I'm not you and you are certainly not me,for there is a place in the 
spirits of nature that I long to be. A certain longing a sense of 
something so long lost. I seek to move with the rythms and spirits of 
nature.Just to learn, no matter what the cost. The ghosts and spirits 
that resonate inside my being breathe and flow through the universe and 
every living thing.This isn't the poetry of dreamer this reality that 
stems from something much deeper. Run with the wolves dancing amongst 
the trees celebrating together the spirits of nature and what it means 
to be truly free.
Every where I look I see boxes that bleed and tv's that scream. Soap box
 anatomy that isn't quite a part of me. To stalk my dreams and find the 
simple things in what it means to be a human being. To get myself back 
to a simpler time where I could listen to the birds whistle without the 
sickening chime of car exhaust pipes blasting and choking, screaming and
 smoking. Beating on the the weathered things of what it means to be a 
natural being.
The energy so vast and simple a trail that leads to the heavens here on 
earth deep inside me a primal seed. A spirit being that wants me to 
carry myself back to these better things when death meant zen and the 
cycles never break or end when all flows and carries itself in the 
healing spirits and phantom streams. The light the vibration the 
radiation of real dreams. A communion of all the souls that found eden 
and have been denied by the people in plastic hides. Slaughtering the 
earth in the name of greed. Like leeches that feed with a never ending 
need never knowing what it means to be happy, love or be free.
A communion of the souls I run with the pack, fly with the crow, and 
brother bear who all let me know its ok meet my mother as she sends the 
clouds raining down on me. This sacred place filled with so much grace a
 land of heaven that so many just forsake. Becoming slaves to desire and
 greed blood letting in cruelty in claims of fabricated dreams. Where 
all brothers and this earthly mother have to suffer underneath a 
crushing weight of hell she bleeds for me. The true believers in love to
 be set free. The angels in heaven and demons on this earth wage wars 
over there brothers, the sins taking place when they won't even face the
 mirror. Misguided misplaced ignorance and arrogance in the name of fame
 or some sick game that leads to blood letting and shame in you can't 
follow the fascist pursuits to make you all the same.
But the heart of the great mother and the spirit of all the natural 
universe tell me that death is just another state to be had there is 
nothing to fear if you hold no malice towards your brother and support 
this earth bound family. It is only a state of change a zen like thing 
that holds no judgement of your deeds. It just exists in timelessness 
and the constancy of infinity. Life is another radiance another vibrance
 another frequency of light that dances on the rainbows streams.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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