Day 6: Full on Flow

Smooth operator when I get on that paper

Ain’t no time now or later

as glaciers make craters

the memories subside.

Riding ice flow, so seasons go like nobody know

super maven constant craving like raven evermore

Step through the door, fly over the floor

Sought a lot then I found out more.

Bask in silence not so mindless

Up on levels never tried, this

feeling to hide, I make my own light

Traveled in hindsight to make futures so bright.

I’m guided, divided, in parallel worlds,

Delighted, I’ll fight it, dancing as i twirl

Cross conscious, upon this, organic machine

Along this, vibration, in passionate scheme.

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Day 6: Full on Flow

Smooth operator when I get on that paper

Ain’t no time now or later

as glaciers make craters

the memories subside.

Riding ice flow, so seasons go like nobody know

super maven constant craving like raven evermore

Step through the door, fly over the floor

Sought a lot then I found out more.

Bask in silence not so mindless

Up on levels never tried, this

feeling to hide, I make my own light

Traveled in hindsight to make futures so bright.

I’m guided, divided, in parallel worlds,

Delighted, I’ll fight it, dancing as i twirl

Cross conscious, upon this, organic machine

Along this, vibration, in passionate scheme.

Futurenow Flow

Methodology of mind,hidden in the rhyme.

When sounds are outside time and by quiet i abide;

the image isn’t strained,

the beauty isn’t strange.

Seeking answers tied to questions,

learn the lesson, we’re all blessed then.

Streams of knowledge move like dancers,

pure romance in heavens trance. Sure

guided by no path, just steps followed like prayer.

Alone unto one self, the vision comes in layers

peeling back a truth that’s hidden from the eyes

revealed the devils face, it comes as no surprise.

That wisdom is the goal, of knowledge unobtained.

Slurred by silver tongues, obscured, hidden in plain.

What once was thought as holy, now trademarked for insane.

The search seeking within, the view outside the frame;

where conscious runs among us, where life is free of pain,

unlimited in power, freed from greedy reign,

untroubled by tomorrow, living on a plane.

Crystallising concepts, fractalised in order

while moments freeze when breath is squeezed

from chaos living matter.

But for now that world is shattered

and the holy man is ragged.

Coming in degrees til we live among the trees

hope not lost just shedding frost.

There’s time to free the mind

but we mustn’t lose the line

connecting past to future, encircling the now.

One love we’ll live forver

but only if we’re clever,

Sightseer’s Flow

A good thing about knowing a lot of producers/djs is having a lot of music to draw from for these sessions. This latest features a track off the new album Anywhere People from my good friend Edamame. Again the way this one works is start the track at the bottom then the numbers in the text indicate timescale.

:20

My words create reality

Each thought is a submission

Entering into the world

Its hybrid nuclear fission.

Elemental, blending sounds

Awaiting their conclusion.

The past is gone and future’s clear

Each moment in position.

The here we found, with time unbound

Leads onward, if we listen

Truth of the matter, watch it scatter

Like snowflakes gently glisten

Seen the strife, that’s part of life

We’d all gladly omit it

It’s die or live with all the knocks

Reveling in the paradox.

:58

1:36

Intergalactic what attracts it

The methods in the madness

Built up on love, the sky above

A ground all covered in sadness.

Pushing feet like pulling teeth

Resistant, stuck in blandness

Diving inside, just free your mind

Embrace the inner grandness.

Eternal youth, eternal truth

You know it’s in the plan this,

Who we want to be,

What we want to see

Measured desire, take you higher, don’t hope aimlessly,

Life like a rope, but dont let it choke

Air most precious gift god gave us

Controlling voice, what’s your choice

Take the tools, like the fool

Make magic out of nothing

Realise what’s inside

Bring the image from your mind

Let it rise like sun it shines

Out of sight its inner rhyme

Edamame keepin time

While i flow this. maybe bogus

But the solution’s only mine

Livin life up on the grind

seeking solace in metropolis

While the worlds asleep I go real deep

and then maybe call it conscious.

2:34

Maybe blindness,

Sonnet 1017

Now living in these visions of the past,

Rooted to our circular time future.

As the smith blends metals into pewter,

Man bonds break, others form to last.

Melding differing views from eyes in contrast

Old wounds never healed, now set in sutures,

Compressing files of an old computer,

Forging forward at speeds quite beyond fast.

Collectively defying illusion,

Joined together, seeking human fusion.

diving within to seek answers we find

Forged by the limitations of our own mind.

Unblinded by reason, revealing truth.

The hidden godseeds within us, divine.

Haiku Tuesday [California Dreaming Edition]

Please pardon the hiatus, I’ve been vacationing & exploring the great state of California and haven’t had computer access. The time here has been quite inspirational and this shall be the first of many works inspired by this trip. So without further ado, here we go…

 

leaky faucets drip

ebbing away secrets, meant

to be held by love

floating through midair

hawk gazing from lofty heights

dispensing wisdom

adventures beyond

accustomed comfort

to new horizons

fading into night’s

embrace of silent beauty

laying by my side

a new day begins

expanding our horizons

into bright future

advantage awaits

those minds which surrender to

the power of love

reality blurred

not by blindness but rather

clear inner vision

situations change

even when action does not

steadfastness prevails

reincarnation

opening new frontiers through

receptivity

footfalls echoing

across a glassy canvas

shifting sands of time

bountiful treasures

hidden within webs laying

quiet, undisturbed

gaily rising sun

dispelling chilly night air

as I gently sway

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