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  1. #1
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    Holy Fool's Playground

    From The Playground....



    FROM THE WOMB OF THE GREAT MOTHER YOU WILL COME INTO BEING.


    THROUGH THE CANAL OF LONG FORGOTTEN MELODIES AND EXCLAMATIONS YOUR FUTURE HOLDS YOU DEAR.


    THE VASTNESS OF YOUR DESIRES CONTINUE AS YOU STAKE YOUR CLAIM.


    BE EVER READY FOR THE TRUTH WILL SET IN AND NO LONGER WILL THE GREAT DIVIDE SUFFER YOUR ILLUSIONS.


    AS WE NEAR THE OFFERING OF DIVINITY THAT IS YOU.

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    I AM THE GREAT EQUALIZER SENT HERE AND NOW TO DO AND MAINTAIN WHAT I HAVE BEEN MADE TO DO AND MAINTAIN…WE KEEP THE CURRENTS STRONG, RIGHTEOUS AND JUST FOR IT IS OUR PURPOSE WHICH NOW DETERMINES PLACEMENT IN THE GRAND CURRENT
    WE TAKE LIABILITIES AND TRANSMUTE THEM INTO ASSETS
    WE EQUALIZE THAT WHICH IS NOT IN SYNC WITH THE STRUCTURE AND FLOW
    I AM HERE NOW ONLY TO SEE THIS BECOME WHAT WAS SET FORTH BY OUR KIND WHEN THERE WAS ONLY US
    AS WE HUMBLY AND MOST GRACIOUSLY SERVE ATON THE ONE AND ONLY LIGHT
    ALL WILL BE AS IT WAS MEANT TO BE AND NOW DETERMINED TO BE
    BY, FOR AND THROUGH HEAVEN WHOSE WILL IS HERE NOW

    CONTACT HAS BEEN MADE AND IGNITION WILL COMMENCE

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  3. #2
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    My mind please allow me to step out and into a more conducive setting as in a different lens so that I may see better…ahh now that’s better…why would one ever want to leave this view….you never left it….so quit acting like it…..

    You know I have learned through the hard knocks and the nuts that I had to knock…mostly my own due to severe distortions as a result of not answering the door….


    Heaven, I have learned, through hard knocks, only knocks so long until it stops and when it does pray that you remember the knock…the particular knock it made…..and then after what seems like an eternity of no knocks…..you find your way to a place a special place that specializes in allowing you to approach the Divine……if you are lucky…real lucky….as i have been…….seems that I knocked and knocked until I finally broke down The Holy Doors and the Holy Winds that swept through my mind….blew it to pieces…..only to be gathered again into brightness now that shines upon the inside….

    If you have ignored the knocks if you have not heard them if you are no where near the door please i beg you implore you to get there….get there quick…get there now..just get there…..do not fear…never fear…you are loved more than you could possibly imagine…..ask ye in earnest to be allowed entrance into the space where your Lover resides….when the shaking begins at the core….
    this is where you want to be…

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  5. #3
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    Re: Holy Fool's Playground

    I am here to inform you that YOUR package has arrived...


    You know....The One that You sent.....remember?


    Today is the day...................................it is here.......................what's this.......you still don't remember.....are you sure....really sure.........I mean really sure really really sure ....................cuz WE are....AND WE DO NOT MAKE MISTAKES.......you sent it....yep it's right here......has your name on it....


    Better claim it before it decides there's no ONE home................................It will not be left on the door step for you either....you can forget about that.......and, sadly, you can't go pick it up .........not how this works.....

    Well, in that well, WE know who really sent it....but that's neither here nor there......so where is it..........................YOUR package??
    Do you see it?
    IT sees YOU


    So many packages that were sent by The Original Package.......to ITSELF..........For what Purpose I wonder..hm........WE SAY.....STAND UP BE COUNTED AND GET THE PACKAGE ALREADY!

    I"M TIRED OF CARRYING THEM ALL FOR YOU.


    Despite what I just said.....grin......It's like this....I don't mind....carrying them...it's part of my job and I AM happy to serve.......there is really nothing I'd rather do.......to serve PAPA"S best interest, which is in all of our best interests

    So,,,,,,YOUR PACKAGE IS HERE..................ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS SIGN FOR IT...........


    Won't you please be so kind as to?


    Then WE can get on with the much anticipated new and improved forms and purposes of expressions that promote feelings and incite riots of LOVE to return and claim what it once was....
    and still is.........IT LONGS TO BE WITH YOU AGAIN........YOU don't know how much this means....IT IS ALL AND EVERYTHING.......


    OUR HEARTS GATHER TOGETHER AS ONE WONT YOU PLEASE JOIN IN THE FUN?

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  7. #4
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    Re: Holy Fool's Playground

    12 ways of realizing Me....i did not write this.....Meher Baba did...

    1. Longing --

    If you experience that same longing and thirst for union with me as one who has been lying for days in the hot sun of the Sahara experiences the longing for water, then you will realize me.

    2. Peace of mind --

    If you have the peace of a frozen lake, then too you will realize me.

    3. Humility --

    If you have the humility of the Earth which can be moulded into any shape , then you will know me.

    4. Desperation --

    If you experience the desperation that causes a man to commit suicide and you feel that you cannot live without seeing me, then you will see me.

    5. Faith --

    If you have the complete faith that Kalyan had for his Master, in believing it was night although it was day (because his Master said so), then you will know me.

    6. Fidelity --

    If you have the fidelity that the breath has in giving you company, even without your constantly feeling it, till the end of your life (that both in happiness and in suffering gives you company and never turns against you), then you will know me.

    7. Control through Love --

    When your love for me drives away your lust for the things of the senses, then you realize me.

    8. Selfless Service --

    If you have the quality of selfless service unaffected by results, similar to that of the sun which serves the world by shining on all creation -- on the grass in the field, on the birds in the air, on the beasts in the forest -- on all mankind with its sinner and its saint, its rich and its poor, unconscious of their attitude towards it, then you will win me.

    9. Renunciation --

    If you renounce for me everything physical, , mental and spiritual, then you have me.

    10. Obedience --

    If your obedience is as spontaneous, complete and natural as the light is to the eye or the smell to the nose, then you come to me.

    11. Surrenderance --

    If your surrenderance to me is as whole-hearted as that of one who, suffering from insomnia, surrenders to sudden sleep without fear of being lost, then you have me.

    12. Love --

    If you have the love for me which Saint Francis had for Jesus, then not only will you realize me but you will please me.

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    Re: Holy Fool's Playground

    Brian... would you consider putting this in a personal thread.. I don't remember if you have one.. but by creating one and I can merge them if you don't have one yet.. these will not fall away totally the bottom of the list! Then of course keep adding whatever else you would like to the personal thread.
    Books are not the WORD.. the HUMAN BEING IS THE WORD and when MAN UNDERSTANDS HIS HUMAN ROLE... as the WORD... this planet will come into glory.

    “The ability to observe without evaluating is the highest form of intelligence.” “It is truth that liberates, not your effort to be free.” “The constant assertion of belief is an indication of fear.”
    Jiddu Krishnamurti

    "The human race must become reconciled to a procession of changes, adjustments, and readjustments. Mankind is on the march toward a new and unrevealed planetary destiny."

    "The Great Tao flows everywhere, to the left and to the right. All things depend on it to exist, and it does not abandon them. To its accomplishments it lays no claims. It loves and nourishes all things, but does not lord it over them." - Lao Tzu

  10. #6
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    Re: Holy Fool's Playground

    Quote Originally Posted by Candace View Post
    Brian... would you consider putting this in a personal thread.. I don't remember if you have one.. but by creating one and I can merge them if you don't have one yet.. these will not fall away totally the bottom of the list! Then of course keep adding whatever else you would like to the personal thread.

    yeah sure no problem at all....i have looked and is there something special i need to do to create one.....or just start one and call it Brian's Thread?

    Or can I just change the name of this one?

    Thanks...

    hold on i think i have it figured out?

  11. #7
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    Brian's Needle and Thread

    12 ways of realizing Me....i did not write this.....Meher Baba did...

    1. Longing --

    If you experience that same longing and thirst for union with me as one who has been lying for days in the hot sun of the Sahara experiences the longing for water, then you will realize me.

    2. Peace of mind --

    If you have the peace of a frozen lake, then too you will realize me.

    3. Humility --

    If you have the humility of the Earth which can be moulded into any shape , then you will know me.

    4. Desperation --

    If you experience the desperation that causes a man to commit suicide and you feel that you cannot live without seeing me, then you will see me.

    5. Faith --

    If you have the complete faith that Kalyan had for his Master, in believing it was night although it was day (because his Master said so), then you will know me.

    6. Fidelity --

    If you have the fidelity that the breath has in giving you company, even without your constantly feeling it, till the end of your life (that both in happiness and in suffering gives you company and never turns against you), then you will know me.

    7. Control through Love --

    When your love for me drives away your lust for the things of the senses, then you realize me.

    8. Selfless Service --

    If you have the quality of selfless service unaffected by results, similar to that of the sun which serves the world by shining on all creation -- on the grass in the field, on the birds in the air, on the beasts in the forest -- on all mankind with its sinner and its saint, its rich and its poor, unconscious of their attitude towards it, then you will win me.

    9. Renunciation --

    If you renounce for me everything physical, , mental and spiritual, then you have me.

    10. Obedience --

    If your obedience is as spontaneous, complete and natural as the light is to the eye or the smell to the nose, then you come to me.

    11. Surrenderance --

    If your surrenderance to me is as whole-hearted as that of one who, suffering from insomnia, surrenders to sudden sleep without fear of being lost, then you have me.

    12. Love --

    If you have the love for me which Saint Francis had for Jesus, then not only will you realize me but you will please me.

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  15. #9
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    FROM THE WOMB OF THE GREAT MOTHER YOU WILL COME INTO BEING.


    THROUGH THE CANAL OF LONG FORGOTTEN MELODIES AND EXCLAMATIONS YOUR FUTURE HOLDS YOU DEAR.


    THE VASTNESS OF YOUR DESIRES CONTINUE AS YOU STAKE YOUR CLAIM.


    BE EVER READY FOR THE TRUTH WILL SET IN AND NO LONGER WILL THE GREAT DIVIDE SUFFER YOUR ILLUSIONS.


    AS WE NEAR THE OFFERING OF DIVINITY THAT IS YOU.

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  17. #10
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    he is rich
    i am poor
    in this place
    i look for his face
    to win this race
    one must be safe
    on time
    in a rhyme
    with the poet
    who knows it
    all
    inside and out
    with a doubt
    he carries clout
    thats stout and
    sweet
    completely
    stricken with poverty
    shiva dances
    round my mind
    swirling
    dimes
    pelt my wallet
    but ive no wallet
    to put anything
    anymore
    ive given up those things
    develop my own wings
    cuz now i sings
    a different tune
    inside this plume
    of feathers
    made into sweaters
    better weather
    is right around the corner
    in this barren land
    absent of real
    devotees who understand
    the plan
    too much time they do proceed
    with greed
    in search of filling a need
    falsely
    the void doesnt accept their
    currency
    find his current
    be that
    not a raisin
    drying in the sun
    no!
    be the hope
    cut the rope
    dangle on his coattails
    as you make your way
    to the grande ball
    down the hall
    one slip
    we fall
    into eternal bliss
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  19. #11
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    let the sunshine hit them all hard
    rip their insides apart
    obliterate their organs
    put them out of their misery
    blow apart
    my part
    let's begin again
    do it right
    this time
    not that
    before wasn't fun
    new sun old sun
    love comes here to grow
    no snow
    below
    a dove above
    that's love
    come from under a rug
    sweeping motions inside
    all this commotion
    does wonders for rooms to grow
    in
    this room
    do i show
    wonders
    before never seen
    relationships are blooming
    in here
    gardens are yards compared to
    stars
    pancake puppies bounce
    to and fro
    stopping only
    for explosions of syrup
    from trees
    free of disease
    if you please
    i dont do sticky
    its tricky
    and i am
    not picky
    i like saturation
    soaked in sweetness
    do i thrive
    come alive
    no jive
    for my hands
    in the stands
    of the grande
    and glorious
    hand
    where we all stand
    or sit
    do a split
    and rip it apart again
    do this until
    it feels good refreshing and necessary
    is a recipe
    for success be the best
    he'll do all the rest
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  21. #12
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    when i stepped out of the shower
    my whole world changed
    as i exchanged
    this breath
    for that one
    my whole world changed
    when i looked upon
    the face of Love
    it all changed
    the whole world
    did
    when my heart skipped a
    beat
    i felt it
    and everything changed
    was
    rearranged
    according to the proper strands of His Hair
    the protocols of Heaven
    reside there...
    when i met a smile
    it looked happy
    and smelled of
    sugar and spice
    inside the oven
    His Oven
    you should bake
    until done
    i did once and now
    i am a chef
    in His Kitchen
    confections of the Soul
    are now in order
    have you placed one
    with The Server

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  23. #13
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    as the liquid of expression
    under investigation
    in relation
    settles down and
    all around
    the mountains
    in your mind
    on time
    i run for you
    i run towards you
    so i think
    on the brink
    of another sink
    ....ing
    started to stink
    turning all pink
    becoming something
    think i am caught
    in the turbulence
    that shatters emotion
    its constant motion
    keeps me in flux
    deepening and widening
    my fertile valleys
    no longer
    found in back alleys
    this torch does scorch
    as i sit on his porch
    and blaze away
    the decay as i turn gray
    in his beard that burns
    so brightly
    makes me feel lightly
    whispering puffs n stuffs
    do i cling
    to love's inner door
    like its' whore
    what a chore
    i adore
    come once more
    to the
    cinema of your mind
    as it rhymes
    weaves a tale older than the stars...

