Who We Are

"Scattered Fragments"

Fibers of thought, dream, vision, remembrance

Pulling apart and reconnecting

Always in flux

Transmission of electricity

and desire

All the truly who we are

All the you and I's

Are the light beyond

Who we have been made into

Stands before

Peering through

Allowing us to see

Through

To Us

Truly

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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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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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Change of Perspective

Turn the world on its side 

and you may see the world looking back at you.

Reflections in a mountain lake

tipped that way

reveals a totem pole of sorts.

I count six or more strange faces.

what do you see?

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How Things Go

 I wrote words

No one could read

Made them into stories

No one believed 

Put them in a book

Everyone wanted to burn

But then we all fell off the Earth

When it failed to turn

Sometimes that's how things go

I painted pictures

no one really understood

a real smart person said

the problem is they are way too good

Most people really want to know

if they are supposed to see a duck

But what you have here

is somewhere between wow and yuck

 And that can be how things go

Sometimes you make stuff

And people keep asking why

And you say well, I had an idea

So I thought I would try

Try as you might

Most just don't understand

They should just stop asking questions 

And lend you a hand

And this too is how things go

Shall I go...

on?

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Image above is a photo of a painting of mine that was then layered with multiple filters in a computer photo program.  it has no title at this posting. 

Maybe, "How Things Go"

I Can't Be The Only One

 Do you see the lines between us?

 I can't be the only one.

When I pass you by,

Do you feel the pull?

On the line,

Do you have a grip on it?

Or

Are you unaware?

That's Okay!

I see the lines.

No!

I feel the lines.

The lines between us,

 Connecting us.

You have to want to see them,

Feel them.

Yes!

It's a little scary.

I know! 

It means you are never alone.

The lines connect you,

To everyone and everything.

Welcome to the Universe!

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It Holds Me Up

 Everyday

I walk

I Feel

The Earth

Under my feet

Pushing Back 

It holds me up

Gives me a place to stand

Tell me 

You feel it too!

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Bend

Bend

Bend down to touch

To make a closer observation

To make connection

To grow in relationship

With everything

Bend

Change your approach

To make things work

Let go of your need

To maintain control

of everything

Bend

It is a chance you take

True you might break

Hold on to love

Give yourself away

In everything

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Somehow I lost half of a

year of posting.

Oh well!

Starting again to try.

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Pictures in Trees

 I believe that the natural world has a consciousness.

Sometimes it says hello!

And then sometimes I take it farther.

This is an image created on my phone.

Looking out the

window I snapped

this picture.

Thought I saw

a face,

so I drew a face below.

My camera has all

these filters,

so I added some to my

picture. The image at

the top is what I got.

I think my phone 

has a

consciousness.

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Clarity

 If I Gain Clarity I will let You Know

The need to create

 is not always clear

Sometimes what one creates

is not always clear

I have a strong need or desire 

to create

to make things that are not clear 

and that look like no identifiable object or image

I am looking through the abstract

for something I might recognize

Yet I have no idea what I am looking for

It is one of those

I will know it when I find it 

moments

For now I just enjoy the process

and I hope others enjoy the product

I will let you know 

when I gain clarity

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Vibration

A collection

of moments

held in paint

Each stroke of paint

 holds a little story, 

vibration of life

 or

 fragment of thought.

a sign of still

being here

I am here

till I do this no longer

Then 

I will be a vibration

for tomorrow

a fragment

of lingering

dream

paint me

sing me

dance me

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So Who Am I

 Directional Mistake

 I use to listen to my brain.

Then I found out my brain is not me.

My brain is a machine

running a program.

A program designed to keep me alive

while in use of this body.

So who am I?

I am the true self.

The silent, the stillness.

The light that always burns.

I was there before this life began

and will continue on once this body stops,

but I will no longer be an "I" then.

Knowledge, selfless, no need to be.

Reconnected with the awareness

or love that has always been there.

So as I continue my experience

with this "I" and this body

I need to learn to manage this brain.

To know when to listen to it

and when to disregard its direction.

Also when to silence it

and visit with my true self.

Please Note: the above words are me thinking out loud. I am not telling you the reader what to do or how to live your life. This is my perception of my life at this moment. I am only sharing for the sake of broader understanding for myself and anyone who might share the thought, or one like it. Thanks for reading

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Can You Imagine?

