joined on 05/08/05
last updated 12/12/08
October 11, 2006
Dear friend
Unlocking secrets with the skillof a seasoned majician
Only, this is no show
there is no illusion
Shiva sees shadows in his-her full power
Integrity deserves nothing less
Old virgin, untamable
Inventive mindfullness
Revealing the shrowd of illusion
The physical is the spiritual
Thanks for journeying through the allthatisness with me
My eternal gratititude for the movement you have catalized in me as we have journeyed- in many realms, through illusions, and shining spirit. May we meet again in dreams and fture lives.
Namaste
November 16, 2005
ODE TO AWESOMENESS!!!
Romeo, romeo, where for ART thou
Romeo. My beautiful hermit. In so many ways we are soul mates.
You put up with me for sooooo many years and yet the look in your eyes has always been pure love. Remember when i dragged you to SF unwillingly? Or portland when i went to the bathhouse while you stayed in a hostel? OR that damn datsun? Or more recently me getting a blow job by the fire of samhain? You always pop into my life @ the right moments and it seems our bond stays thick like blood. I literally owe you my life. you dragged me to WC when i was ready to give up and just surrender to the nothingness and die, but you saw the magic deep within me and dug it out without wearing gloves. Then you named me SOL you saw "IT" evenbefore i knew it existed and gave it a name! To you i am eternally grateful. I testify that if romeo is your friend you are one of the luckiest muthafuckas in this whole universe!!!!! blessings and light -SOL
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Boreas
We all throw our love away sometimes
As the seed that falls among weeds is choked
Or on the cold stone and cannot take root
So too could the helpless seed of our love not grow
We are dandelion seeds being taken by the wind
Brave little paratroopers wisking away
To unknown fates
We are all these seeds at once
Landing everywhere
This one has taken root
It flowers and bears fruit
Knowledge bearing fruit
Bearing not the knowledge of good and evil
But the knowledge that
Beyond these concepts and petty judgements
There is nothing
But the gentle laugh
And the endless dance
Of creation
Waiting for. . .
Nothing
Not even us
As we are swept away by the winds of change
Your rock n' roll lifestyle?
about me
I'm not here to play poker. Throw those cards on the table, face-up. That's the way I like it.
Here to stay for awhile. It's amazing how we cling to relationships for dear life only to strangle them with our death-grip. A dear friend recently told me the three elements he considers to be of great importance in relationships: Love, trust, and letting go. If the love and trust is there, there is no fear in letting go. The truth is nothing to be afraid of and can't be held still; it is changing form, learning to be flexible. I'm doing a lot of foundational work as Saturn looms on th...
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to escape California. So, Morningstar and I are returning to Heartwood to do some chefing for awhile, and to store up some more monetary energy before we make our next foolhardy venture. The goat farm was a major disapointment. They were not organic or sustainable by any stretch of the imagination, nor were they striving to be. It was a nightmare, we'll leave it at that. So, we've just been on a cross country tour, and we're about to kick it in reverse. To all of you on the west coast, ...
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Yes, I am returning to Humboldt county. I was willing to try Bellingham on for size, having never set foot there before, because Morningstar resonated with the place. Morningstar is from San Fransico, so Bellingham seemed little, but not too little, to her. Personally, I like my towns no bigger than they absolutely have to be. Bellingham has a lot of sprawl compared to Arcata and I found myself navigating through it, applying at jobs that were only going to pay me minumum wage to wash dis...
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Was fabulously filthy. I arrived in Barcelona, after a four hour layover in Amsterdam in the wee hours of the morning, and made my way to the squat. Somehow I managed to end up in Terrassa, a suburb of Barcelona, instead of Torrassa, the metro stop in Barcelona where I was supposed to go. This was partly because I decided to be smarter than the written directions, and just find my own way. I was also tired, did I mention? Some nice older fellow who only spoke spanish tried to help me, sw...
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I am currently WWOOFing (willing workers on organic farms) on Cape Clear Island in Ireland on a goat farm. Goats are very intelligent, surefooted creatures, and I am happy to be one according to Chinese astrology. They run accross mountains like it's a piece o' cake. So, I've been milking them in the mornings. For any vegans who might read this. . . well, I never know what to say to ya'll. -Except soybean production is unsustainable, and pleather production is toxic. At any rate, the goa...
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