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  25. #14
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    calm showers to cool the lining
    of our souls
    in control
    do we pause
    reflect
    and inspect
    the bubbles
    we find ourselves in
    bursting into dreams
    we part ways
    form plays
    with our minds
    collecting impressions
    are we under
    the covers yet
    in the master's room
    what are you
    waiting for
    dive in
    give in
    be his favorite toy
    overjoyed
    like a jack in the box
    that never stops
    popping up
    go away
    i wanna play
    with you
    now
    i'm already taken
    not shaken
    stirred
    here
    i am
    gazing up at olives
    stuffed with cheese
    eat me please
    consume my skin
    take away this thin
    frail pale and lonely
    traveler from the stars
    inside of jars
    i grow fungus
    from my spores
    distant shores
    are calling me back
    to the fields
    where i plow
    sowing seeds
    i offer a striptease
    made of dirt....
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  27. #15
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    get it out without a doubt
    like an eagle
    picking up trout
    with its talons
    made of aprons
    to caudal the infant
    just born
    tryin to inform
    in this form
    do we
    sky
    high
    just passing by
    inside balloons made of steel
    i peel
    off my dermis
    drink from his thermos
    smile inside his dream
    of me
    and you
    having tea
    fantastic company
    we keep
    aint cheap
    or steep
    just a leap
    of faith
    in this case
    do i place
    my space
    in his face
    looking into a mirror
    of nothing
    i see
    the sea of emotion
    inside the waters of his love
    and kindness
    blindness
    can happen
    let it happen
    be blind
    from the glow of his light
    so tight
    is the band
    to which i belong
    as a song
    that is sung
    by tiny birds

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  29. #16
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    its outward appearance is a grievance
    against the very nature
    of its soul
    is the goal
    to have
    no where to go
    where i bestow
    does my glow
    frighten you
    sunlight is
    fun light
    if you look at it right
    dont be so uptight
    i ponder this
    and that
    never look back
    i left a stack
    of coins
    by a fountain
    inside a mtn
    all out
    in
    full display
    bigger than life
    is no man's strife
    be a good wife
    and mate
    as i contemplate
    unions without stewards
    prisons without walls
    cages without bars
    vaults that have no locks
    rocks upon rocks
    in this heap
    i keep digging
    its in here somewhere
    i know it is
    my precious
    little jewel
    why can i not
    find you
    are you so dirty
    and lost
    are you
    hiding
    confiding
    in the dirt
    while i flirt
    with fairies
    and swim
    with dolphins
    inside a coffin
    drop your suit
    all it does is
    pollute
    and constitute
    a need for a remedy
    inside of me
    that's where you are
    healing this feeling
    raising the ceiling
    not the roof
    become bigger
    fuller
    richer
    brighter
    lighter
    flick this tick
    off my back
    jack
    or jill
    hide and seek
    just a peek
    inside this leak
    do i flow...

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  31. #17
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    in holiness i descend
    once again
    in to the depths
    to pluck jewels
    from fools
    who know not
    of their
    true lustre
    custer
    never stood a chance
    no real romance
    in his heart
    carefully proceed
    without greed
    see a need
    jewels in the guise
    of a dolphin
    on vacation
    got an invitation
    to go find
    the fruit inside the rind
    one of our own
    who's not on loan
    commence diving
    im advertising
    my approach
    as i retrieve
    what's been poached
    from the clutches
    of all that is not holy
    like a goalie
    i block
    any and all
    attempts
    are held in contempt
    unkempt
    is their
    countenance
    flutter and flicker
    the air gets thicker
    at last i am inside
    bowels of vowels
    with no consonants
    to perform
    speech
    perceptive research
    i sit on my perch
    weaning babies
    no maybe's
    come
    from my breasts
    in jests
    i am blessed
    about my fathers business

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  33. #18
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    burn mine eyes out
    so that i can see
    rip my senses
    right from out
    of me
    hang them on a
    fence
    for all
    to witness
    strip bare
    my bones
    burn them
    with pine cones
    in a pyre
    do i conspire
    to take down my
    own self
    in a fantastic
    display
    do i play
    with words
    its over heard
    from nowhere
    and it goes
    elsewhere
    until all paths
    have been traversed
    forward and reverse
    do i curse
    myself
    for not having
    the foresight to my
    hindsight
    forthright
    out right
    disgust i endure
    in this form
    this flesh
    is not fresh
    i desire conquest
    of my innards
    where everyone
    is a winner
    not a sinner
    just a beginner
    never and end
    to what i
    send your direction
    be a mirror
    that needs polished
    abolished
    and demolished
    the scene of the
    non accident
    isn't pretty
    even less witty
    listen to the sirens
    as they come for my
    remains

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  35. #19
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    love burns on a dime
    found in currency
    paid in full
    sit on this stool
    as i drool
    at the magnificence
    before me
    drinks all around
    no clowns
    this side of town
    frowns
    make me happy
    slap me
    so that i turn
    the right way
    facing the direction
    of his heart
    your heart
    my heart
    all one
    exclusive dramatics
    simply aquatics
    learned
    from the burn
    of desire
    singing in the choir
    at least
    be a beast
    singing soundly
    robustly must be
    my friend
    i send
    your way
    fairly swings
    ferry go rings
    catch them
    as they go by
    on sea horses
    their king
    is in season
    for a reason
    thats pleasin
    bees in concert
    make honey
    honey
    sweetness
    from the comb
    brushes this womb
    serenely
    providing nice
    scenery
    in this creamery
    as i croon

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  37. #20
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    my prostrate is swollen
    with the puss
    of desire
    maybe its
    time to take it out
    throw it down
    on the floor
    as it is
    what we should be
    on bent knees
    do i please
    offering the infection
    unto further inspection
    lying there prostrate
    with my prostrate
    are you looking at me
    eye ballin me
    what do you see
    i plead insanity
    in this calamity
    with no gravity
    of the situation
    chained remained
    in plain sight
    hammers are like mush
    straight forward
    disgust
    rush
    and crush
    are friends
    who used to be
    part of me
    they sit in the back now
    as i bow
    and pet his cow
    slap the utter contempt
    ive spent
    on nothing but commerce
    traverse the thirst
    get lost in its purse
    be spent
    i went
    slightly bent
    from lack of oxygen
    pathogens found me
    clinging to a tree
    licking the sap
    like a junkie gnat
    seeking to fill
    my cavity
    depravity
    make me grumpy
    and lumpy
    bumpy is this ride
    fraternize
    these colleagues
    spruce up
    the tree with lights
    that sparkle
    become the bark
    and the spark
    play in the park
    with ducks and geese
    invite the police
    to an arrest
    of the detest
    in the grossest
    of contexts
    like dung
    i got flung
    far from
    his rung
    carl jung
    knew this

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  39. #21
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    sitting in solitude i conclude
    that it is not rude
    to sweeten the notes
    inside of boats
    carrying passengers
    across the universe
    to the other side of morning
    forming
    perfectly
    for all to see
    a rhapsody
    of jellies and jams
    inside of clams
    now that is deliciousness
    at its finest
    nothing but a reminder
    of a kinder more gentler
    exclamation
    we use too often
    lofty ideals
    of home sickness
    been away far too long
    searching for his song
    in tune i swoon
    and prune cobwebs
    from my mind
    making rhymes
    i found two dimes
    one heads up
    the other down
    patterns that matter
    going and flowing
    i wear a thorny crown
    to make me frown
    nothing but a clown
    with no circus
    to be found
    distant melodies
    calling me
    back to the leader
    the smell of cedar
    crackles and pops
    drops
    of rain
    wash away this clay
    a fire of desire
    molds me once again
    inside the kiln
    solidifying
    embers of my soul
    now as a bowl
    i offer sweet nectar
    a perfecter of minerals
    and criminals
    look at you now
    hardy sturdy
    and ready
    to be used not abused
    in the right capacity

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  41. #22
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    distance and resistance
    are futile
    in this vile
    and disgusting
    place
    no face
    can replace
    yours
    you think you're
    not up to it
    you are
    how can you not see
    when looking at me
    emotions like potions
    dazzle my insides
    warm and fuzzy
    not sour and scuzzy
    emerald nuances
    shone forth like
    puzzle pieces
    as i am with you
    just a piece
    with no picture
    to join
    a lonely coin
    in a water less fountain
    at the base of your mtn
    what am i to do
    where am i to go
    who to be
    your locks
    reach out
    still in doubt
    of my clout
    i pout and throw fits
    tantrums
    instead of lanterns
    burning yearning
    for closeness
    i wade the waters
    toddlers all around
    leading me home
    i prefer to roam
    until i cant stand
    myself anymore
    abhor
    what i've become
    a droplet of moisture
    with no ray of sun

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  43. #23
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    the pangs of desire always
    makes me succumb
    am i really so numb
    or blind
    or both
    which is most
    if you lost everything
    what would you become
    as ripe as a plumb
    as red as a cherry
    im very turned on
    that the notion
    of unification
    in the altercation
    happened in bewilderment
    feeling rent
    asunder
    i blunder
    and often wonder
    of things and feelings
    am i reaching high
    low
    this side that side
    i cannot hide
    from me
    why then
    cant i see
    what's right in front
    its rather blunt
    in your face
    like an intense rush
    of pears on bears
    in squares
    not pairs
    and so
    on it goes
    we are calling
    and being called
    from the same phone
    stone to stone
    you're just a house
    guests prefer mess
    over in piles
    where the heart lies
    it digests all the mess
    in excess
    opens new restaurants for patrons to frequent
    subsequent happenings
    are all around
    downtown
    in this home
    of heart sickness

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  45. #24
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    great article here representing what one might ordinarily think impossible...

    actually more like a modern day job....

    http://www.newdawnmagazine.com/artic...paranormal-man

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  47. #25
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    we dance in fields of cotton
    like pillows uncased
    i plead with you
    to listen
    it fits in
    perfect harmony
    we swerve
    curve
    and sway
    all ways
    like in the old days
    i am here
    waiting
    ready
    to drop
    on your dime
    i do
    or do i
    your birds
    come here to see
    if it really is me
    this time
    ive been away
    got carried
    in a swoosh of emotion
    caused commotion
    outside the ocean
    flirting with feelings
    found on banana peelings
    sliding into mashed
    goodness
    just a loaf
    in the pan
    with butter
    no clutter
    makes me stutter
    and flutter
    lying in a gutter
    destitute
    cold and lonely
    if only
    i didnt stink so bad
    ive been had
    now im glad
    flies and rodents
    feast on my corpse
    liquid sugar
    now runs through my veins
    no one here
    complains
    of the gains
    made from
    pains
    inside membranes
    throbbing
    bobbing
    quit your sobbing
    and robbing
    my cradle
    of its worth
    like someone from perth
    who just gave birth
    come first
    and be last
    remember
    not so fast

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  49. #26
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    everyday blessings
    uncover the dressings
    from your wounds
    where the light has entered
    a dissenter
    behind enemy lines
    large is the back drop
    to which i blend
    in
    a rusty tin
    cup
    has been traded
    for a jug of fire
    dire
    is the quest
    at his behest
    how'd i get in
    to this mess
    i digress
    no time to rest
    be blessed
    be holy
    be only
    one
    in one
    nothing left undone
    i come
    and leave
    at the same time
    what just happened
    who was here
    the place is perfect
    the scent is woodsy
    dirt covers my travels
    as it unravels
    knots inside of me
    seeds planted
    roots take hold
    weaving through
    an eternity
    of growth
    the host of hosts
    sweeps now
    this cabin
    i inhabit
    no more rabbits
    just a bad habit
    going down holes
    misguided goals
    leave your clothes
    in bowls
    by the dresser
    recycled they will be
    hope you dont
    mind suits
    made not of meat
    incomplete
    replete
    is the fashion
    these days
    stardust flatters your eyes
    in these barren skies
    surprised
    at your sparkly
    gaze
    i am amazed
    by your colorful
    aurora
    aura
    purple and pink
    makes me think
    of your wink
    in the blink
    of an eye
    like the filling
    inside of a cherry pie

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  51. #27
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i search and try
    to come up with meanings
    to satisfy
    the longing
    i feel
    but nothing can do
    what direct experience
    with divinity
    can provide
    ive never had that feeling
    but i know tis there
    i sense it everywhere
    i smell it
    feel it
    want it
    to be one with it
    always am i on the look out
    for agents
    that might feel drawn to my search
    if i keep searching then the object
    will present itself
    but how long until
    i know
    no one knows
    but the one that is being searched for
    its excruciating
    tossing about
    trying to find calm seas
    that will sail me home
    its made become super aware
    of my surroundings
    the poundings that go on
    inside my head
    as i lie down in bed
    to rest
    and awake
    every night at three
    or four
    who's knocking at my door
    this time
    damn it
    i am home
    wont you come in
    so i sit and wait
    and occupy myself
    with insane ideas
    frustrating impulses
    desires that go awry
    am i a spy
    or a fly
    doesnt matter
    either way i splatter
    nothing calms my nerves
    how do i seem to keep it together
    feel like a piece of leather
    braving the stormy weather
    which is nothing
    but turbulence of necessary
    and expected emotions
    wanting to kiss strangers
    cuz i crave closeness
    wanting to make love
    to all that i see
    i am at war
    i have always been
    at war
    i am tired of fighting
    this battle
    that rages
    in stages
    earning no wages
    flailing about
    like a child who's lost his only friend
    and deepest toy
    i am mad at the world
    i am mad at me
    i am mad with desire
    struggling to fit in
    is a joke
    i like to poke
    to see what it is
    will it provide a clue
    something i missed
    never stopping
    i know not how
    my body is dropping
    when will this madness end
    does it even matter
    anymore
    destroy me now
    put me out of my misery
    before i die
    from a broken heart
    yet again

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  53. #28
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    Brian these are good, thanks for posting them!!
    [url]www.theinnerknowledge.info[/url]

  54. #29
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    hey...my pleasure...my sincere pleasure...thanks for reading!