 From Out of Her Head

If I could climb inside of you

I could meet God there

and in the hallways of your body

God and I would walk around

and we would gaze in awe

upon the gatherings of your soul

That you hang upon the inside

of this body where you live

and God would stop and say to me

Man I love this one

And I would have to agree

Can you imagine

God and me

Walking through you?

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Thoughts from a painting

Streams of Information Dreams of Devastation

We are not ready for the machines we have created.

We are still very much children screaming,

"it's not fair, he has more than me!"

or

"I was here first, so it's mine!"

We are

standing in the cradle

and we can reach the war room table.

DANGER

We are electing leaders who think this way:

me, mine, only us or U.S.

Let's build a wall!

The walls have already been built around our hearts and souls.

Fear has walled us up for thousands of years.

We are alone and afraid, walled up in our houses, 

our neighborhoods, towns, cities, villages, farms, 

businesses, churches, synagogues, mosques, temples

and sometimes standing in front of family members.

The machines we have created

are for a generation that has taken down the walls,

all the walls,

and understands fear is erased by living together,

communicating and sharing wealth and power,

 not hoarding it. 

I will stop here for now

and give some of myself away.

Yes I created the above image 

and as it formed it spoke to me of information,

streams of information.

We have massive amounts of information

bouncing all around the world.

It has the potential to save us or destroy us.

I see many using it to heal

and many using it to destroy.

Someday I would like to change the title of the piece,

but I, too, still have walls in my way.

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When It All Comes Together

 

Very well then, when it all comes together

A few thoughts on this piece

 

-It is possible that every piece of creativity is a search for God or something that represents the creative force of the universe.

-The piece above is like many of my works. It is me searching by creating.

-I often create a chaotic base on wood or canvas and then draw into it

-This puts me in a very relaxed state

-I think of the lines and symbols as an undefined language that only another creative (or the universe's creator) might understand 

-The word understanding is misleading

-Understanding implies knowledge transferred

-All I am attempting to do is transfer feeling

-The feeling you will receive will most likely depend on your state of mind at the time of viewing  

 -While all creativity maybe a search for the divine, it is also a mirror to the moment

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More thought on the soul

Like a landfill, the un-locatable element I call my soul is filled with layer upon layer of life-expressed debris. In this image I depict two malformed demons who live in my soul and spend their time stomping down all that collects in my soul. So now you're saying to me, "I did not realize anything gathered in the soul." My response is, "look, I just make this stuff up, that's why my soul is so cluttered." For me, my soul is a huge space and it fills constantly with fragments of thought, dream, vision, whimsy, passion, desire, loathing, rage, joy, wonder, shall I go on? My soul is a dump for everything my mind exhales. This is just me, it does not need to be this way for you. Thanks for reading.

Title of Piece:  Tamping Down the Layers of My Soul

 2021 

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A Search...

When I first posted an image of this piece I called it "A Search For Place." My thinking was that the bright particle in the abstract photo at the center of the piece was representative of an entity searching for its place in the universe. At the time I thought that was what most persons were doing, seeking a place, a person or a situation that gave them that sense of place; that 'this is where I belong' feeling. Since then I have come to see it differently. The goal of the journey is not to find one place, but the search is within, to draw your true self out so that no matter where you are, there you are and that is the belonging. You then have the peace to belong anywhere and everywhere. So this piece has a second name, "A Search For Self."

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Waiting for travelers

 Waiting for travelers

There is this place between the cosmos

yes there is more than one cosmos

there are kazillions 

and in this place wait bodies

bodies waiting for travelers

Vessels waiting to be filled

filled with a fragment of awareness

and then they will be set adrift in one of the cosmos

They will be propelled by desire 

a desire to know from where they came 

and where they are going

This desire will fill so much of their time drifting

That most will fail to be aware of the swirling life around them.

Embrace your drift

Be aware of your vessel's motion

Ride all the waves of light that carry you onward

Spend more time in the awareness on the journey

and less time seeking your destination.

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The Skins We Wear

The Individual Next to Me

On this plane of existence

we are each a very colorful entity

all living in the same universe

no matter how far we are from one another

We impact each other 

The variety of skins we wear

disguise our true nature

The true nature cannot be described

It is felt none the less

It is a feeling of oneness

that both excites us and terrifies us at the same time

It is this emotional polarity 

that causes us to in one moment wage war

and in another risk our own life to save another

I will continue this thought later on.

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