Said and Done

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Leave me in stillness

In a field of waving grain

Remember me as motion

Never meant to last

I had my rise

Moments in the sun

And then surrender

When all was said and done

We are beats to one another

Tempos kept in step

Hands grasping hands

Laughing till we wept

The trees were green

But there was more here to be seen 

Beyond color beyond form

The movement of a soul longing to be born

Always there

beyond time

Outside of counting

Your way along a line

Where this you and I 

are more as one

We are the motion when all is said

And all seems done

The wave flows on

The dance is who we are

the swaying fields of grain

to the distant spinning star

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Pieces of paper I drew on, Why?

No, This is Where it All Comes Together

Thoughts:

 I drew on these pieces of paper

and then I glued them on another 

piece of paper and made marks and

colored around them. It's like a travel 

brochure for different mind-scapes.

I keep looking for that place

the place where everything comes

together and it all makes sense.

All the colors, all the lines, where all

ideas join together and it works.

I think it is what all art searches for.

Maybe it's just me, but I think it's why

we keep making images again and

again. We are seeking the harmony

that we think life dose not possess. 

The reality is the harmony is there,

but like the artist we are looking to

closely at life. Pull way back and the

universe has harmony. It has a balance

 and a flow.  The problem is we think it is

all about us. I am looking out of these eyes so it's my perspective. The key is to 

keep looking, but out of all eyes. There is turmoil, destruction, death, birth, joy

celebration, it's all there and it all has its place, when you let go of you and your

isolationist perspective in it.  

Now, Just because I feel this does not mean I know how to put it into practice,

but I am trying. Moment to moment I try to be aware of what I see and how it

impacts me. I am trying not to make others agree with me, but I want to live so

they see I respect who and where they are in this life. 

This place of Harmony is at Hand

I need to Step Back into Everything

in order to see it

I will leave this here for now.

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shape download

Shapes in a Pile
Doodle from sketch book
2025

 It has been too long!

need to share something

so maybe a pile of shape

every shape

leaves you with something

feeling, a memory, an idea

shapes are everything

they make up the world we see

and they move around in our brains

at least they do in mine

so from time to time I unload some

maybe you can use them

take them into your brain

or hang them on your wall

don't worry about me

I will make more.

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Morning thoughts

 Thought all this one morning

"Inner Workings"

Do I think well
Can I think well
Will the world hold together
Will I find enough work
Can I make music
Is art real
Does it mater
This is now
When I finish writing 
It will be then

Time to push reality

Youth is gone

I am good here

Escape into story

Watch

Read if I could

Do I Have the desire

To Do

I want to give

Give away

Give out

Give life

Let go the hold

Hold Back

Move on

What's real

Everything is new

In every moment

I do not need to be

In every moment

You miss nothing

If some one is there

You are there

If we are one

We are one

The we is I

And the I we

So

I wrote all the songs

Did all the dances

Painted all the pictures

Dreamed all the dreams

Delivered and killed

Everyone

Yes,

Once again

This morning

I am the God

I seek

We are

We are all

Every living thing

God

Just a thought

Gods thought

so I wrote it down - one mornings thoughts

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Letting Go

"Letting me through, letting me go!"

 I have always been

And I will always be

There is no real need

To be done

Or to have begun

For now, is fine

no real time

Let go the mind

Everything is motion

Spins the Spiral

I am the flow

No need to know

Or fear

What's was far is near

You speak I hear

I cry I grow

It's always letting go

sometimes you just write and wait for it to make sense.

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