    Quote Originally Posted by IAMONE6655 View Post
    Brian these are good, thanks for posting them!!
    - - - Updated

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  56. #30
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i am vile
    and detestable
    i am nothing
    let alone
    digestible
    i am poor weak and needy
    and even greedy
    has become
    part of that which seeks
    to defile
    the already derelict
    wanderings of my soul
    dogs run from me
    children shun me
    i am lost
    and alone
    never knowing
    what is real
    please heal
    my wounds
    with your resplendent
    and kind ways
    no longer can i stand
    from lack of nourishment
    even my hands
    are brittle
    as old bricks
    and a pile of sticks
    i wish to burn
    i yearn
    for the pain of longing
    and suffering
    to be made into
    something
    anything
    other than
    this
    i am a disgrace
    fallen on a bloody
    face
    full of holes
    goats and sheep
    mock me
    the suns rays
    burn me
    for they cannot
    stand the sight
    of my plight
    its repugnant
    my odor sours
    even the sweetest fruit
    and meat
    lie me down
    in a field of maggots
    so that they
    may feast on
    my impurities
    and insecurities
    my lips are parched
    scorched
    from no moisture
    cooling water
    cowers at my coming
    plagues cover my body
    i am a walking disease
    manors scoff at my tongue
    blisters invade my home
    sewers run through my veins
    i am insane
    looking for a straight jacket
    to wrap me up
    no that wont even do
    all life avoids interaction
    is the reaction
    an unkindness
    flocks ripping at
    the box where
    i try to die
    solace finds no rest in my
    space

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  58. #31
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    zig zag zig zag
    what a drag
    straight line
    straight line
    so fine
    what it do
    what it did
    what do it did
    did it do what
    to you
    no clue
    try the other
    shoe
    do what it did
    it did do what
    i like your strut
    the way you move
    its so smoove
    always a groove
    to put you
    in the mood
    for departure
    lemon barks here
    at the sourness
    of his skin
    shiny yes
    what a zest
    makes you pucker
    wink wink
    not a sucker
    just a plucker
    grin grin
    what fun
    we are in
    fork
    never more
    never more
    be in the tude
    gratuitous exhumed
    from the body in the grave
    how it saved the best for last
    quite a cast
    we have here in this place
    located somewhere
    deep in your space
    i love your face
    it reminds me of
    a keyhole i must embrace
    saw it up there
    as plain as lights
    in the dark
    please park the bus
    in the front row
    next to my camel
    we thirst we hunger
    we drive together
    a unified congruent
    structure of cotton candy
    after it hits your tongue

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  60. #32
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i strive and thrive
    in places
    no one
    seldom is seen
    only the sands
    of time
    provide the clutter
    i wonder
    what would happen
    if it all
    changed
    in the blink
    of an eye
    would you even notice
    would you be closest
    to coming out of the closet
    or choosing to remain inside
    hanging
    around
    not knowing where
    to be found
    blown again
    home again
    away for play
    theres bound to be
    pleasantries
    in your
    theatre
    in clearer terms
    we deserve curves
    and sways
    all ways
    are just causeways
    to a speedier
    recovery
    its rubbery
    this juggernaut
    bug her not
    love her instead
    just love
    kindness
    and blindness
    remind us
    to live love and laugh
    at life's little wafts
    of smells
    and sand dollars
    lying motionless
    on the beach
    not far out of reach
    yes i preach
    and pray
    listening inside
    at the right time
    makes sense
    and it is common
    amongst those
    who have an innate
    desire
    to be on fire
    for him in slim
    on a whim
    a steering wheel
    has much appeal
    look at those hands
    on commands
    he stands firm and true
    driving just for you
    and me
    to be where needs
    must be
    an endless sea
    and all day to get there

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  62. #33
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    GrandFanda
    like a panda
    ill meet you
    in the east
    as a priest
    and priestess
    of the royal high
    court
    are here to
    report
    now in session
    without regression
    an obsession
    of mine
    is in order
    as the sound
    closes the door
    sit and relax
    into yourself
    and wander
    at the wonder
    of down under
    not a blunder
    but a recourse
    a lion and a beast
    am i
    you said
    i bled
    so much
    that time
    i still have little
    scars
    of where love bit
    and split me
    in half
    for a while
    done with style
    ive been in a heaping
    pile of dung
    looking for my
    bungalo
    so many to collect
    out of respect
    i dont genuflect
    i honor all that is holy
    and only
    by being me
    and seeking to re discover
    what i left under the covers
    in time and space in this place
    for now
    im always and forever
    positioned in a bowel
    heavy is my brow
    as i climb heavenward

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  64. #34
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i wanna connectto you in ways
    you cant even begin
    to imagine
    plunge the depths
    of your soul
    stimulate and arouse
    subtle things
    on wings
    do i fly
    inside your
    hmm
    stop to consider
    lest i wither
    from anticipation
    of the inevitable
    edible delightful
    dont hold back
    let em have it
    its what they want
    just a grunt
    or a runt
    ok im going for it
    and you thought id
    punt
    ill be blunt
    if you want
    step inside
    who i am
    lets be scandalous
    the talk of the universe
    far and wide
    far flung
    the space inside
    of you
    is a highway
    of connections so deep and trusting
    and willing
    to intention
    attention and detail
    i wish to fill
    your entire
    cavity your space
    something so dynamic
    as to not cause undue
    panic
    in the stricken minds of those who continue
    menu
    only one thing
    to eat
    how many courses
    do you desire this time
    what will it be
    this time
    right now
    and your order is
    complete
    flirt with desert
    lift up the skirt
    rip off my shirt
    does that hurt
    no i can take it
    i can make it
    never fake it
    just bake it
    forsake it not
    at a loss
    i toss and
    turn
    i do
    i just do
    and you
    how do you
    enter spaces
    inside
    to feel what you
    hide

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  66. #35
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i am the bow in your rain
    the sewer
    to your drain
    the pain
    to gain
    no need to explain
    the grapes that
    juice your cup
    thats whats up
    the tower
    in your power
    the flower
    waiting
    for your pollen
    the desire
    in your fire
    the funeral pyre
    the leaf
    good grief
    im not a thief
    im a provider
    not a divider
    a pillar
    a distiller
    of the finest kind
    intoxicate yourself
    with my fruit
    my loot
    is the mother lode
    humble is my abode
    be friends with my toad
    as he licks
    your skin
    and sees colors
    of me
    swirling by

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  68. #36
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    higher standards
    you were never
    stranded
    or isolated
    you chose
    to be in an apparent
    discourse
    of probabilities
    not obstacles
    just a plan
    devised by you
    to find you
    when all else failed
    or so you thought
    alas there is no failure
    only fleeting moments
    of dispersed disappointment
    and lack of clarity
    in your vision
    derision provided room
    to grow
    how can you know
    all there is to stow
    away
    on the ship
    of
    your own making
    if all you do
    is get blown
    away
    when there is no wind
    today
    in the forecast
    of horizons
    landscapes
    not an escape
    but an agreement
    to see this through
    because of
    you
    in the capacity of
    glue
    keeps the wood
    from breaking in two
    restore build
    secure
    whats already
    a given
    this is your duty
    its not free
    and the price
    is oh so nice
    like rice
    a staple
    a big maple
    tree
    with branches
    outstretched
    to catch
    the rays of the sun
    the one light
    such an intricate
    and thorough
    offering
    are you finally
    realizing why

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  70. #37
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    you are a diamond
    whose point
    is the point
    a joint
    effort
    we put forth
    refracting scopes
    chisel away the debris
    cutting new lines
    facets play
    inside of rhymes
    bending and mending
    always spending
    currency
    in spite of
    what i see
    i plea
    as a flea
    the bigger part of me
    is in love
    with you
    are you in a position
    to drip dry
    as you step out of my shower
    your new lines
    fit perfectly
    with your points
    what is your point
    do you have only one
    or is there
    another not yet exposed
    as a rose
    forming new buds
    i slide down your thorns
    to make incisions
    lines secured by blood
    a stud
    properly placed
    in your nose
    on your face
    accentuates your blissful
    diamond eyes
    beautifully

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  72. #38
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i am the bear
    and salmon
    the water
    the vision
    in the stream
    in the river
    i never shiver
    i prefer to quiver
    just a sliver
    inside this
    silver lining
    coming home
    to re boost
    to roost
    your loins
    worn out
    never in doubt
    i stand in the middle
    while you swim
    and fiddle
    my way
    in water and land
    its all the same plan
    i give
    you take
    i take
    and you give
    we give we take
    never a flake
    goes missing
    from my recipe
    for ultimate
    baked goodness
    you see
    inside of me
    is something entirely new
    like old friends
    we come again
    to be reborn
    never torn
    or perforated
    syncopated
    for goodness sake
    stress me
    as i do you
    the gentle sound
    of a clown
    lying down
    in the flow
    expecting nothing

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  74. #39
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    no shade
    in the fade
    bright
    and shining sun
    have it made
    get laid
    over at his
    crib
    bring a
    bib
    baby
    messy and unadulterated
    x rays in quadruples
    scruples
    no loop holes
    tried and true
    a blast into you
    like youve never
    felt or experienced
    ever before
    titillating and scandalous
    is the quest
    i digress
    into a plus
    size
    pulsating rhythms
    ebbing flowing
    backwards and forwards
    in constant motion
    in constant compliments
    do we do it
    to each other
    all the time
    why not
    we should
    creations at its finest
    feeling of feelings
    sensation after sensation
    elated and exasperated
    not x rated
    yet

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  76. #40
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    ive always been your husband
    just as you have always been my wife
    my darling
    allow yourself to think in infinite terms not finite
    my love for you is of the ages...endless..like your beauty
    i come to you softly
    on the wings
    of the sun
    present and firmly
    do i
    offer myself
    over
    completely
    to your whim
    make me slim
    so i can slide
    right there
    inside
    on a track
    dissolve this slack
    keep my edge sharp
    as a tack
    tighten the line
    see the mist
    in my eyes
    as i recognize
    the storm
    that's no surprise
    engulf me
    in your rage
    break this cage
    the chains
    the torment
    anchor me
    in your cement
    vehicular homicide
    lord knows ive tried
    to consummate
    this marriage

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  78. #41
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    he sustained a royal cosmic bitch slap
    that felt so good
    he understood
    that he didnt know
    what to think
    with his skin all pink
    tender to the touch
    he was struck out
    no doubt
    look at him pout
    next
    it was his turn
    to place the burn
    square
    across her
    jaw there
    on her face
    not a trace
    of disgrace
    is common place
    in that face
    so he did
    and she felt it
    didnt see it comin
    it stung
    a sight to behold
    hung his hat on her
    body
    it was someone
    he used to know
    long ago
    sure it shows
    it blows
    always blows
    the grass away
    they like to play
    this way
    never a dull moment
    so much rubbing that we are bound
    to become polished
    then lets look at each other
    and be not bothered
    any more
    by rubs
    cuz now
    we sparkle and
    are all shiny
    tiny
    little specks
    sitting on decks
    at their house on the hill
    on the side of a mountain
    count to ten
    know to say when
    will we play again
    only this time
    i go first
    and then
    when
    the hen
    delivers its news
    we cruise not snooze
    i get the blues
    in my soul
    for the one who gets blue
    all over you
    i got to see
    colors
    lots of colors come out
    from somewhere else
    curiously
    i am in prayer
    this life is what i consider to
    be 'non prayer'
    the natural state is one
    constant prayer
    connection to the source
    of course

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  80. #42
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    love is a knockin
    are you a rockin
    this vehicle
    i said tickle
    not fickle
    pickled and plump
    aint no chump
    grump
    on
    while i get my hump
    on
    if you wish
    like a fish
    out of water
    oh bother
    says pooh
    in the hundred acre wood
    fuck kudzu
    wish i could
    eat some honey
    with you

    how you do
    do you too
    have a clue
    and not a boo boo
    band aid
    wont do
    medicine
    reticent
    forthcoming flowers
    offers wayshowers
    smile as they greet you


