One Day

One day, the value of life will not be influenced and measured by dualism and capitalism.

People’s first questions in getting to know each other will not include “What do you do?” and they’ll stop looking at everything around them as some sort of commodity to be labeled, monetized and used.

Instead they may ask questions like, “What color is the beauty of your soul?” and “What’s your perception of reality?” People will interact with each other in a genuine, evolved, and awake manner appreciating oneself, other beings and the natural world. They’ll redirect their energy from the empty and meaningless to the spiritual and enlightening. They’ll embrace imagination, open minds and creative expressions to share the joy of loving living life. They’ll share that joy and revel in it as they did when they were small children, their youthful exuberance and abandon tempered by the wisdom of experience, realization and love.

Sometimes I mention my upcoming move to Madrid to people and some ask me, “Do you have a job there?” and “What will you do in Spain?” as if it is the most important aspect of anyone’s reality.

Does wanderlusting  philosopher poet seeking beauty, Truth and the exploration of alternate realities to experience, compose and write about, photograph, express in clay, and to appreciate count?

In my multiverse it does. (Although, those word labels and other description of self…I am and I am not those things for I am undefinable and infinite.)

Whatever your perceived reality, maybe we’ll meet each other (t)here.

Glory Box

I'm so tired of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
 Gonna give my heart away
 Leave it to the other girls to play
 For I've been a temptress too long

Just...

Give me a reason to love you
 Give me a reason to be a woman
 I just wanna be a woman

From this time, unchained
 We're all looking at a different picture
 Through this new frame of mind
 A thousand flowers could bloom
 Move over and give us some room

Give me a reason to love you
 Give me a reason to be a woman
 I just wanna be a woman

So don't you stop being a man
 Just take a little look from outside when you can
 Show a little tenderness
 No matter if you cry

Give me a reason to love you
 Give me a reason to be a woman
 It's all I wanna be is all woman

For this is the beginning of forever and ever

It's time to move over...


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"Glory Box"
 by Portishead