November

Sometimes i feel bad for november, nobody wants to be in november. First of all its preceded by possibly the funnest of all major (by major i mean profitable) holy-days, so the first day of it is always spent on conversations about the last day of the month before it. that sucks for november, also there are no big events happening in november, besides the election every 4 years and who looks foward to that?!?!?! in any case, the worst part of it all its that december is right after..... talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place. well november at least enjoys the pleasure of hosting my yearly celebration of birth, along with many great people that i know. So try to enjoy november, please be nice to it because it only comes around once a year (just like xmas) and it could use all the love it can get.

Like a tree

Life starts in a very small place

it slowly absorbs what it needs to grow

the growth is slow

but it never stops

it is ever flowing with galactic sap

if its path is blocked

it finds a way through it

if the block has no cracks

it finds a way around it

Life grows

it rejoices with the sun

and the moon

Let us celebrate it

when its warm and sunny

when its cold and cloudy

because we can all learn from both.

Kinam

In these times of change
All help is welcome
Crystal skulls come from places unknown
To teach things long forgotten
To remind the humans of their full experience
To show them how much they are missing
When they stay in bed with ego
Instead of running outside and hugging the sun
Instead of smelling the morning dew and kissing the flowers
Instead of dancing with the thunder
Instead of appreciating
Instead of being appreciated


They reminded me of the sun
The sun that gives life
The sun that makes water possible
The sun that makes blood run through our veins
The sun that never sleeps
The sun that timelessly shares His life with us
The sun that forever shines up in the sky and deep inside all

So go outside today
During sun-set/rise
And as you are staring respectfully and in complete awe at this ball of pure energy
Repeat this word solemnly seven times
KIN
KIN
KIN
KIN
KIN
KIN
KIN
The sun will hear you then
And you will hear the sun as well
And all of His eternal life-giving force will enter you
And you will enter it
To forever dance the cosmic dance of co-creation.

Heart Living

Living from the heart.
It sounds easy..
but lately i've been finding that it is quite difficult, because it requires one to love with a flowing heart, one cannot hold on to anything -material.emotional.spiritual- to live from the heart is to live without a plan. to live from the heart is to completely trust in divine guidance. <-that is flippin HARD to do!!!

but in the end its worth it.
im seeing the fruits of this labor in my own life.
getting out of my head is the best decision i have ever made.

-love, love, love to all.

cool t-shirts of the day

#1
Haikus
sometimes don't make any sense
refrigerator

#2
same
shirt
different day

Gloomy -june'09

the roofers are roofing
with thin wood and noisy nails
the roofers are roofing
with stinking soot they glue the roof
the roofers are roofing
smelling the fumes of burning plastic
the roofers are roofing
laughing and hammering, crying and pulling
the roofers are roofing
contracted by contract
roofing the roofs
repelling the sun and the rain with their black soot
the roofers are roofing

Slava

Some time ago me and Mr. Greekophalus met Slava.

Slava is a Russian-Jew
Slava was looking for his blue-eyed cat
Slava taught us where the word "jew" came from -at least his version-
Slava lives in his car
Slava wrote a screen play that never got picked up
Slava believes he lived in the 60's
Slava had a dream about his mother holding him in an empty hospital wearing a military uniform, because of this, Slava thinks that he died in Vietnam
Slava talked and talked
Slava asked questions but didnt wait for answers, he just kept talking
Slava wore boots
Slava was looking for a running body of water
Slava posed for my camera
Slava made my day (and Mr. Greekophalus') 88% more interesting

I hope that Slava found his cat, or a home.

One thing gives me comfort, i know that at least he found his water...


Thank you Mr. Slava the only Russian-Jew I've ever met.