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  82. #43
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    constant interruptions
    makes for slow
    decay
    devise a way
    to offer up
    the cup
    to figures
    enticed
    by the spice
    island panorama
    echoes in beats
    heard abroad
    cloud
    formations increase
    stratospheric enterprises
    much in the name of
    nothing to do with
    you
    or wait
    might be a mighty message
    like cypresses
    swaying in the seas
    of breezes
    great and small
    we got it all
    covered
    hovered
    above
    under below
    a weeping willow
    does stow
    as cargo
    often does
    i spent an eternity
    under the rug
    as i keep
    reminding myself
    too much
    these days
    but something
    great
    and small
    is gonna call
    you
    to your home
    ears to hear
    eyes to seize
    sight
    from what you hear
    as it all disappears
    off in flight
    crow wars explores
    the dire atrocities
    that blaze through
    our conscious
    birds that find fault
    with their
    own
    look silly like clowns
    on the wrong side
    of the moon
    it is not dark
    there
    in the least
    find release
    forever at your beck and call
    drop and fall
    upside down
    be that clown
    who makes you laugh
    at how you look
    off the hook
    free to roam
    spread good cheer
    always smear
    yourself in royal
    jelly
    cover your belly
    where its smelly
    from oozes of smoldering embers
    rendered alight
    one drum
    be that drum
    and then some
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  84. #44
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    lost what it was
    what i was going to say
    gone
    2 min ago
    just vanished
    then i thought
    how quickly
    how prickly
    a situation can be
    inside outside
    outside inside
    i dont hide
    as i've said before
    goin out the door
    again
    a few times now
    all ways in always
    always and all ways
    i come back knockin
    rockin
    even more
    not a bore
    i admit
    a certain tranquility
    comes over me
    at the core
    atomic clock
    jumped
    to year 95
    i speak the language
    of stars
    come play connect
    the dots
    with me
    and my company
    where we entertain
    in plazas
    as
    the confluence
    equals 3
    look at me
    lost in
    translation
    somewhere between
    here and there
    i am bare
    take me there
    now
    please
    please
    in a sneeze
    carried on the breeze
    seize
    me
    or else
    ill be forced
    to do
    the
    unthinkable
    nothing

  85. #45
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    feel the need
    to purge
    the urge
    act needlessly
    helplessly
    stupendously
    examine me
    for parasitical
    behaviors that
    naturally relax
    my bowels
    i need friction
    interstellar affliction
    which gravitates
    in opposition
    comfortably
    this supposition
    transits coming through
    as our candied eyes
    and buttery lips
    meet for the first time
    aha what a marriage
    offering a carriage
    moving love's children
    through
    from me
    into you

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  87. #46
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    the brightness in
    and of her eyes
    shown like a
    dimensional bleed through
    what a break through
    back around
    to you
    from the other
    side
    where i reside
    temporarily
    ordinarily
    i wouldnt be here
    elemental shifts
    guard the seeping
    thats weeping
    into all things
    like kings
    we bring
    wealth not found
    in treasures
    or riches
    bitches
    pitch this
    one direction
    make a selection
    off the rack
    where i hang my hat
    imagine that
    hazmat came
    inspecting a spill
    the windmill
    over by the
    laughing child
    mild and wild
    succulent and sour
    unbelievable power
    is in every drop of
    breath
    released
    never ceasing
    expressions
    under impressions
    i move best in
    the next frame


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  89. #47
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    imagine if you will
    standing
    at a window sill
    gazing out
    in all directions
    through an open
    window
    over looking
    a hill
    its paradise
    on the other side
    does abide
    the river of reflection
    leading the opposite
    deflection
    introspection
    flowing
    to its other abode
    which is low
    i should know
    ive been below
    into the depths
    of despair
    and its not
    a fair
    attempting to poke
    and pierce through
    this fabric
    effecting the perfect
    alchemist's feat
    i complete
    the journey
    you are the portal
    through which
    my dreams
    come true
    now i turn
    and yearn
    in earnest
    to be the finest
    at acrobatic manoeuvres
    involving feats of perfection
    the opening has been
    laid widely
    with a spade
    that he made
    freely gave
    so that his own
    might come home
    saw the explosion
    what resulted
    assaulted
    my reverie
    in ecstasy
    white doves unanimously
    in concert with
    the symphony
    an epiphany
    came to me
    so easily
    so much sense
    turning liabilities
    into assets
    no sun no moon
    no stars
    birds in flight
    bathed in light
    out of sight
    and mind
    a reason for every
    season
    no longer
    do the keys work
    a circle jerk
    does the work
    now a friend
    is my pen
    and i lend
    intend
    to be there
    for all ways
    to guide displays
    offer up praise
    raise a glass
    and toast
    the one
    who is the most
    i boast
    i roast
    for him
    my slim

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  91. #48
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    he didnt stand
    a chance
    its now a crime
    scene
    in advance
    a simple romance
    was the charge
    the barge
    delivered
    the merchandise
    so precise
    were its contents
    that the ocean
    lost its motion
    from the veracity
    of his current
    capacity
    move over
    assume the position
    in relation
    to your lack
    of hydration
    how dare you
    think you can swim
    with slim
    you're drowning
    in him
    but the breath
    is not over
    it continues
    on
    and on
    singing your song
    where you belong
    capsize the ship
    already
    all ready
    for the sinking
    no more drinking
    instinctively
    the best of me
    is over on the shore
    wanting more
    its all too much
    but never enough
    how can that
    be
    building walls
    where there is no
    need
    to bleed
    through
    anymore
    construction zones
    illusion vs reality
    the ultimate
    soliloquy
    is heard by thee
    as i plea
    to put this flea
    on another
    monkeys back
    pack your shit
    get it together
    quit making castles
    in the sand
    on his land
    where i stand
    waiting for the
    capsized ship
    ill equipped
    slipped
    in the zone
    unloading baggage
    and apparent
    cargo
    where to go
    sand or sea
    land or sky
    i ask why
    do we have to die
    remorsefully
    i want recourse
    damn it
    judge me
    do not budge me
    out
    i am stout
    haute
    is my clout
    but vagrancy
    has claimed me
    defamed me
    shamed me
    rise now
    walk across the waves
    resurrect the graves
    openly
    honestly
    sinking
    not stinking
    riot all that
    is quiet
    stillness subsides
    in the dirt
    organic madness
    has claimed
    vegetable matter
    in the form
    of sadness
    turned to gladness
    spring forth
    from the dew
    a new you
    never measure
    the weather
    by barometers
    of pleasure
    or treasure
    misplaced
    out of place
    in this race
    outer space
    is where i dig
    you

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  93. #49
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    The Supreme Critic on the errors of the past and the present, and the only prophet of that which must be, is that great nature in which we rest, as the earth lies in the soft arms of the atmosphere; that Unity, that Over-soul, within which every man's particular being is contained and made one with all other; that common heart

    --Ralph Waldo Emerson


    what is love
    i mean really
    as i sit and think
    of what its all about
    it always leads back
    to the same place
    thats a good thing
    thats a great thing
    love is ineffable
    we know but we dont know
    and then we think we know
    the oversoul knows
    love goes throughout its creation
    creating
    it is
    is
    it
    only it
    yes only love exists
    all else is useless
    pointless
    but we cant describe love
    at our best
    our conquest
    ingests a small
    minute amount
    of what is real
    love is real
    all of our attempts
    at living at all
    is only because
    love loves as it loves
    because of love we love as it loves
    we are in love's grasp
    itll come to pass
    that one moment will turn
    into an eternity
    of love being in love
    with itself
    and nothing else
    no more poor translation
    only super ornate bulbs
    to hang from the tree
    over me
    love, the word
    is not a word
    to be heard
    inferred
    are its meanings
    in this most wrinkled
    fabric ive seen
    such as this
    as we wind our way
    in search of
    that which is
    love
    or what we
    call it
    anyway
    to this day
    ive not seen
    a clean
    and friendly
    environment
    cuz its all spent
    away from heaven
    it went
    into nothing
    as it should be
    let it be
    as it should
    over heard
    was the word
    and the word
    was without rebuke and
    nothing can explain the way
    it makes me feel
    to heal
    wounds deeply
    made
    softly
    played
    are his notes
    like a peel
    of fruit
    i guard
    the tenderness
    inside
    offered the right way
    and then you may
    lay waste
    to my frame
    upon this plain
    be my train
    on the right track
    i have your back
    dont look
    out there
    into the night
    feel the moon
    pulling you
    like the tides
    do
    to the ocean
    and sea
    foamy is me
    and mine
    super on time
    as always

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  95. #50
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    the apparent darkness
    has turned in its resignation
    after much contemplation
    it was inevitable
    i cannot explain
    how works of heavenly
    happenings come to be
    its a mystery
    the great mystery
    but its mastery
    has to be
    part of me
    part of you
    we are
    it is
    like show biz
    or a constant quiz
    i prefer fizz
    in my drink
    bubbly bliss
    i saw on the
    moths
    as it drips
    from the wax
    upon impact
    turned around
    at the right moment
    entered into union
    after facing the wrong
    direction
    for too long
    he knew his song
    follow the notes
    the melodies
    the volume of the universe
    is always on max
    so sit back and relax
    make some wax
    upon staircases
    leading to the
    master suite
    what transpired
    is more
    than oh so
    sweet
    it is complete
    replete
    words no longer serve
    their purpose
    must move along
    to the next blank
    open a bank
    where you can
    be rich
    in spirit

  96. #51
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    children of the light
    should take flight
    instead they fight
    and bicker
    add another brick here
    to the thicket
    where a
    sturdy wicker
    chair
    her name was claire
    its not fair
    she wasnt there
    but i was
    because
    of the affair
    in my heart
    off from the start
    never
    too far apart
    we played the filpside
    of every coin
    in the fountain
    by the harbor
    where the ship
    is parked
    waiting
    in the end
    all she wants
    is peace
    a peaceful end
    to the whole affair
    it isnt fair
    i bare
    all
    for all to see
    she
    chooses to see
    selfishly
    control of an uncontrollable
    situation
    a reasonable explanation
    who can say
    it isnt ours to play
    so quit acting
    like a goalie
    blocking traffic
    spastic
    and elated at your next
    enterprise
    of surprise
    afraid of what it would take
    to behave in the right way
    are sure you can handle
    a candle
    in your apparent lack of light
    fight
    contacts are in place
    never in turn
    do i chase
    the other side
    for longer than needs must be
    listen to all that you hear
    in sugar apples
    find blissful things
    to enjoy
    fruits of the mouth
    are in favor
    of a peculiar flavor
    to savor
    chase her swiftly
    through
    what ever avenue
    gets you to
    so its understood
    inside the plume
    of feathers
    where she feels
    down
    out on the wing
    of his dream for her
    to realize is to give her
    mind and soul and heart
    over to the start of the conversation
    an expression of an inspection
    for finer inside tracks
    love is the only answer
    back
    how far is she
    who is she
    where is she
    why does she
    blink her eyes so
    spontaneously
    broad day light
    her eyes are
    reminders of nightly
    skies
    that are dimming
    to the other side of town
    for the brightness detected
    was inspected
    undeniably precious
    a gem of high quality
    there
    lying
    there
    a vacant inviting stare
    take care
    in a broad
    spectrum of daring
    journeys
    on gurneys
    to the hospital
    the seventh
    floor
    thats where we will be
    a divine transfusion
    of higher elements
    to speak higher languages
    of native tongues
    through mental
    acuity
    like apricots
    drying in the evening
    sun
    we come undone
    scavengers of love's
    only son

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  98. #52
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    carryin a heavy lode
    gonna
    explode
    my cells need to dance
    a cash advance
    because romance
    has left him
    without a chance
    just a glance
    without any pants
    my stance
    looks positively
    radiant
    thats my gradient
    where we chew it
    not glue it
    we chew
    our pews in half
    half past half
    modernizing
    internal
    clocks
    in lieu of rocks
    feet with out socks
    compels
    the toes of corruption
    to look lonely
    my one and only
    is all i need
    why bleed
    take heed
    of the words
    and feelings
    laced with
    underpinnings
    kept from spinning
    out of control
    i console
    a bowl
    of liquid
    love
    think soundly
    on that one
    from above
    drape yourself
    with soaked
    garments
    layers of saturation
    keeps the friction
    in check

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  100. #53
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    so...this came to me last night....out of the blue.....like so many do...i am blue....sorta purplish blue...


    in the name of the radiant one
    do i come
    in the name
    of his holiness
    the lighted one
    i offer praise
    i am the one
    who was before
    am again
    never went
    away
    come now to offer
    praise
    for things yet unseen
    by those of this race
    you have no transparent
    connection
    to my collection
    of hopes and dreams
    beams of radiance
    brought forth
    from his brows
    delight
    they give most
    of their time
    to singing in rhymes
    for reasons unknown
    still
    be still
    who am i
    who i am
    tell them tell them
    please release the oppression
    of your heart and mind
    looking through the other side
    of the veil
    pales
    in comparison
    glares gone a head of time
    no more silly
    rhymes
    lilies now
    cover his brow
    still an so
    lover and beloved
    string dropped
    from a rocket
    blasting a shadow
    in the danger zone
    of heralding adventures
    terrific
    endeavors
    which is nice
    to say
    i am a clown
    yes i am
    a clown
    i have drowned
    3 times
    so far
    star to star
    sun to sun
    there are currents of energetic
    emulsification's
    viscous
    through out
    resist us
    not
    we have what it takes
    to make you shake
    your fruit
    to the ground
    we are clowns
    outside frowns
    protesting
    sounds
    like this
    did i miss you
    when you werent
    there
    i have come in the name of the radiant
    one

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  102. #54
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    i am all
    that has ever been
    ever will be
    i am infinity
    eternity
    i am lost
    and found
    my heart
    is broken
    and complete
    i am now
    i am all the
    reasons
    wolves howl
    and babies' have
    scowls
    i am directionless
    motionless
    no where
    but else where
    i am there
    in all ways
    always i listen
    and talk
    borrow
    some chalk
    write your name
    ten thousand times
    how does that make you feel
    you have no name
    or number
    you are who you are
    and i am i am i
    i am
    cohesive and edible
    let a bull in to
    the shop to
    play some pool
    magical impressions
    he leaves
    reminders of life's
    little seeds
    flowering buds on the breeze
    buzzing bees blow
    by me
    on their way
    to a funeral
    march
    encase him in
    an electric
    amplification
    of honey
    hardened in wood
    blood
    rubs keeps softness
    in tentative gestures
    we are guests here
    please pick up what you leave
    or leave what you think
    is over there
    its right here
    its right over there
    do i care
    like a pear
    drizzled with
    brandy

