...running for a thrill... hoping it will land me in tibet on friday and thailand on sunday... i hear that there is no end to the beaches there and the expats have cultivated 24 hours in a way new york claims with its chest beating trumps of all colors...
... after the 6th day, on the 7th, in between flights to tokyo, i am forced to wonder about the disappearances... what happened to everyone around me... everyone i was best friends with just a day ago... drinking coconut water, smoking hashish, yoga-ing with... and a week into being in kabul 1970, before the u.s and soviet invasion, before the rise of the masses against the corrupt and u.s puppet regime that facilitated a similar night life party scene as it did in cuba under batista, not only was havana a station for military operations but a haven for red light districts and night life for our boys... i'd forgotten that there was a group of people i stayed up till 3am with every night... in the face of new friends new tunes, new love interest...
...a swivel door... some people don't know how to stop their twenties... their twenties meaning their american twenties... meaning doing whatever, having fun, living carefree... some of us feel the knot tied to our throat... lest we forget that we are here for a brief moment... when we go too far... someOne is looking out for us... ensuring that the senses are available for us to go deeper to deepen this Spirit... this journey... to Connect... in the name of ALLAH...
...ALLAH, nor jesus, nor the prophet muhammad, nor buddha, nor krsna, nor moses need to hear their name repeated... need for us to let them know we said their names 108 times and paused before our meal to say this...
...but somehow we do... somehow i need you to say my name and say how great i am so i could bow out and say no no no i'm no one really, except when you don't say it, except when you never mention me, never credit me, never give me love, etc etc... then the beastly ego 666's and beats his chest and makes claims and boasts and makes himself look even more stupid because he has given into a false reality, has fell for the oldest trick in the book - the True test of ego...
...we are in the midst of it when we are fired, reprimanded, overlooked, appropriated, not credited, screamed at, cheated, not looked at, not acknowledged, etc., etc. ... the True test is when we can face the beast that breathes inside and withdraw all food/sugars etc., from him...
...Love is when you do and are prostrate to the Work, without Seeking approval... with embrace of what is... doing cause the Work needs doing... moving from Work and not from thrill... Being in Collaboration with angels and djinn that are Reaching... with dolphins and elephants, crows and pigeons and eagles...
...in the name of ALLAH... you Know what to do...
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