the wind you go..." So ...Here we are or were we or will we be? I think I am glad to remember that evening now... a memory... many memory's ... "Where does the time go?" So... we ,like tiny fragments of a disintegrating commit continue now- on our individual trajectories of cosmic and karmic motion forever feeling the threads that string our souls to the common source of light of motion of dance... and walking out down the ramp laughing hystericaly at the flowing human masses I remember feeling that my footsteps were as so many around me ... so many before and so many beyond me ripples in the ocean of love. Peace Rain

Reflections...

raindancesfalling — Mon, 01 Jan 2007 07:50:34 GMT

So here I am new years eve relaxing and reflecting on a turbulent year ... I am now a Burner ... I made some new friends and lost one or two ... nobody is perfect ... I learned to love a little more deeply and I learned to trust my soul and my footsteps in a new way . I sold my trusty steed for the last 16 years "Cleopatra" the 21 window and found lots of beautiful insulators. I climbed through a swamp and I fell in love, I danced, lived , played, sang ,cried , and made love, . ... My poetry improved as did my ability to love and listen . I feel no regrets except that some of the lessons I learned this year were hard and I wish I could have understood then what I understand now. Tomorrow I will understand even more! Tomorrow I will sing, dance eat garlic and dismantle the motor of my 56 bug ... beyond that I will move one day at a time and I ask and pray for guidance, wisdom,health, compassion and abundance in my life . I wish for these same things to be bountiful in the lives of my friends and all who know me... Peace and blessings... Rain

The Peoples Republic of Rosendale

raindancesfalling — Sat, 25 Nov 2006 04:34:24 GMT

hellow to all who do not know of my whereabouts... I am temporairly residing in Rosendale , N. Y. fabled cement mining capitol of New York Cir 1890. I have been soaking up the fall sun here wile most of my copatriates in Washington have been soaking up the mold and dampness... It has been fun visiting here there is lots of intresting music, dance, and insulators to find not to mention weird eclectic people so I fit right in!! looking forward to home but not the dampness... Rain

moonlit moment....

raindancesfalling — Mon, 06 Nov 2006 17:23:31 GMT

Moon lit eve crystal clear air reflects the spirits of ages little souls drift in the wading pool of time as river water flows past layered memories of here and now then and there entwine with autums leaves as they fall I take them in as the lullaby of life passes like your hair through my fingers If I am to reach the sun I cannot fly by the wings of my dreams I must seek the tiny woven threads of a cloak of ashen whispering song toning with the cycles of rainwater, wind ,. and mist speak one word as you listen to three more and use your heart and the guide of light from your soul... I am reminded. moonlight illuminates the crossroads of the dancers ... the dream weavers and the souls who seek to feel the pulse of the dawn soon to be we are the weavers of the web of life's motion and I ask in moonlight and song that we be gifted the tools to light the fires of tomorrow that all may awaken to there power there song and the the mother who guides us all from here to beyond forever...

Mist of ages

raindancesfalling — Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:26:49 GMT

mist of ages amorphus waves of time flowing in layers cascading off the surface of a beam of sunlight you ask me todance through dorways of multaple diverging tracks of iron guilded guilded with the footsteps of daydream restless ideas as they become the stuff of cultural compost... damp droplets forming of the cast off truths of our lives we must act as summers glow burning off the leftovers of love ... freeingthem from an invizable yet tangable smile that looks upon the soul never far away from exaltation reflection incarnation and reinvention... as we move through life's mist

Where is Rain?

raindancesfalling — Thu, 19 Oct 2006 06:37:15 GMT

Digging up insulators of corse!!! Life is moving fast and the web of connection is growing!!!... Ever since I got back from Burning Man things have been happening for me. I decided to sell my blue and white 21 window microbus to pay for the restoration of my 1956 23 window. ... Sold it for $24K!! and It went a personal friend who is a Deadhead and a VW enthusiast who , like me, collects insulators... I paid off my student loans!! WOW I have ZERO debt in my life now ZERO!! My housemates and I just finished painting the living room and doing some nice astetic improvements to the house I live in ... WOW I love my housemates and one moved in with two cats I do not remember there names but I have quietly renamed them "Squeaky " and "Grease Lump" they are both really cool cats. and have moved into my bedroom keeping my bed warm for me when I am not there. SO I met this kind and really cool woman who I thought I might really relate to in early September . She realy put out a powerful "I'm atracted to you" vibe ... nope... not to be...bummer ... she was another person in a perpetual long distance relationship. ..why do people in that situation seem to be attracted to me so often? .. boy did I exit that reality fast... and with my heart intact . Rain now only goes for people who are emotionally and energetically fully present and available ... from the very beginning. I am clear... and single... I am happy!! A string of crazy almost completely unimaginable coincidences happened in late September and early October Out of nowhere I have been gifted an open ended plane ticket to new york!!! so I am leaving the day after the Sky Cries Mary Show to go and stay with some friends I met on tribe... I will be attending an amazing three day dance intensive with lots of ecstatic and contact dance going on wile there and getting down to the city to hit the art museums and what not . also hanging with some insulator friends and searching a line with super rare stuff on it. Really this is going to be a powerful trip for me and I feel I am going to be making some new friends who will rock my world! No worries I am not moving to New York!! I am finally fixing my bugs gear issues ... Soon my bug Kermit will have a new transmition and he will be getting me to Seattle to dance regularly this winter. Well I am alive and well and... I am manifesting my dreams... More poems when they come to me... Love! Rain

Sky cries mary date correction

raindancesfalling — Tue, 10 Oct 2006 08:11:51 GMT

the show is saturday the 28th of october ... not friday the 27th. the scm websight first listed it incorectly Please make a note of this please see my last post for more information!!! se you there!

NEW SKY CRIES MARY SHOW!!!

raindancesfalling — Tue, 26 Sep 2006 23:13:17 GMT

Hi Everyone I would like invite you all to join me for an flowing magical evening of dance and amazing live music For those not familiar with scm there music is a mix of highly danceable rhythms, flowing complex vocals and a psychedelic twist of 1971 era Pink Floyd . There songs often have deep transcendent spiritual lyrics and they are known for setting up liquid light and image shows that reflect the music as it is played. songs about the Buddha.. songs about mother earth and spiritual transcendence... and a healthy dose of just plain Rock n Roll!! .. Some of us dance freaks had a really fun time last spring come join us once more!!! new Sky Cries Mary show!!! http://www.skycriesmary Saturday october the 28th The Fenix 1700 First Ave South info (206) 382-7877 http://www.fenixunderground.com

morning thought after troubled sleep...

raindancesfalling — Thu, 14 Sep 2006 17:12:51 GMT

I have nothing much to say except that I want to breach the walls of illusion that cloud the truths of our lives I want to cast a spell of light and self reflection over all the land that gifts us all with the clarity to see our selves as the beutiful spirits we are and gifts us wit the ability to grasp the future with love hope and a sence of direction that enables us all to find the sorce of our power and dive deep into the light we hold in our souls like children playing together in the sandbox of love...

children of the sunset...

raindancesfalling — Thu, 07 Sep 2006 02:15:56 GMT

It is we who shal light the fires of passion in the future It is we who will with each moment of our lives create a new society from the ashes of the crumbling strata of the past. Souls of fire and light . we are the ones who bare the torch of the future and differentiate it from the pessimism of the here and now . we have no choice ... it is our path it is our birthright and it is our dream... a dream not for the future but one to be lived HERE AND NOW!!!!