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  104. #55
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    all i ever wanted
    was a chance
    but never stood
    one
    it was over
    before it began
    a simple plan
    that went awry
    tears fall
    from my eyes
    a joy
    a surprise
    no disguise
    keeps us comprised
    this is
    that was
    now is
    now
    only ever
    comes close
    to making friends
    with myself
    another layer shed
    as i tread
    lightly
    going it alone
    as before
    wanting company
    who's keeping score
    wading the depths
    to discover the shore
    where i'd rather be
    living in a tree
    blending with its
    sap
    running down
    its bark
    oozing into the ground
    for insects
    and microbes
    to discover
    let me help them
    on their quest
    they need a new
    member
    to re member
    grounds and sounds
    lovers and leaves
    grasses and gases
    photons and protons
    runways laced
    intricately over
    and under
    sweetness
    like cubes
    inside my blood
    where i hold the universe

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  106. #56
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    in my bewilderment
    i sought advice
    from rolling
    love's dice
    it wasnt nice
    to splice
    together
    in stormy weather
    looking for a haven
    in place of a raven
    the blackness
    of its beak
    at the peak
    of seasonal outbursts
    quenching thirsts
    with molecules
    that once were
    tacked up on a wall
    now hidden in a stall
    writing numbers
    for good times sake
    dont call me
    i wont call you
    for a while
    throw all
    over there
    in a pile
    of heaping dirt
    means nothing
    i like to flirt
    wearing a shirt
    does nothing
    for outward appearances
    i have grievances
    against my self
    im in love with me
    why wont it just be
    as simple
    as that
    a key inside
    your heart
    make it start
    shoot like a dart
    through your imagination
    of desired outcomes
    and resolutions
    stride to abide
    not hide
    depths of your feelings
    for one and all
    everything
    is at
    just the right pace
    believe it or not
    i never lie
    down
    inside
    of a frown
    confusing in there
    so bare
    your soul
    in a bowl
    dig in

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  108. #57
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    a car ride
    you've seen inside
    cleaned it out
    in the nick of time
    want to drive
    as we arrive at
    our destination
    startled your expectations
    my engine
    revving on the red line
    keeping time
    with movements
    as the flag unfurls
    in swirls
    of behavioral
    insights
    steeped in hot
    cream
    a childs dream
    does seem
    right
    why have we
    lost sight
    astigmatism and dilation
    for the duration
    comes into focus
    from the back and side
    of cones
    like marrow in bones
    supplies sties
    blue skies
    cherry pies
    baked to perfection
    listen now
    to the winds
    of no particular direction
    they play and sparkle
    kissing each other
    for the comforts of home
    or was it a scone
    that brought me here
    all alone
    of this i am not clear
    like a deer
    caught in headlights
    i moved out of the way
    just in time
    driver
    never saw me
    coming
    left my antlers in its bumper
    though
    distracted thumper
    yo
    put your name
    in the hopper
    so
    while mantis offers
    a prayer
    go
    nothing can stop her
    she's moving
    into fullness
    of the fathers creation
    and you thought
    it was just
    your imagination

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  110. #58
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    I hope those who are members here but not on 8*... find these interesting... kind of a series of poetic "introspections" on life. They are very very good which is why I suggested Brian post them here also... Please use that thankyou button if you have read some and find them worthy. Myself.. I really like them.
    Books are not the WORD.. the HUMAN BEING IS THE WORD and when MAN UNDERSTANDS HIS HUMAN ROLE... as the WORD... this planet will come into glory.

    “The ability to observe without evaluating is the highest form of intelligence.” “It is truth that liberates, not your effort to be free.” “The constant assertion of belief is an indication of fear.”
    Jiddu Krishnamurti

    "The human race must become reconciled to a procession of changes, adjustments, and readjustments. Mankind is on the march toward a new and unrevealed planetary destiny."

    "The Great Tao flows everywhere, to the left and to the right. All things depend on it to exist, and it does not abandon them. To its accomplishments it lays no claims. It loves and nourishes all things, but does not lord it over them." - Lao Tzu

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  112. #59
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    Yes, I do like the type of writing that they are, one word with several possible meanings for you to discern for yourself! These poems are where language is a thing of beauty for me!

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  114. #60
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    well....i am deeply honored and humbled to be able to write
    about such things that really delve into what it is like to live this life as time and space
    have no bearing on what comes forth from heaven....

    trying to find....to search for home....to.....where i....am really from...

    i again thank you for your kind words and encouragement....i am most grateful....

  115. #61
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    No problem, I like your placement of words,their associations, and your spiritual intent.

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  117. #62
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    we pulled over
    into the church
    parking lot
    to say goodbye
    to the darkness
    trying to hide
    dropped it off
    there
    on the pavement
    then
    we embraced
    madly
    sweetly
    honey laced
    our movements
    inside
    a riptide
    came from out there
    outta no where
    crashed us into
    the same ambulance
    you offered your love
    to me
    robustly
    mostly
    i conceive
    of intimacy
    formalities coincide
    with the deterioration
    of clothing
    needlessly covering
    our bodies fried
    from over exposure
    to rays of cleansing
    softly caressing
    a portal to the milk
    of human kindness
    you drive
    me wild
    like a child
    who plays with unicorns
    on the side
    smelling the lashes
    of your eyes
    i realize
    why stars
    sparkle and shimmer
    in the night sky
    a conversation
    between heavenly
    bodies
    from my observatory
    i offered you
    me
    the little ninja
    in your purse
    counting change
    an open and honest
    exchange
    we thirst

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  119. #63
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    it was a disaster
    faster and faster
    we did nothing
    to comprehend
    the way she sends
    me
    through
    whirling winds of white
    and golden hype
    paint a stripe
    all over my body
    mark me for dead
    a slow
    painfully
    exhilarating death
    does wonders
    for grass
    en masse
    be a blunder
    so you'll need
    a correction facility
    to re mediate your
    ass
    his cries
    his tears
    stung
    as they
    trickled
    down
    the pores of perfected
    spectre
    and spectrum
    why does it hurt
    to hit myself
    over and over
    so much
    i discover
    more wonders
    than before
    its time to move
    on
    switch the reels
    she squeals in squishy
    squadrons
    so lightly
    let her
    convert you
    to
    liquid love
    sugar
    let looseness
    loose inside
    of a hearse
    the death business
    is taking care
    of itself
    while preparing to die
    why try
    to apply
    scenarios wrongly
    for righteous endeavors
    we were meant to be
    together
    sealed is our fate
    i cant equate
    the meaning
    of leaning
    on you
    pleasantly
    i released
    most of all
    that i had
    i am glad
    real glad
    to be had
    by you
    nothing i'd rather do
    out of this world
    now i know
    now i know

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  121. #64
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    a branch inside your
    mind
    gets tickled
    by the wind blown
    sands of time
    we always go round
    and round
    alignment
    in practice
    drastic
    are measures
    now in place
    replaced by their
    former selves
    little elves
    partake of the sweetness
    inside the home
    they drink their
    own
    samples
    made from pure
    grade
    ingredients
    its expediency
    surprised me
    came and went
    covers all
    that was spent
    we were bent
    from there
    to here
    so vast so near
    now we have to cover
    more ground
    a new sound
    is mine own
    that finds its
    call unto self
    a mere
    aggrandized account
    of the same amount
    never wins
    or loses
    just lots of bruises
    in need
    of tender loving care
    tis only fair
    we spare
    no expense
    recompense
    is your only defense
    briefly went
    over
    the case
    we've agreed
    to let it move forward
    no longer are cowards
    allowed here
    an understanding
    has arrived
    in the strangest of
    ways
    it plays
    on my mind
    like a tickle
    that startled
    the pickle
    of the jar
    staring at you
    simple temples
    conjure tent poles
    secure the area
    inside
    with a composite
    deposit
    show cause for i
    make bird
    the word
    fly high
    nigh
    after nigh
    tit is tat
    this for that
    offers make
    lovers come out
    of the woodwork
    does squirt
    whispered melodies
    covered in
    skeleton keys
    on a ring of belief
    lived in relief
    like a leaf
    forever falling
    to cover the ground

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  123. #65
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    sitting here
    where i used
    to stand
    nothing in hand
    but my fist
    as i resist
    i insist
    nothing comes
    to this
    relentless
    an apprentice
    is desired
    by my fire
    a way out
    is through
    the way in
    covered in sin
    you strut
    your stuff
    never realizing
    you dont know
    how to swim
    with slim
    thats where
    i come in
    to bridge the gap
    like the red sea
    parting ways
    for you and me
    cross over this
    apparently
    where no one divides
    what's inside
    wheres your pride
    and integrity
    be ashamed at your
    yourself
    for thinking of us
    as strangers
    hidden dangers
    ill advised wagers
    of a bet
    that has been
    met
    rigged
    with a fig
    you dig
    by fruit
    do not pollute
    this root
    of this majestic tree
    just be
    silly in love
    with love
    as you present your case
    before the judge
    where
    the evidence is overwhelmingly
    in favor
    of love
    you lose

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  125. #66
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    ....man....woman......woman...man....we are what we are because we are both...part and parcel of the same thing!


    .....most truths and knowing comes from such simple concepts...what makes sense is sense making itself simple


    because we are simple....love simply is.....love cares not for this or that.....it is us...mankind...who goes on with this and that thereby
    making the process convoluted.....when in fact it is a simple process to be had by all.....we are shedding layers upon layers
    because this is the path that has been chosen by you and me....us and them....


    now is time for complete removal of fictitious paradigms and untrue beliefs......we must 'see' what we have hidden from ourselves...


    why have we done this you ask.....ahhh....now that is something which needs must be outed.....set out in display like at a flea market...


    a spectacle in order for us to see clearly what we have erroneously bought and placed within our minds and hearts.....all must be understood
    so that acceptance and therefore understanding can be experienced...then and only then can we move forward in our quest to become what we
    are...

    what are we?

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  127. #67
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    I would say you are you before you are male or female but you are here because of male and female...

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  129. #68
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    Quote Originally Posted by Brian View Post
    sitting here
    where i used
    to stand
    nothing in hand
    but my fist
    as i resist
    i insist
    nothing comes
    to this
    relentless
    an apprentice
    is desired
    by my fire
    a way out
    is through
    the way in
    covered in sin
    you strut
    your stuff
    never realizing
    you dont know
    how to swim
    with slim
    thats where
    i come in
    to bridge the gap
    like the red sea
    parting ways
    for you and me
    cross over this
    apparently
    where no one divides
    what's inside
    wheres your pride
    and integrity
    be ashamed at your
    yourself
    for thinking of us
    as strangers
    hidden dangers
    ill advised wagers
    of a bet
    that has been
    met
    rigged
    with a fig
    you dig
    by fruit
    do not pollute
    this root
    of this majestic tree
    just be
    silly in love
    with love
    as you present your case
    before the judge
    where
    the evidence is overwhelmingly
    in favor
    of love
    you lose


    I feel sad reading that Brian. I like how you put it together, but i definatly hear your heart.. thanks for sharing.

  130. #69
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    ive been waiting
    on you
    now that we have
    been formally
    introduced
    cut loose
    this excess
    baggage
    causes lots
    of draggage
    this way through
    its not easy
    to do
    but look at you
    and me
    at us
    look at us
    no more rust
    or dust
    must
    needs be
    a recipe
    for disasta
    makes it fasta
    hasta
    become something
    new and crisp
    blue eyed bliss
    how did i miss
    resist
    this
    enclave of one
    mathias
    does try us
    to rely on
    i abhor apples
    falling to the ground
    unscathed
    whats it made
    there in the shade
    roll in to the light
    the sun's light
    fester and blister
    until you cant take
    any more
    then
    let loose
    bust your skin
    let all your insides
    bubble in the madness
    of decay
    ravishes away
    this day that you chose
    to roll a different way
    as a dried up seed
    we bleed
    new life and such
    into much
    we've watched youfrom afar
    now
    we are
    in your car
    so drive
    into
    the spectacle
    that got you here
    in the first place
    state your case
    ignite your space
    illuminate your mind
    superluminal
    the fabric to which we all belong
    is really just a song
    being sung by no one
    the sound of creation is a wave
    upon which
    we ride the blanket of love

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  132. #70
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    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    stained glass
    colors come past
    they never last
    too long
    gone before
    this picture
    is complete
    i never repeat
    myself
    in mixed company
    it bumped into
    me
    this salad of greens
    seldom does it mean
    i come clean
    to make another
    dressing
    of purer
    ingredients
    piecing together scenes
    inside the church
    where
    the holy vestibule
    of an unfettered mind
    sitting on a stool
    gathers offerings
    i drool
    wildly
    rabid with delight
    dont get too close
    i might bite
    you
    on the ankle
    sever your heel
    make you slide
    on a banana peel
    accentuate your
    curb appeal
    try parking
    parallel
    to what you feel
    the supreme meaning
    of life
    is rife
    with strife
    continuum's
    declare
    its not there
    do you know where
    the grandeur
    of demise
    often offers
    a disguise
    a rise
    an enterprise
    of misgivings
    laid out
    for all to bear
    declare
    your fare
    open and underneath
    the seat
    i sit
    watching from the
    bleachers
    up there
    in the stars
    stripes
    ripe
    for the picking
    like fruit
    hanging on a whim
    taste the wonders
    of universal
    confections
    to understand why
    we do not lie
    with false pretenses
    or gather
    irregular heartbeats
    we judge not
    we smile a lot
    because of
    you

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  134. #71
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    Thank you, Monika...thank you for reading and letting how you feel be expressed....by your words...


