the Psalms of Daniel

So, old friend my constant shadow You seek to remain unknown 33 years after the fact I was about to unleash your words to me and once more you erased them 'Tis was for me and me alone? Why then remind me so regularly As if you think I can ever forget Now I will give your name and retreat why do you wish to remain unknown Old one? Sign in to see full entry.

Words come so easy to me I sometimes have to bite them in half as they leap of my tongue before they become bullets that wound Sign in to see full entry.

At first flight from Arden we braced ourselves against the fire swallowing the fermented ideas of those filled with desire digesting and transforming the fire of desire to our will to acquire leaving behind us a trail of mire out of which the lotus sprang in splendor to become exalted, yet betrayed today as many dimly reflect the eightfold way and more bow down and go astray with only one or two left to fray the advancing avalanche of reckless mental abberations with a multitude of useless... Sign in to see full entry.

Spirit that finds us and in love and understanding bind us were shall I go? what should I say or show? Me of many words and few actions how shall I bring together the designated factions? What a motley crew I would acrew I have to trust and keep on writing I must to see this to it's end for what you me here sent Sign in to see full entry.

I wanted to say Go girl, go! but, my position restrains me I've seen the ugly face of fascism and the ugly face of democracy I've seen the dark side of creation and the dark side of denial I've seen the wonder in childrens' eyes and the desperation in chaos I've felt the bliss of absorption and the depression of separation Now I watch the games people play and I pray for the way out to fields of playfulness and beauty all around Sign in to see full entry.

The salty sea of remembrance buried in my child's heart long ago overflows in an embrace of open spaces filled with long forgotten views I stagger into this day of celebration Forty and one years ago today I took my first breath of winters cold Free State air and now I plummet backwards into stories never told lined faces staring with otherworldly piercing eyes the old ones in my blood rise to the occasion and I almost hear my grandpa, Johannes, say: Israel is trekking around the mountain hey? Sign in to see full entry.

What greater cloth could the Creator weave to show Itself to you and me than this here endless Universe around Yet our feeble selves cling to the cloth and deny The Clothed while forever trying to determine it's fabric Let it go and penetrate the veil to know what It is behind the forms even so in you and me Sign in to see full entry.

Throughout the ages in the presence of man this same old song has been sung through myriads of forms by the Always Aware of being present and of Being known as Being present when someday this form present here will dissolve back into it's Maker the same old song will be sung by other forms quickened into being present by the very same Ever Present Awareness become aware of It's presence now Sign in to see full entry.

Hold on to your Spirit for you will be tested beyond measure Keep your heart set for they will attempt to bribe you with pleasure Let not your feet falter or your hands reach out to worldly treasure be you holy until the very end for no other reason have you been sent Sign in to see full entry.

Some are not born to fade lying forever in the shade all accomplished in that grade Back to beginnings we wade and join the disgruntled parade were pacts and promises are made before the light forever fade Sign in to see full entry.