I walk briskly at first.

I shuffle sacred boulders between each foot.

I teeter at the edge of humanity.

I’m perched on the lips of this cup

Brimming over with exquisite insanity

This wonderful world miraculous mathematical equation

and all the earth’s treasures scattered before me

I skirt precpices , one side to the other

a crcle game aornd this tismuminuss world

we call the ring of fire

I jump high, I  rise, I sail, I soar

up & over, south   west,

then down into the east

up & over then under back,

over & over  over agans

under and up and over again,

It’s such great fun, I’ll do it again,

Jump, I jump, I take a high dive,

I sky dive into the heart of this miraclos world

I am a skimming stone on a great pond

we call the ring of fire.


I grew up in the cracks of skyscrapers. I learned to run before I could walk. I’ve seen the world in flames. I’ve heard my Mother’s sobbing. I know your pain because I am an old man dying. I am the newborn’s breath. I am a tree standing tall and proud and … I am here to say it is more than fun or games or unbearable pain. It is joy and laughter. It’s the look of love and  …  I am a young bird singing. I am its Mother weeping. I am the sun & I’m laughing all the way each & every perfect day. It is hard to believe but it has been perfect from the start … every day in every way… yes, perfect from the start.

I was born a prodigal son with tattoos plastered across my face. In a mysterious yet perfect Elizabethan script they said, “Dear Mother, I will recklessly forget your glory. I will scatter the riches you give me upon a sweet, naive & unsuspecting full moon. I will choose suffering before healing.  I will rip my soul to shreds. I will shine as bright as any star you have ever created. I will be folly before I flourish. I am your son. I am my mother’s son.” Don’t hurt me. Love me. Laugh with me. Smile with me. I will fulfill your plans for me because underneath the veil of chaos, my heart will never forget that whatever your will creates is divine & cannot be separated from its source. Whether I remember it or not, my soul knows everything. My soul is the beating of your heart at midday. You rejoice in my healed and fractured mind because you know I know you never make mistakes.

And so it was. And so it is. So you see? I said come and see and She saw … She did come & the entire cosmos did see that I was never unworthy of her love because it is her desire that all life should flower eternally with joy regardless the path her beloved children choose to take. Is it any wonder why I cry so hard? Is it any wonder why I laugh so loud? I am the wind that churns. I am a young bird weeping. I am the center of the hawk’s red eye and … it is hard to believe it’s been perfect from the start … yes … perfect from the start.

hawk ss



There is no way you can avoid this moon tonight.

Do you hear me?

There is no way you can avoid this moon tonight.

At this moment

It is framed by my giant regal avocado tree in bloom.

There is the face of Buddha in it.

That is very clear.

Or should I say, ‘He is very clear?”

There is a nucleus spinning rapidly.

There are lotus flowers morphing and diamonds too.

They are in the mix.

Another face but it is not human.

There is a new moon full tonight.

It is not like any moon ever before.

this moon


I am only human. My voice is powerful so I never shout. We share many of the same thoughts. We come from the same womb. The source of all our inspiration never cries but laughs a lot.
If you abort a child whose heart has begun to beat then that is murder. If you have not, do not worry or force your views for The Great Source of Our Belonging will see to a loving rectification. If you have then remember this: I have seen the light of forgiveness in the eyes of eternity & your story must be told. Your wisdom must find its home so speak your longing.
The Bible has sharp & angry claws yet still great & wonderful truths are alive & found everywhere across its pages. Stay aware of deception concealed with stunning craft. There are lies stitched into the timeless fabric of my clarion call to salvation. They are scattered seemingly without rhyme or reason by infiltrated wicked minds who hate love. There is nothing random or unintentional about these untruths. Do not allow the haters of this world to keep you from me.
Judas is my brother. He loves me very much as I do him. That Judas was a traitor is just one of many deceptions. In truth, he gave the ultimate sacrifice for me. Without him, our Father’s plan could have never come to be. Love Judas as you do me. Sift through the holy pages of The Word. Discard that which your heart says is untrue. I say, ‘listen to your heart’ for it is there I dwell forever. Everything I am is within you. Go there now. Ask if these words I speak are true or not. Feel if what I tell you resonates with the piercing sound of truth. Either way I am the light & I am the way.
Do not take it upon yourself to sit in judgment of your fellow man. A man takes the life of one man & then you punish him by taking his life. Who will punish you for that very same offense? Compassion makes me happy. Forgiveness gets me high.
Be happy. It is your birthright to know joy forever. When pain comes & come it shall, embrace it rather than run away. You will never be able to hide. So sharpen your courage.  Kiss the ground you walk on. Take the path your heart desires. Be kind & love life. This is my devout wish & hope & plan for you.
He smiled a smile of ecstasy as he turned towards the rose dusked sky & slowly walked away.