    Quote Originally Posted by Monika Heath View Post
    I feel sad reading that Brian. I like how you put it together, but i definatly hear your heart.. thanks for sharing.
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  135. #72
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    so a geisha
    has misplaced ya
    mastering the art
    of conversation
    attending to your
    needs
    of companionship
    romancing your ship
    relations for all
    to discover
    the lotus petals
    a bike into the shore
    maples alight
    and adore
    ribbons in your hair
    the whiteness of
    expression
    offered in your
    reflection
    spans the distance
    between paradise
    and no where
    kimonos and draperies
    turned into tapestries
    jaded eyes
    no surprise
    wipe the cobwebs
    covering your eyes
    goodbyes
    and hellos
    an american beauty rose
    grows
    out of my nose
    dropping its flesh
    into my tea
    while sitting
    just be
    loosely
    descending
    the depths
    of the sea
    a turtle
    made its plea
    on its way
    to the north shore
    breezed by me
    waves upon waves
    island after island
    movements out of time
    and space
    she comes from the east
    this is her final
    release
    what does she look like
    to you
    traditional landscapes
    coming into view
    graceful
    elemental
    colorful
    hues
    dancing rhythms
    streams of thought
    laughing little lights
    why cant i see through
    algorithms and algae
    obscured by clouds
    mud men in huts
    aboriginal efficacy
    delicacies
    watching
    as watchers do
    from the wishing well
    in the hangar of your mind
    lies a plane
    yet flown
    its engine is overhauled
    after being blown
    beat the drum
    sound the siren
    my friends call me
    lord brian
    so laugh at least
    at my priest
    the one who makes
    my pockets
    full
    of change
    to hand out
    alms for the poor
    tattered and torn
    be the fury
    be the scorn
    they'll never suspect
    or realize
    the golden sparkle
    in your eyes
    lost in their
    hell
    toll the bell
    the swell
    will erode barnacles
    she rides
    the crest of no wave
    freely
    she gave
    now comes
    from the four directions
    voices
    out of the woodwork

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  137. #73
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    if the sun moon
    and stars
    had a tea
    party
    what would they drink
    if the planets
    and cosmic debris
    were invited
    what would they bring
    if no one was with me
    would it ring
    true
    that i miss
    you
    if nothing mattered
    would it matter
    would you
    be blue
    love cares
    thinks you're tender
    wonder
    what the dreams
    are
    what would they say
    if i were to greet you
    in a way
    not thought of
    in a long time
    would you be mine
    i would be
    always and forever
    yours
    to explore
    nebula
    in space
    the cosmic partners
    are starting at the finish
    line
    coming back until
    they feel sun shine
    piercing the depths
    plunder under
    give rise to thunder
    rain laughter makes
    me proud
    my indian name
    means
    alights on the
    cloud

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  139. #74
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    ive seen too much
    felt too many chains
    especially when it rains
    break the reigns
    ive seen too much
    oppression
    you'd think
    it would've
    taught us
    a lesson
    ive seen too many
    ants without hills
    too many empty
    spaces
    to fill
    including the ones
    between
    the unseen
    ive seen
    too much hate
    i cant relate
    too many horses
    in stalls
    rabbits on pavement
    birds grounded
    astounded
    by the
    light of the sun
    how it will gently
    caress you in its fire
    making your case
    not so dire
    ive seen too many tigers
    without water
    the pack's domain
    has lost momentum
    ive seen too much
    pent up
    emotion
    ive seen too much
    commotion
    anti this
    anti that
    never give back
    from what you know
    nothing
    about
    like oil and water
    had a daughter
    called her
    cannon fodder
    too many dogs
    of war
    too many galaxies
    within
    remain
    unexplored
    too many roses blooming
    without the proper
    family
    of thorns
    to uphold
    its beautiful vigilance
    in the face of so much more
    too many rugs covering floors
    too much heat coming from your
    seat
    propel yourself forward
    in the name of all that is holy
    and righteous
    love begs
    no more
    for your participation
    you are part of the constipation
    to be flushed
    from its bowels
    love's back door
    flowers in fertile fields
    feel the release
    as promised
    to fill
    the vacant and sometimes
    derelict
    societies of non
    complacency
    it's bitter sweet
    too much pollen polluting
    the airways
    of anemic pathways
    where too much blood
    goes unfiltered
    through
    to
    me and you
    what are we gonna do
    too many single doves
    no one is above
    or below
    the radar
    on all planes
    in all trains
    droplets stain
    tracks of tears
    congealed
    on my cheeks
    bumpers for direction
    find jumpers bouncing
    on introspection
    look out below
    as above
    does show
    too much smoke
    not enough mirrors
    too many fears
    in our ears
    distorting sounds
    and inflections
    disruptions
    ejections
    pilots jettisoned
    from cockpits
    damsels in distress
    too many sour lips
    too much blood
    and not enough
    wine
    too many swines
    in the pines
    too many words
    and vowels
    consonants
    syntax
    sentences incomplete
    out of context
    too much drama
    my camel
    likes your llama
    pounds schillings and pence
    stop painting your fence
    it makes no sense
    from whence
    it came
    so shall
    it remain
    unclaimed
    until
    we smile
    turn the dial
    to the frequency
    of you

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  141. #75
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    if you've been wronged
    by some one
    love them
    even more
    if their words
    their tongue
    has cut you
    deeply
    kiss them
    even
    more
    if they push you down
    and make you
    feel small
    stand up
    and hug them
    hugely
    if you trip
    and fall
    because
    of their awkward feet
    gather yourself
    together
    thank them
    for making you
    complete
    for being that bump
    in the road
    if they dont smile
    when you are kind
    hold them dear
    and serve them
    pie
    if they spit
    at the apple
    in your eye
    express your
    gratitude
    for adding moisture
    to the dryness
    inside
    when they see you coming
    and run and hide
    patiently wait
    for them
    out side
    paint a picture
    of them holding
    a baby
    offer them a cupcake
    to soothe
    their wounds
    of pride
    if they frown
    and frolic
    with unpleasantness
    show them
    that they are
    a shooting star
    within the blackness
    they wear
    offer them
    a pair
    of perfectly
    polished
    rubies
    faceted
    to match their
    brilliance
    radiating like a tiny sun
    tie the laces
    of their shoes
    when they come
    undone
    give thanks to them
    for they
    are like

    no one
    they are your lover
    and best friend

    you cannot over spend
    currency
    at their store
    of complacency
    buy all of their
    goods
    clean them out
    destroy their inventory
    within an allegory
    of abundance
    give them thanks
    in place of their tanks
    on the banks
    of the shore
    love them
    hold them
    cherish them
    even more
    than before
    Last edited by Brian; 04-01-2015 at 08:35 PM.

  142. #76
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    prayer is
    life
    life
    is prayer
    one constant
    prayer
    it
    is
    the way
    of life
    chosen to be
    proclivity
    towards
    gentle
    bees
    and honey
    a sunny bunny
    feels nice
    to me
    in my hands
    collapsing into my
    grasp
    lasting memories
    of nothing inside
    this ride
    has come
    to an abrupt stop
    it flopped
    by the railway
    station
    of the giant one
    running in stride
    the track out back
    is not the first
    to be completely
    out of whack
    i thirst
    oh to explore
    more and more
    what we do
    what is done
    coming to
    no one
    out runs
    the master's
    puns
    does a rose
    go into hiding
    to bloom
    nay
    it is constantly
    there
    in the room
    basking
    in the glory
    of
    bathed in
    the one light
    does it suffer blight
    time after time
    reminder of the binder
    to get it right
    saints arent equipped
    for gardening
    off shore
    they tend theirs
    more
    than most
    never boast
    for roasting
    and toasting
    special seasoning
    and reasoning
    made a savory glaze
    on display
    in the grande buffet
    where plates are
    kept in view
    so eat your fill
    clean up spills
    and window sills
    where the light comes in
    the table is ready for
    your kin
    break bread as one
    drink as one
    flower as one
    pray as one
    separate yolks
    for folks
    spokes
    of one wheel
    lasting seals
    no more appeals
    this feels
    like water works
    pumping forth
    from earth
    a hefty birth
    on the heels
    of your feet
    quit playing
    in the street
    of busy traffic
    patterns
    geometric
    electric
    eccentric
    accents offer
    tongues saliva
    of another breed
    amber embers
    follow the steads
    of desire
    follow them
    to your funeral pyre
    hire
    yourself for handy
    repairs
    quit going upstairs
    you're not ready
    for the penthouse
    suite
    yet

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  144. #77
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    write me a poem
    from your home
    emotional upheaval
    what would it take
    for you
    to bake
    a cake
    something simple
    perhaps a diamond
    for that dimple
    on the right side
    what are your deepest
    fears
    what is it
    you hear
    in that ministry
    between your ears
    whats behind
    your curtain
    and wall
    inside your stall
    do you recall
    the time
    when
    we spent
    an entire
    day laughing
    playing
    with them all
    have you ventured
    outside
    now that
    inside
    has been renovated
    irrigated
    are your crops
    crying
    are they
    drying
    are you
    trying
    to be real
    with what you feel
    is that halo around
    your head
    better off
    than what's said
    do you ever wonder
    at the circles
    it weaves
    is it pleasing
    some sugar to go
    with that lemon
    you call heaven
    or cant you find
    the rind
    making you grind
    time after time
    did you lose your dime
    that was replaced by two
    nickles
    oh how it tickles
    my fancy
    to see
    scrambling eggs
    looking for me
    my bacon is shakin
    not stirred
    whats the word
    does it have meaning
    for the brooms
    of spring cleaning
    mops soaked in water
    floors not whores
    open your stores
    of bounty
    release that horn of
    plenty
    you must be
    starving
    instead of carving
    you're a turkey
    with out the trimmings
    slim pickings
    for the needy
    dont be greedy
    or seedy
    wrap yourself
    in herbs
    for flavor
    unwavering conviction
    and friction
    suits my diction
    invocations
    proclamations
    come to the party
    joining
    the table
    where we tell
    bed time fables
    we are
    in your stables
    loosening the grip
    of cables
    running needlessly
    patiently
    examining
    we arent blaming
    the process
    you have
    for becoming a rider
    take off the saddle
    though
    it rubs my delicate skin
    so
    makes me sweat
    blow
    ride me barely
    whoa
    and i become upset
    at the lack
    of spaces
    covered
    faces found
    on the ground
    you trample
    beneath
    like you are
    someone
    making your mark
    leaves you
    without a spark
    park
    your ass
    in the grass
    let the horses
    run free
    they need
    not you
    or me
    to be

  145. #78
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    the scene inside
    the kitchen
    was like a
    pitch fork display
    that went awry
    onlookers and
    and non lookers
    motherfuckers
    were nothing
    to joke about
    serious business
    was being conducted
    on the inside
    of what i thought
    was the outside
    an ugly pride
    would make lions
    roar
    in disbelief
    we all sought
    a little relief
    instead
    all i saw
    was nothin but
    thieves
    not all were
    accounted for
    nothing for them
    to do
    should be a taboo
    making them screw
    while not even
    enjoying the pleasure
    of intimacy
    seems the bouncing
    took a new direction
    like i said
    inflection
    rises and falls
    like hills and valleys
    a wise man
    knows how
    to use
    them both
    i heard
    him say

  146. #79
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    wonder
    what it all
    means
    does it dream
    in scenes
    of gelatinous
    creams
    immersed
    my self
    in the mildly
    warm moisture
    that served as
    support
    to escort
    dignitaries
    up court
    they play
    with all
    singing as one
    they think
    together
    as no one
    inside their ride
    we lost our
    selfish
    hides
    softness now
    caresses
    our foolish
    prides
    we arent each other's
    wide and dried
    apricots of
    sun made
    blades
    oh how it weighs
    too many pits
    slit open
    whats inside
    laid out for all
    bear witness
    to
    its skin
    is sweetly
    spicy
    toss in
    the right seed
    for completion
    of the motion
    to dismiss
    all charges
    guilty is not
    innocent
    innocent of being
    a fruits
    play thing
    only wanted to
    serve pie
    for my friends
    warm and inviting
    is now apparently
    exciting
    does a kite
    ring in
    the new
    with a fresh breath
    soar
    as never
    before
    ride the thermals
    once more
    cut loose
    from the string
    bringing me in
    now i am free
    of all that binds
    me
    i am coming for you
    and yours
    we have chores
    and shores
    i implore you
    to behave
    as when you
    first stepped
    out of that
    cave

  147. #80
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    you make me laugh
    like a puzzled
    giraffe
    you made me smile
    like a cheetah running
    with style
    in this tirade
    of disproportionate
    daffodils
    falling down hills
    with our pants
    full of frills
    oh how it kills
    the piles and piles
    of trails and trials
    in vials
    of serum
    made for
    a cherub
    a scarab
    beetle
    in ezekiel's
    wheel
    plows full steam ahead
    following paths laid
    of another bed
    i slept soundly
    profoundly
    dreamt of you
    galloping across
    pounding my synapses
    with your thundering hooves
    grooves of such
    enormity
    soothing comfort
    and elation
    a vacation
    is what my time
    here
    is for
    covering and
    repairing doors
    lines contemplate
    their fate
    upon this slate
    of side tracked
    gates
    enter at the
    entrance
    to the side
    of mine
    and his
    of hers
    whirling dervishes
    provide enlightened
    romances
    prances
    find glances
    of something big
    something fine
    it glides
    and confides
    in secret

