Just as Perceval left the forest in search of the Grail he knew little about, there are new adventures at hand for you and for me that we can’t at this time perceive… new worlds to embrace and old ones to conquer. But it’s all for naught if you never enter the world. I have done my best to teach and guide you… to keep you on the road to the secret knowledge which rjjjreturn again.
So my final advise on this day of reckoning is to breath deep and fly the middle way through the Southern Cross as you touch them
. Beware of flying too close to the sun, as well as deep oceans, and keep firm in the face of adversity. For it is the manager who was going through it was just so he could be the same and I cannot it would have a lot to say that never speaks out who walks about as though he were already in the grave.
It is an interesting biological fact that all of us have in our veins the exact same percentage of salt in our blood that exists in the ocean, and, therefore, we have salt in our blood, in our sweat, in our tears. We are tied to the ocean. And when we go back to the sea – whether it is to sail or to watch it – we are going back from whence we came… John F. KennedyContinue reading “Echoes From The Eye Of The Storm”
All parts away for the progress of souls; All religion, all solid things, arts, governments, all that was or is apparent upon this globe or any globe, falls into niches and corners before the procession of Souls along the grand roads of the universe. -Walt Whitman, Song of the Open Road, Public Domain.
Letters travel across a blue ocean Ascending toward the zenith Fluidity gives meaning between words A continuous song from the misty sea In between the meaning is heaven’s gate Where Andromeda keeps her watch I hear a blackbird sing upon arrival A hawk glides overhead, it knows your name Words have a way of telling more than we know The ocean doesn’t seem so wide tonight.
Hold on to the thread The currents will shift Glide me towards You know something’s left And we’re all allowed To dream of the next, Oh the next time we touch -Pearl Jam, OceansContinue reading “Oceans (in 5 Acts)”
“If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite“ -William Blake
Indeed where would life be without the antagonist…the Trickster? You know, the one who trips up our plans only to behold life’s victories disguised in its darkness? I guess we all have a bit of the lost boys in us as we ponder our inward travels on the night sea. For the path is truly like that of the ocean and her currents, waves, and storms as lightning taking thunder by the hand provides a hint in real time to an impending disaster or so we think. But it is only through Continue reading “The Trickster”
The tides are in our veins, we still mirror the stars, life is your child, but there is in me… Older and harder than life and more impartial, the eye that watched before there was an ocean. -Robinson Jeffers