The Truth

 We are the Truth

That which is material falls away

Only existence remains 

I was here before

I will be here after

The Asking Price

 What we need

The earth shall provide

Then they tax the land

Sell it to the corporation offering the most

Above asking

The area of space the earth has to provide

Becomes infinitesimal

Not instantly

But over time

A slight

Slow

Toxic

Extinction

Failed attempts at recreation

Memories

Pervert the original design

Sacred geometry

They wouldn’t present that way if they weren’t meant to

And if they wanted to be different

It would be by their own hand 

So

We give up the work

Allow dis ease to set in

We walk with our heads hung 

When once we held them high

As if they were too heavy

And a burden

To bear

Bullied into food insecurity

Because we’re didn’t have enough money

For the imaginary asking price

How sad

What a shame

In the Way

 I think what’s really upsetting

Is

We were falling 

But 

The ego got in the way

We knew it was what we both wanted

But

The ego got in the way

Wishing things were different

Knowing that they could be

This could break the cycle

But

The ego got in the way

I spoke my truth

I hoped it would be enough

And it was

But

The ego got in the way 

There I Am

 There I am

Hidden

Tucked away among the dreams

The fantasies

The desires

The real me

My Truth

Inside

 There was a time when I wouldn’t have let you got

A time some like to call

The old me

But was it the old me

Or

Me

Fading

I forget what it’s like to be in love

All I have is a memory

An impression

An apparition

Of how I used to feel

Will I still feel that almost forgotten way

Next time

Whelp

I didn’t notice when you left

I guess I didn’t really care

That much

After all

Mantra

Today is done 

Tomorrow has not begun

Right now is all we have

Misguided

We fought for the heavens

What we considered like gold

We fought for the love of respect

And for power untold

It’s never enough just to be

It’s never enough just to see

We want more

We want more

We want more

But we don’t want to be free

The invitation

I don’t understand not treating someone the way you want to be treated

I don’t understand the lack of compassion and love

I don’t understand hating someone so much

You wish harm or death upon them

I don’t understand why it continues this way

For some people

I do understand maturity

I do understand letting go

Of illusions we were conditioned to believe 

Of truths that were really a perversion of reality

I do understand evolution

And all other spiritual

And scientific

Explanations

But we keep saying all this

In an effort to plant seeds in some 

And wake others up

Through word and action we invite

The door is always open

The journey can be as easy as you make it

Sometimes

But always rewarding

In the end

Wake up to love and accept the invitation 

All your friends are here 

What he said to me

He said he likes the way my mouth curls when I’m pleasantly in thought 

The way the embers in my eyes come back

Yet harbor a distant glow

There isn’t much to redirect

Sometimes I go down rabbit holes

But it’s all the same to him

He wouldn’t be here otherwise

Grief

We grieve for those who do not understand

We grieve for their potential

We see the sadness

The vacancy

The suffering in their eyes

As they walk the path of ego

Dare we step into the light for them

And show them what we’ve learned

Can we be the teaching in a way they accept

As truth

Through form

We grieve for those who’ve laid to rest

Before they’ve woken up

The very same who told us to fight

Have all but given up

Our grieving can be felt

And reciprocated 

Thrice the world over

We want the rest to come along

We have no need for soldiers

For we are truth 

And truth is we

Not to be denied

Hand in hand

Arm in arm

No longer will we hide 

Back

I’ve seen the beauty

And the ugliness

Of humanity

I’ve wandered away from myself

I allowed myself to get lost in the vast expanse

Of illusion 

What I thought 

Didn’t matter

What I did

Wasn’t good enough

Who I was

Well

Who was I

I’m getting back to that

Back to the real me 

My true Self

The detour was needed

But I prefer peace

What we’re told

We don’t try to rehabilitate

We don’t try to educate

We don’t try to do better

We just do what we’re told will make us successful

We just do what we’re told

Life student

I am a life student

Learning excites me

I only get bored if I have to repeat something I already know

But then

I learn more

Still work to be done

I was born at the beginning of the AIDS epidemic

Trans folk were vilified

You could smoke in malls

I grew up in the during the birth of the internet

Pedro opened a whole lot of people’s eyes

So did Rodney King 

I’m living in the 21st century and we still don’t have 

Flying cars

Or a council of elders

Or world peace

Things we were promised

Things we worked so hard for

Forced to endure the oppression 

And erasure

From one specific group

The gold standard for all of us

Every nation has one

The perceived superiors 

And every nation has those of us

Who will work against the self made personalities

Of destruction

For equality

For love

We cannot be erased 

There are more of us than there are of them

Partners

I know that I know nothing

So teach me

Educate me 

Help me transcend my beliefs 

Beliefs I’ve held onto

Unnecessarily 

For far to long

Help me understand that it’s okay to let go

To wake up

To rise above fear

Save space for me when I feel like I’m losing mind

Set me free if you evolve faster

I’ll catch up

State of the union

And now it’s here

The time we’ve waited months for

Warm summer nights

Where we can sleep naked 

With the windows open

The world smells alive again

Fresh

Green

The sun kisses our skin until it blushes

And for a moment

We forgot what snow was

Did we have an early spring this year

Was the groundhog right

All anyone seems to know right now is 

Suffering

I am not

I am not center, left, or right

I am not he or she

I am not then or soon

I am not maybe

I am not fear or hate

I am not judgement

I am not all knowing

I am not complex

I am not intimidated 

I am not religious

I am not rules and regulations

I am not less than

I am not not whole

Chunky

I’m fortunate to know life before the internet

Where words like vintage, retro, and classic have sentiment

I’m fortunate to know life after its creation

Where new school becomes old school

There’s so much inspiration

I’m fortunate the wars I’ve seen aren’t like the past

Even though I’m pretty sure I still grew up to fast

Our fear of one another ain’t as strong as it once was

More of us can be ourselves and encourage everyone

With one foot in the matrix and the other on the earth

I open my arms wide to accept the universe

I’m fortunate to know life in all the ways I do

This bond of oneness then increases between me and you