  148. #81
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    if you
    are the grass
    then i
    am
    the soil
    if you
    are the bark
    on trees
    then i
    am
    their leaves
    together
    we are
    the air
    on the breeze
    if i
    am
    the lemon
    then you
    are
    my main
    squeeze
    if you
    are
    the
    mist in the rain
    then i am
    inside
    that membrane
    that must remain
    close to the day
    and not out
    in the
    seas
    come home
    from the disease
    you have
    no business
    to preach
    just release
    these
    and go no more
    for today will
    take it all
    tomorrow
    even now
    even so
    if you are the nest
    then i
    am the egg
    inside the lake
    are fish
    for you
    to take
    with your talons
    feeding you
    we gladly do
    sweet treaties
    we make
    with broad strokes
    sweeping across the scenes
    of landscapes
    inside
    the forest
    of your back yards
    the trash we gather
    does not
    matter
    if you are the venom
    then i
    am the adder
    so you see
    what will be
    as you climb the ladder
    to where the
    honey
    is kept
    ive slept
    a thousand years
    to hear
    bees
    on trees
    buzzing coming
    from nectar and pollen
    dancing slowly
    on the rose
    in my nose
    and so it goes
    petals to the metals
    of irons and ores
    on shores are treasure
    troves
    of stoves
    for the taking
    making
    baking
    wondrous
    sweets
    and meats
    we offer these
    treats
    please
    take a seat

  149. #82
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    marsha sat in the
    ashram of her
    name
    a bit of fame
    can bring this
    game
    to a whole new
    level
    grab a shovel
    to dig with
    making
    new grounds
    new sounds
    she's in town
    most lovingly
    here
    all of her
    fully found favors
    sheer
    broke free
    from her dreams
    now she
    isnt the
    same
    moved on
    in song
    super movements
    around the mountain
    account for
    and in
    remain
    inside the vein
    ascertain
    genuine artifacts
    heart attacks gone
    undetected
    dr crow
    called
    said
    he cant help anymore
    he did his job
    now comes time
    for disrobing
    probing
    depths of richness
    oh blessed be
    look at what i see

  150. #83
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    across the tracks
    lies
    a destiny
    of complete
    and utter possibility
    flying over canopies
    we find shelter
    from the storm
    of our hearts
    co mingled
    as one
    we come undone
    in each others
    sun
    light
    can prevent
    alterations
    where loves
    demise
    has no enterprise
    for the weak
    the weary
    see clearly
    in the
    early
    morning
    when the light
    is brightest
    across the tracks
    never looking back
    i wonder
    over the border
    to explore
    treasures
    down under
    his land
    does he stand
    looking through
    the exterior
    of our souls
    we gather together
    lofty endeavors
    for the sake
    of our
    own skins
    we sleep in the
    company
    of galaxies
    and stars
    we always drive
    facing mars
    out past the corridors
    of
    the limits
    we endure
    we are sure
    we love
    as one
    in love
    with the other
    side
    on which
    shelters
    reside
    its poison
    is also
    its cure
    bee crazy in love
    dissolve the tracks
    holding back
    never more
    shatter the lines
    dividing
    instead of providing
    we need each other
    track dweller
    no longer
    does it matter
    mad as
    a hatter
    for your softness
    your simple ways
    may we say
    with our play
    this day
    smile with delight
    i have you
    in my sights
    lets get it right
    this night
    take a bite
    of my fruit
    cure your ills
    let me
    wipe up your spills
    from overflowing
    life that loves
    for its own sake
    we thank
    each other
    walk loves plank
    to the bank
    the shore
    moving forward
    hand in hand
    once more

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  152. #84
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    as i ponder
    the heavens
    i imagine
    everything
    that is
    contained
    within
    his grin
    every thing
    is every where
    no other face
    can compare
    ensconced
    it is all
    so small
    so large
    so tiny
    so minuscule
    so cruel
    so light
    and airy
    so very
    scary
    contrary
    carries
    canaries
    to wildly excited
    fairies
    stay frosty
    no fee
    no dues
    no clues
    just use
    your spirit
    to hear it
    float
    with
    your eyes
    closed
    suppose
    i exposed
    my nose
    where the
    rose
    grows
    and
    out of my toes
    is a hose
    that waters
    all my
    foes
    in stints
    i squint
    the clearness
    this time of year
    lets open air
    carnivals
    reign supreme
    let us dream
    in unison
    like a field
    of bison
    holler out
    for your mate
    get it straight
    and narrow
    like a sparrow
    inside
    bone marrow
    carry the wheel
    barrel
    to the barn
    now
    gather the grub
    fall down and rub
    in this quietly
    appropriate
    hub

  153. #85
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    why
    do you have blinds
    on your windows
    why
    do you balk
    at signs
    is the light
    too bright
    shades your eyes
    from the incoming skies
    crackles the storms
    changing forms
    tired of the norms
    always having
    to conform
    be born
    into a new dorm
    where love
    and
    kindness
    does
    find us
    defines us
    blinds us
    with your abilities
    fertility's
    spreads jams
    on your buns
    no one shuns
    the hammers
    driving
    the nails
    construction zones
    never fails
    hard hats
    arent needed
    this side of the veil
    ride my whale
    called gale
    impale
    yourself
    upon her harpoon
    babies cries
    blows my sails
    be a balloon
    not a buffoon
    my kinds
    gathers pails
    of filtered water
    through
    the blow hole
    of my love
    she runs deep
    in crevices
    she dives
    strives
    heals
    your wounds
    from the salts
    in her eyes
    sings songs of creation
    naturally taken
    giving all
    that is contained
    with in
    going with out
    the universe is an ocean
    where devotion
    plays
    with commotion
    to make a potion
    of lotion
    lubing pathways
    of circular motions
    tides turn
    lovers burn
    grind it down
    into a fine dust
    sprinkling stars
    as i must
    and i do
    peeking through
    plasma
    phantasmagoria
    is now her name
    or was it
    gloria
    ever changing landscapes
    taking photos
    snapshots
    of now
    bow down
    with godhood
    as we salute
    one another
    in all hoods
    where we are one
    come now
    to the light
    of the sun

  154. #86
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    lord
    make it holy
    make it righteous
    make it true
    make me blue
    and free
    make it me
    let it be
    what it should
    let out
    of the
    woods
    in the interior
    we feel inferior
    a weekend alone
    in there
    they dont dare
    compare
    to me
    i am all
    that i am
    deflagration
    they dont stand
    a spot
    on my roster
    impostors
    coffers
    will confine
    collector's dimes
    no more rhymes
    for residents in
    there
    we were
    more than fair
    we care
    a lot
    for our spot
    still remains
    in this game
    of games
    they know
    who they
    are
    we will not
    acknowledge
    their names
    no names
    remain
    for them to use
    this bruise
    will now
    come to a halt
    sentences will offer
    entrances
    to gates
    inside the box
    locked
    are its contents
    for purposes
    not important
    right now
    once this
    hits the streets
    listen to the
    beats
    count them
    complete
    dance them honestly
    love them wholly
    for
    the master's hand
    feeds his fish
    in a moderate
    pond below
    from his balcony
    i saw
    while practicing
    falconry
    i draw
    this charge
    was for the bull
    i became
    reflecting fish
    and feeding
    the pond
    needs more breeding
    programs
    in this wonderfully
    wildly
    flowering
    wisteria
    of never ending
    vines of delight
    i wish i had more
    to say
    it often ends this way
    wishing
    to see your
    smile

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  156. #87
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    spice
    twice
    nice
    splice
    dice
    as common
    as rice
    zeus
    around your
    noose
    let loose
    the goose
    the gander
    the pander
    badgers
    brashly bark
    by
    themselves
    while basking
    not asking
    for more
    blatant
    baked in
    spent
    rent
    dent
    lent
    we
    went
    into
    who
    where
    why
    well
    where is the
    bell
    do tell
    sell
    quell
    dell
    shell
    and fell
    for you
    too
    three
    four
    never adore
    the back side
    of tomorrow
    borrow
    sorrow
    marrow
    harrowing
    narrowing
    the way
    lane
    wane
    sane
    drain
    pain
    main
    dane
    membrane
    inside
    ride
    clyde
    does
    stride
    glide
    confide
    in his
    shoe
    disguise
    reprise
    of the
    enterprise
    dusky skies
    brightly
    lit
    split
    bit
    by bit
    this
    might be
    it
    have a fit
    lest you
    commit
    yourself
    to an asylum
    to draw from
    ideas
    and their
    expressions
    are just repressions
    against inspections
    judy
    fruity
    tooty
    booty
    hootie
    grooovy
    movie
    dont ever
    lose me
    or bruise
    me
    must
    rust
    bust
    just
    lust
    interest
    sustenance
    trust
    red
    bed
    led
    and lead
    bleed
    need
    feed
    heed
    my
    steed
    and stead
    indeed
    plant
    my seed
    in soil
    soaked
    like a roman
    bath house
    i snuck
    in a mouse
    in feathers
    of a grouse
    dost
    most
    this roast
    does not
    boast
    instead
    butters
    some toast
    for eggs
    legs
    begs
    wig
    fig
    dig
    big
    roaring
    riptides
    crashing
    and smashing
    into wheats
    such treats
    blown abroad
    like a hog less
    haven
    my
    raven
    cravin
    for a
    livin
    so giving
    receiving gifts
    from his mistress
    he slipped and slid
    on top
    of a lid
    right in to the
    gutter
    of nutter
    butter
    better
    get a sitter
    split some wood
    for the fire
    do it good
    make it burn
    higher
    my sire
    doth
    knoweth
    as thou go
    west
    then north
    and south
    east is released
    for the feast
    of incinerating
    insightful
    a mouth full
    of no friends
    he sends
    defends
    bends
    amends
    lends
    a hand
    band
    command
    let go man
    be firm
    dont squirm
    like a worm
    be stern
    burn
    yearn
    churn
    ingredients
    expediently
    obediently
    never
    ending
    so it goes
    one word
    for each star
    connecting them
    all
    have a ball
    be tall
    or small
    be brave
    dost thou
    crave
    he misogamy
    no derogatory
    goods
    pure and sure
    not a blur
    sealed and dealt
    fasten my belt
    another welt
    i felt
    forming
    on love letters
    buncha go getters
    into fetters
    sweaters
    zipper whispers
    tattered and torn
    born
    a new morn
    adorns this horn
    being blown
    just groan
    moan if you
    must
    like a puppy
    on loan
    roam your home
    for bones
    beads
    baked goods
    some dude
    does a delicate
    umbrella
    dance
    with buttons
    straight
    off romance
    got whiplash
    after the splash
    of desiring enlightening
    lightning
    brightening
    thunder moon
    woodpecker
    soon

  157. #88
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    does water
    run through
    your heart
    do you feel
    torrential
    rains
    upon
    your
    plains
    is the saturating
    maturating
    your countenance
    are you relating
    to soil
    deep in the broil
    do you burn
    from
    coils
    of freshness
    released in steam
    fire and water
    signs from above
    of things below
    stories come
    and go
    but their teller
    remains the same
    time to swim
    stagnate steam
    clogs pores
    blasts bars
    off chained
    doors
    backyard fireworks
    boppin all over
    increased awareness
    like fruit shining
    in the mid day sun
    juices flow
    forming their skins
    a symbiotic relationship
    which nurtures
    the newness
    of dewness
    in a stew's nest
    i brews best
    sweet
    like a thousand
    beets
    syrupy sucrose
    in repose
    beck and call
    a wrecking ball
    knocked me in
    the jaw
    lost some teeth
    what a relief
    they were eating
    at me
    like inversion
    of ivory
    no chivalry
    its riveting
    to have pure gum
    makes the others
    move
    spreads out
    does more
    do less
    with stress
    camels love llamas
    llamas love dramas
    dams love water
    bananas love chocolate
    frozen they become
    softly waiting
    for the drum
    to start
    beating
    bleeding
    blood
    because
    it needs iron
    ore
    we climb for more
    shelves above us
    are poor
    examples
    of useless space
    lines of contour
    on its face
    grooves
    moves
    sink in his skin

  158. #89
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    what do you want me to write
    whatever you want
    as always
    i trust you
    to see
    this through
    dont be blue
    be inside the net
    cast far and wide
    side by side
    i dont sweat
    i stay wet
    with fish
    slime
    flippin dimes
    onto the boat
    onto the shore
    onto land
    then
    get on the bus
    driven by gus
    heaven or bust
    oh
    we must
    further she rides
    on the inside
    of the net
    the one
    we dont sweat
    you bet
    clearing debts
    to our society of
    stewards
    onward
    heavenward
    we fly

