" Re:  I care/my dear be cuz u r fair/with ample hair/
atop head and possibly covering the lair" MSH

Doing the hum pity human dance
waiting for our song to play
Even cross legs to squeeze urges
tight and hard

Shelter of cots
Somewhere a man hunts down below for the pecker
that troubles so.
Is there no
 where this man can go?
How would he find his way?
It's all so slow.

SHELTER
Reclusive MaPa looks for home in the above the clouds
Stream please two little pappettes 
and one literary beast.
to the dharama
Trekking past sign post pray flags on sticks
painted against fields of white
Bitten by winds in to caves 
sheer drops in Himalayas draw in with hot tea
ascent into the clouds
the wonder is in the sky
Monument to peace politics pray
each streamer ensconced in twirling glorious spaciousness

12 31 2012

At my writing table watching the furry moon. It moves behind my neighbor's house . Just a chip off the end. Smoky aura. Fog clouds illuminated? No more moon. "Lune ou pas lune, nous nous en fichons!"

Doesn't writing table sound better than computer desk...? Recent Utne Mag featues 2 articles--click your app and there is no app for happiness.

I want to finish my current read--"John Reed: The Romantic Revolutionary" before the end of the year. I am trudging through his life just like the 30 or so lives I slogged through since November 2011.  I am acquiring patience as I read each one. Simone, Sartre and company walked all over Europe. People walked. No big deal. Took trains and cars and buggies when any of those luxuries were available. Simone loved walking by herself. Walking for hours and days and weeks at a time. If they had to improvise on lodgings. This wasn't a problem, either.

Bliss (in progress)

Trance overwhelmed 
erase outside
open inside
sink down 

roots grounded 
spread down

mother holds

limitless ecstasy

float in
spirit descends slowly

oceanic flow encircles
vivid transmission 
the etheric bodies
intense conjoining
pured in Bliss
pull away
or come watch the show
ride on pony
legs quake
ankles gripped 
tightly from climb
Shiva and Shakti
embraces us with Bliss
surrender to climax
power overcomes
ether cradles
luminous faith

wendy spends a summer with stalin

regeneration chaos

Wendy and Stalin playing