Love and Sleep

Love is plural; it carries much but holds to being all pure.

Sleep controls the resurrection of renewed energy to accomplish the soul's desires.

-A.C.E. Jaunty

Everywhere but No Where

"This jot is everywhere, but I am no where living lies."

This may very well have been my laziest month I have ever had in my life. What I consider lazy people would actually not be able to make it through one day. But I needed this break. I was on the grind for so long that once I accomplished my goal I realized how weakened and drained I was. I just wanted to breath and take in the feeling of accomplishment. I’ve been going hard for too many years. So what have I been doing…I’ve been letting the rain drown me and my body has bonded with the Earth. As a result, I have so much to write. There has been a lot to ponder. There is a lot that I still cannot even make out in my head so I know I can't even make sense of it on paper. However, I stay with Nature; so that I can stay clear and the ink will show on portrait.

QUESTION

This jot is no poem just some answers and insight for the world. I’m going to address the questions I’ve received from those who read the things that I write. Questions like, “Are you okay? Why do you want people to know what you think? I think you are trying to find yourself.” and a host of other questions that make me perceive the person’s motives as uncertain because they have no clue whether or not I am borderline insane or crazy. But rest at ease…for me to be this deep it scares the average person and they can only label me as insane or needing help. My response: “Don’t read my words to figure out my soul and who I am. I am only I am."

ANSWER

People experience multiple emotions over the course of the day. I truly believe we have emotions that the English language has no word to yet express it.

I write what is in the atmosphere. I write what comes into my space. I build on the emotions that are in the universe. Every jot I write, builds from something my senses catch a hold to that break into my subconscious giving my conscious the drive to sit still and capture. When I first started this blog I said, “I listen and He writes.”

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Waking up

You ever wake up to the sound of the wind blowing away the dew of the grass? Ever just sit up in bed, gaze out the window just looking at the sweet milky blue scene painted over the houses as the earth turns toward the sun?

It’s one of the most relaxing calms that spare emotions and nothingness matters except the trancelike state you enter as your mind drifts and the blankets and pillows on the bed are the most comfy.

And if you lay there for just a few minutes while the morning breeze graces through the room from the open window, instead of dreading the tasks of the day just relax and be thankful. You had the opportunity to open your eyes and see the light of the day, to feel the warmth of blankets and a gentle breeze, to hear the wind sweep the Earth and rustle nature, to smell the sweet crispness of morning air, and the anticipation to taste peppermint toothpaste and mouthwash. :-)

Sometimes, it is enough to just wake up.

Because it affirms there is purpose in your life.

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LEARN FROM THE AGES

(inspired on a night trail)
Out looking for owls
Who’d have thought wisdom prowled at night?
Out where the wise flock
It’s only monumental occasion
Where ideas grow with moonlight shining into the ravine
Eyes glow as the reflection of the moon
Burning ideas through to the mind
For creation grows amongst the owls
Often never seen but clearly heard
The cry of the shrewd
Mixed amidst pullets
For let us not only engulf our prey
In return to dissect their remains
But let us analyze the formation of creation
While with the owls of prudence sit ever perched



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