  159. #90
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    one long rendering
    of an epic
    that tempers
    silhouettes
    stained glass
    stay the course
    riding backwards
    on my horse
    breaking traditions
    contemplation
    wanderings
    for breezes blown by
    the back
    of my ass
    i laugh
    dancing lights
    as they play
    upon my mind
    the steel from the slide
    as i glide
    down
    the neck
    to
    the next note
    my pet goat
    a pet
    from another
    bet
    i leapt
    straight ahead
    if the bed
    were dead
    i had no idea
    from informed
    decisions
    i decided
    to give it my all
    i blew up the stall
    roaming free
    i must be
    in my time
    of dying
    drying
    vying
    for another tide
    to drift in
    pools of color
    another mother
    does her calling
    come
    sea urchins
    for fun
    coral for tomorrow
    gouging ghastly
    creatures
    street sure
    suture
    couture
    flame game
    drain pain
    why does it rain
    so
    looks like tears
    were only fears
    trying to hide
    she was along for
    the ride
    smacking the backside
    of abalone girl
    on dawnway
    his sun horse
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  161. #91
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i am the one with no end
    and at the same time
    no beginning
    to end
    or begin
    i am baking in the oven
    and being eaten at the table
    ask my sister
    her name
    is in
    a fable
    i am being born
    and dying
    both
    at the same time
    i am the flip side
    of a dime
    both sides
    as one
    surface
    summer and fall
    winter and spring
    i am everything
    i am the bird
    and its wing
    the feathers
    the ant below
    being a bird
    up above
    being a dove
    the feeling
    of love
    as it hits
    the supernova
    and protostar
    i am near
    i am far
    out
    no doubt
    solar swings
    brighten things
    upon my wings
    it doesnt sting
    not a ding
    nor a dong
    rings my bell
    i am all things
    all things i am
    nothing
    but everything
    creation at its finest
    while dreaming
    in a deep sleep
    i am awake
    i give
    i take
    i love laugh and learn
    like liquid
    looking
    through stains
    in glass
    from my past
    i exist
    so that you may die
    you die
    so that i may exist
    i insist
    that this
    is bliss
    as one
    and many
    a copper
    penny
    makes me happy
    reminds me of your hair
    your skin
    the color within
    its a sin
    to be without
    to ever have a doubt
    swim swam swum
    the tides
    swooning the sun
    all at once
    once at all
    you are
    the most exquisite
    doll
    and child
    playing together
    pull her string
    dream her awake
    for goodness sake
    in the layers between
    is my scene
    where i am
    where im not
    a pen
    making a dot
    of ink
    on paper
    writing connected
    patterns of symbols
    to nimble
    to humble
    to honest and true
    do you believe
    can you conceive
    of victory
    over matter
    making it matter
    going from spot to spot
    constellations of the heart
    leading the way
    i follow
    i play
    with myself
    and others
    who have left trails
    buckets and pails
    sinks and sails
    hills and dales
    turtles and snails
    bamboo and pandas
    glad to meet ya
    i beseech ya
    let your life
    proceed
    by its own
    design

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  163. #92
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    ready to meet the real you
    who are you
    you are
    who
    and
    how are you
    who
    you are
    where are
    you
    are you
    where
    aware
    of all
    that you are
    you are all that
    you are
    like a pear
    on a farm
    soaked in rum
    keepin it fun
    rum soaked fun
    is one
    way
    to find
    who
    you
    are
    under the tree
    in a bushel
    in a barrel
    lookin largely
    lovingly
    ready
    for stewardry
    including me
    you are included
    in me
    like wise
    im in you
    so we are
    near
    and far
    in lines
    of no
    rhymes
    are signs
    its time
    this time
    must lime
    my wine
    with brine
    lottery chimes
    for bottom rinds
    soaked in
    creme
    brulee
    with banana cheers
    effervescently
    incessantly
    pressed on thee
    is my brow
    of power
    ive come down
    off my tower
    now its time
    to shower
    shine myself
    in waters of your
    sorrow
    off to
    tomorrow
    today
    no way
    this day
    is next
    no text
    inside the bricks
    they dont mix
    like we do
    we have a clue
    and clumsy
    way
    of bringing in the
    next play
    of emotional
    decadence
    lest i make sense
    ive said before
    from whence i came
    i shall remain
    even unaffected
    predicated on proper
    usage
    i juiced it
    good
    got it good
    got the goods
    so now
    its brotherhood
    is mine
    to drink
    looks a lil
    pink
    like that chink
    in her armor
    i clamored
    for awhile
    so out of style
    the dial and
    frequency
    of you
    comes
    out
    from
    there
    up there
    if you must
    look
    some where
    look there
    over and up
    bottoms up
    topside down
    and around
    on the town
    you like to pound
    your tune
    in tune
    with origins
    of nether world
    regions
    to smile upon
    in pulsating rhythmic
    poppin
    heat
    thats the word
    on the street
    i repeat
    this heat
    is complete
    peace

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  165. #93
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    i understand mother nature
    her cycles
    and circles
    the forest
    the jungle
    the sky
    and ocean
    i know
    the comings
    and goings
    and happenings
    of the natural way
    this extends
    so far away
    if you think about it
    too much
    but not enough
    its rough
    so dont bluff
    your hand
    instead
    use fluff
    to fast
    so itll last
    down
    in the mine
    i go
    under the fountain
    does flow
    sparkly treasures
    of gems
    minerals
    i check for
    new additions
    always
    their piquancy
    compels waters
    from the well
    to swell
    flow forth
    with colors
    like a patterned
    zebra
    under neon light
    dipped in bright
    auras of clarity
    is what i see
    when i get to the top
    after willing to drop
    so far below
    not a sound
    to be found
    stillness
    silent and secure
    so cool
    to be sure
    of what is lost
    and found
    whole and light
    pure beauty
    has it right
    all night
    is my plight
    not on a diet
    i sit in the quiet
    like a violet
    deep inside the cave
    no one can save
    you
    but you
    like the flower
    with no light
    make your own
    and see it
    through
    blossom despite
    develop an appetite
    for sun light
    of your own making
    see what is
    make
    it
    what it is
    is it
    it is it
    always was it
    it was and is
    and will be
    all it ever has been
    ever
    pull the lever
    make it drool
    into your pool
    so you can swim
    with slim
    dive in
    see how deep
    you can reap
    steep
    infusions
    of living loving
    organ thriving
    bladders drying
    water laden
    apricots
    sunspots on your
    skin
    it
    is
    in

  166. #94
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    so
    i followed the
    oranges
    down the path
    that leads to
    a clearing
    with her standing
    by a stream
    bent down
    seems shes
    inspecting clams
    for pearls of wisdom
    has heard
    that i am
    in cahoots
    with them
    the clams
    thought she'd
    have a look
    there by
    the brook
    i shook
    in disbelief
    such a release
    of heat
    i had built up
    deep in sleep
    slumbered
    numbered
    bewildered children
    why have you
    woken me
    tell me
    please
    refreshing
    radiant
    arousing
    flowered
    powered
    poof
    aloof
    deuce
    truce
    you want to marry me
    yes i will marry
    you
    why do you think
    take a drink
    from this
    cup
    my cup
    now yours
    for ever
    never
    be without
    again
    wear this mantle
    with all the wonderment
    of a child
    with their eyes
    seize the skies
    for flight
    is nice
    on the wings
    of spice
    sugar
    salt
    molasses passes gasses
    thrice
    on the way to
    paradise
    have a
    slice

  167. #95
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    so we sat
    imagine that
    we sat
    with one another
    like a mother
    and child
    it was mild
    the air
    was unlike
    levels
    in the cave
    this was sweetly
    guided
    inside the laboratory
    of the morning glory
    feeding tiny molecules
    of me and you
    raised us too
    in loving arms
    of holy matrimony
    i came to you
    as you came to me
    i didnt see
    until your
    presence
    capture me
    i was off
    on a breeze
    upon the wind
    i gave in
    and rode
    to another abode
    but now
    i bow
    in adoration
    for your
    liberation
    has offered me
    voluminous
    elation
    only so much sleep
    can deep dives
    surprise
    to call you
    into mine eyes
    have seen the glory
    the story
    of all who enter
    my kingdom
    do so
    in vibrant colors
    in the coat
    i wear
    lets be fair
    and equitable
    my mantle
    ignites
    all the candles
    as one
    under the sun
    in light
    released from
    fetters of night
    our friends
    make amends
    this sends
    me through the roof
    instant poof
    howling at the
    flower moon
    time to prune
    your feathers
    fly to me
    with your mother
    your lover
    my child
    of summer skies
    lie down in the meadow
    with my fellows
    let roots encase
    your boots
    walk no more
    laborious chores
    give rise
    to balanced
    glides
    apprised of
    leveling agents
    on the surface
    on purpose
    expansion
    welcome to your
    mansion

  168. #96
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    allow us to blow
    this thing
    wide open
    allow me to feel
    the breezes of your
    soul
    the winds of your
    change
    time to rearrange
    the tops
    spinning round
    collect them all
    into a giant ball
    throw it up
    in the air
    blow open
    the whole affair
    of course
    we care
    how dare
    you think
    teetering
    on the brink
    of such a revolution
    in the face of
    incessant pollution
    we play
    and dance
    like children
    chasing flowers
    in a game of
    scents
    our laughter
    and feelings
    of good will
    make it so
    let us blow
    away
    your decay
    never comes a day
    where we stray
    from the
    path
    in a bath
    we wash
    all soils
    from spoils
    we clean
    the dream
    with pure light
    we take your
    senses
    add them to
    our collective
    plight
    in flight
    we make songs
    out of your wrongs
    we dare
    to make you care
    swirling motions
    of uninterrupted
    voices
    tones for bones
    willows whispering
    wealthy
    wonders
    to those in despair
    unicorns
    in the meadow
    lying down
    in a sound
    and a word
    take this feather
    from my bird
    comb your hair
    with ribbons
    made
    freely gave
    come out of the cave
    i've released you
    to the orchards
    all around
    time to paint
    the ground
    as i found
    you
    to be
    your own color
    in me

  169. #97
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    she called me
    out of the cave
    to play
    she wants
    to play
    in fields
    of her eyes
    i am disguised
    as a pupil
    quadrupled
    my sight
    all my might
    that i might
    become
    some one
    worthy
    of the journeys
    desired outcomes
    i feel the heaviness of desires
    in fires
    blazes of mazes
    what a fight
    for now
    i see children
    unicorns
    forest folk
    subterranean
    tribes
    gathered
    silently whispering
    tunes
    of inner gardens
    pardons
    granted
    pots planted
    seeds spread
    asleep in bed
    lie down
    in the green
    grasslands hideaway
    feel the flowers
    shower
    your bower
    sit in my tower
    look for boxes
    made of fun
    see as far as
    the eye can reach
    imagination
    retreats
    in weeps
    as it sweeps
    fresh air
    through
    turning you
    blue
    green
    red
    purple
    yellow
    mellow
    hello
    my fellow
    a cello
    married a violin
    now look at him grin
    gradual grace
    grips grapes
    keeps them safe
    in place
    on vines
    ripeness bursts
    let them eat you
    get a taste
    of that paste
    make haste
    do not waste
    your case
    on an empty vase
    instead
    fill it with grace
    not a thorny embrace
    a soft supple
    petal lace
    running up your spine
    fluidity
    for lucidity
    vibrantly shooting
    rays of humility
    out of your forehead
    grab one
    you'll be glad
    you did

  170. #98
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    im gonna level
    the street
    replace it with peat
    put you all in
    tiny bubbles
    for all the troubles
    you've laid
    farm fresh eggs
    my ass
    free range
    isnt your domain
    as you pass
    this gas
    become part of the grass
    under my feet
    giants roam
    looking for homes
    made of bones
    need that cash
    to feed that jones
    zones upon zones
    we grow up in
    lost horizons
    new divisions
    old incisions
    based on false
    assumptions
    split us in two
    we cannot be one
    divided
    by mathematical equations
    unconventional methods
    need new calculations
    geometrical symmetry
    inside of me
    will blow you
    out of the cosmos
    who grows most
    is the one tending
    proper
    purposeful
    gardens
    non inflammatory
    gentle is my inventory
    yours is boring
    mine is adoring
    colorful
    brightly lit
    tightly split
    all of it
    in my spit
    sidewalks
    crumple
    like a tadpole
    in the heat
    of a geyser
    on sams land
    we've had it with your coldness
    put you in a glacier
    to chill
    slowly moving
    even still

  171. #99
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    my love is in the stars
    fair maidens of heaven
    blanketing cars
    dressed in white
    with bouquets of
    loves quiet
    enterprise
    escorting them
    he finds
    her
    at the strangest
    times
    sends her signals
    but shes out
    on the town
    trying to
    reach him
    they are like that
    with everyone
    who is serious
    about
    the dearness
    of hearts afire
    setting ablaze
    egos
    dire
    escapades
    out of tune
    instruments
    looking for compliments
    right angles are
    not fun to do
    by ones self
    curves seem more
    appropriate
    let us cope with it
    show appreciation
    for feelings
    fellows
    healing
    peeling
    potatoes
    he comes and goes
    as slick as another
    pat of butter
    for my mother
    doesnt bother me
    to hover
    over land
    where lovers
    stand
    facing away
    from each others light
    i so
    want to make it
    right
    be quiet
    be still
    listen by the windowsill
    his name is bill
    he has a strong
    will
    to fill
    so he listens
    until
    silence
    speaks
    through his quill

  172. #100
    Senior Member

    Re: Brian's Needle and Thread

    at first
    until you get the feel
    then steal
    away
    inside
    this ride
    let it glide
    take you away
    from your pride
    we dance
    we play
    and sing
    this day
    all ways
    our time
    is now
    we bow
    we know how
    to cut loose
    like a goose
    chasing a moose
    this train has no
    caboose
    its of no use
    we cover
    our tracks
    with a papoose
    passing out flowers
    wayshowers
    for glaciers
    slowly moving
    around the mountain
    we heat the sheets
    of ice
    making tides
    rise
    anticipating
    opening skies
    cover your eyes
    this is no compromise
    we advise you
    to let the swirl
    of all that is wonderfully
    free
    let it be
    a cover
    over thee

 

 

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