One Above

I was the one you said you wanted
To be with and to love you sweetly
I am the one that can’t stop now
waiting for you connects my soul
to an unquestioned unknown day
with you, all ideas would stoke me
as anything and everything crazy
between and around in surprising
cloud forming union to our hearts
as one, above separation, to love.

©, 6/27/2004, RJDuberg

Finding a job at 45 after 6 years of just playing at the beach

I bought a bulldog yesterday morning fully intending to go through Ads later in the day and then spent the entire day writing about issues related to consciousness in CS new age forum. The process reminds me of a piece of machinery which was left to disrepair for years and beginning attempts to reuse are frustrated by rust and other conditions simulating a lack of movement due to "stuck and frozen".

Cramming for Effect Apology 

Getting old is a bitch! 

~The Mystic Rhythms

1st draft

The emptiness of sound
where the cavern’s inside
fumes a womb of unseen
but still pregnant darkness.

Looks backward on vision
Past the parted lips afloat
ready to form from inside
result the dirty pink tongue
makes as director captain.

Of flesh wave’s steerage
with provisions of spirit
said resonate as grace
of language heard
word spoken as sound
in the exhaled airflush
unseen utterance.

A breath for meaning
of a sake which ears
music of syncopate
hearing into turning
ideas into vibrato.

A conscious feeling
and for this choice
listening is born
to encompass
The Mystic Rhythm.

(c) RJDuberg, 6/17/2004