The Ghost

I sat on my meditation pillow
Tall and straight as I breathed
Noticing the voice of the hungry ghost
As it clamered around in my skull cavity
Claiming to be bereft of love
It wanted more more more
As my imagination painted pictures of all sorts of Bachanalia
Consciously avoiding the slouch as I heard the soft breath of my lover in her bed
Calm began to enter my body were sleep had left.
And for a moment there was nothing.




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Thievery Corporation

4K to the IRS

The quest for being debt free is all but closed. 6 more months on my cell contract, then I will be completely unencumbered to any corporation or fiscal agency.

I didn't think this was possible, three years ago, I would have imagined something different.
But in 2013, I imagined and believed in being debt free and making Lumanation a rising contender.

The time is upon me. I accept.
All around me I see people owning their lives in all the social spheres.
My time is quickly approaching. A time where I will exit the corporate bubble for the first time in 24 years.

The chapters if my life will rise and fall according to my own volition, ingenuity, and persistence of vision. I can feel the momentum building in my bones. It's scary like looking down the black diamond diamond ski run. Yet, I want it more than I fear it.


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Star or Stone Chris Robinson Brotherhood

Star or Stone


Star Or Stone -1

I was 13th at the table when the wine was passed around
Amid an air of suspicion my glance was meet with callous frowns
If I was superstitious I'd be the black cat no one wants hang'n round
Dark whispers in the hallway accusations out of bitter mouths
Strange figures in the doorway a dog barks a drunkard's laugh
There's screaming in the kitchen glass breaks just then the lights go out
Let winter chase butterflies
Let the child believe in lies
Let the road run by my door
I can't stay here anymore
I won't , I won't look back at my dream burning on the side of the road
Sometimes it just goes like that
Falling or flying , star or stone




Star Or Stone - 2

Close the window just can't hear the highway anymore
Lay beside me and let our fires burn until the dawn

A telephone was ringing a heavy price on the other line
Outside the window a comet shoots across the sky
Between love and hope and money
There's loss and pain and honey
So take a spoonful every time
And if you don't like what you see
Don't come running to me
Cause i'm bound to my own way
I'm a million miles away
I won't i won't look back at my dream burning on the side of the road
Sometimes it just goes like that
Falling or flying , star or stone



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Moon phases

August rolled in with a celebration like no other.
The 30th annual reggae on the river festival.
This year was special for all the usual reasons... great music, enchanting scenery...
Amidst all the chaos that goes with trying to run a pro level a video crew in the remote woods, there appeared the coolest of cool chicks ever. Part vision of loveliness, part stalwart outdoors person, and the remainder brilliant mischievous girl.

My instincts noticed right away that she was someone special, but it took my brain a while to actually reason it out and see her depth and the quality of her character. Qualities that informed her sex appeal and demeanor.

At this point, there are various other inspiring women weaving in and out of my life, but she "Erotica" opened up to me with a playful adventurousness that lead us to dance the night away under the moon by the Eel river

At the time I was being very careful to keep away from entanglements, relationships and women that might lead to old patterns.

The underlying need to couple with someone in order validate myself, basically dissolved. Not even a hint of clingy or smitten puppy vibes, anywhere to be found in my emotional body.

Somewhere along the way the wide sky just opened up and freedom awakened. I soon found myself enjoying the company of more than one person and not regretting it or feeling anxious.

This may seem off but, I like

Chris Robinson Brotherhood

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Queen of Eden

The queen of eden

Desire's child with a chocolate grin
Seaglass eyes sparkle and fire
Her soul roars forth



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BossyBoots

One crisp spring eve
At Ernie's roadhouse bar
He wore confident flip flops
She sparkled mischievously

As the beers were quaffed
Laughter cracked like peanuts
Flirtatious hints of kisses
As the sun turned golden

Bold hints at the bar
Parking lot passions
Under a bay leaf tree
Ass pressed into her car

The scent of desire
On her breathless lips
As his fearless hands
ignite her fire

An infinite moment
Time a canvas stretched
Tautly for the painter
Thick paint swirls wildly



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Werdz

The heart knows no limits
True love never dies
Though this body may pass
Energy release into the skies

Though winds of change may blow
And velvet vulva rivers run dry
The heart beats on
My mind simply knows

Felt in the body
And born of greater muses
The song of your soul
To die refuses.

Unbidden yet welcome
Your vibrations come again
Like a song the body remembers
When the mind is still

Celebrate the pain
Enjoy the flow
Time passes quickly
So she had to go


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