Max The Girl

Well Being

I have stopped hovering near the kettle
Perhaps patience is warming up to me
To travel through a mind and memories
The pursuit of liberty is riddled with bondage 
The pursuit of happiness is digested with enough tears to fill a 
Well.

Remote

The sun rose with a visual arts display of oranges and yellows

Like a million glow sticks joined forces above a city

This color crept over in a curious manner toward the grey expressions of smoke billowing Out of the local buildings

In a futile offer to communicate.

It reminded me of the dog barking at the small car taking turns all over the lawn.

The small car that was controlled by an adult human holding a

Remote.

This found me on page 23 of a Yeats poetry book in a gorgeous small book shop in Dublin.

The Likes of Us

we are gypsies of this world

white and gold

majesty

utterly bound by the freedom

to roam and seek plains, complexities

we are gypsies of this world

on the rise and fall of the current

so the past and future can greet themselves

an age old love story

we are gypsies of this world

Movement.

We’ve tossed my heart into the deep end
I thought I’d been here before
But it was only my big toe
Dreaming, flirting with full immersion
I’m burning in the heat of your flame
Yet nothing stops me getting closer
Excruciating.
Breaking the surface of this new realm
I tread and tread and hold my head high
Barely breathing
You’ve moved me

Found tucked in between two pages of a book.

…

These moments now Bleeding into those They run Tears down my face Of joy Of gratitude And the wind whirls Winding up the time Only to set it free In Blessing.

Greed

Consumerism attacks my psyche

Waste fucks my Consciousness

I make Love to Earth

As they fill more and more land with their destructive creations

I traded depression for psychotic clarity.

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Court

If hate is negative. If that is the assumption. Then if we hate something, even if it is negative, we are creating more hate. More negative. If love is positive. If that is the assumption. Then if we love something, even if it is negative, we are creating more love. And love will conquer hate. And either of this, or because of it, we can be positive.

“

—	Written word whilst (in) Grounded.

Dear Sister.

You came back to visit, certain of where you will live.

I came back from a visit, uncertain of everything.

You are in the shower washing this country off.

I am letting the dirt build up in mourning.

You will fly off with faith.

I will remain.

Alone.

oh feelings

i sit and watch acted lives
instead of acting mine
tears can well up and fall
from make believe
but life
real life
takes breath away
i cannot breathe.

What scares me most in this world is people who form uneducated decisions and opinions based on religion or some other force external to their own heart and mind.

“

—	Um #2 for tonight.

They that are too far beyond the reach of human consciousness
You bring back here with such eloquent articulation
Your voice in written word
Our eyes fight to grasp

“

—

for Court

Paradoxes dance in Unison.

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