MAKING S*P*A*C*E

This morning in that surreal hypnagogic state between sleeping and waking, the day ahead was entering my consciousness; 'space' (I 'heard'); it's something about 'space'... Who are we meeting today... cousin Jerry... what is happening for Jerry later this year...?

S*P*A*C*E....  Then.... boom... I was awake.. and congnizant that the aspect related to both cousin Jerry and us, that I was seeing into was upcoming hip replacement (his scheduled for Fall, 'ours' {Ryan's} not yet for sure).

This blog post is to 'honor my inklings' {I always vow to do!}

Albino peacock

Space is a state of consciousness

Time is a construct of wo/man

money's the medium and message

Love indeed comes in a "Can"

Say "I can't" and you predict it

Say "I can't" and you concede

Say "I can't" and you surely have tricked it

into playing the game of "great need"

Fear is a state of contraction

Despair is a leaky drain

energy prices are raised by the vices

of "exhaust" and "deplete" and "no gain"

Royal jesters come forth in the knowledge

that your energy comes from the source

Not 4 Star, Not 5 Star but boundless

Green, clean deep eco of course

Armistice proper escaped us

Mother's Day wisdom Hallmarked

Profound Fool Day diminished to play

an April Fool's prank for a lark

But heed this true merry-minder

the mark of this day is the mirth

deep bubbling forth

from the south to the north

from your gut to your grin to your girth

The mirth is the Knowing remembered

the girth is the World Around

the tumbling Fool is the true wisdom tool

of all stardusty offspring earthbound

Do these words have you breathing

and grinning?

Hey presto! You opened the door

You're destined unless you block it

for more and exceedingly MORE

Ample is our birthright

Plenty is our Lot

A~bun~dance is a jolly thing

You have already got

"dance like nobody's watching

Love like you've never been hurt"

And please embrace the naked man

Who offers you his shirt

All Fools All Jewels All Kindred

All Precious All Received

The World we birth; our own Green Earth

By vision-heart conceived.

CCR McF