full moon september 2017

...all praise is due, all praise is always due, all praise was due last year and the year before and the day after today when i will be inside

...water under the sea, a million leagues into the oceans of the One-ness...

when i reunite, and today, during the drive, the one that took a thousand minutes, five to 9 hours, from 6 am onwards, wondering of time and fruitfulness, of how to tap into productivity, that on...

the run on, the one that never ends...


...today i never ended

...again

...and tomorrow, or tonight, later, next minute...

 i don't know about...there is something to be said about the wind as it falls at the edge of the earth flattended by the footsteps of gravity and the pull of the sun...

i made sense once, before i came here, to this destitution, the institutional nightmare that prescribes methanol as freedom and packages yoga into  a bead and a mat, today...

...today, as i reflect on the weight of this harvest moon, the fall seasons, the letting go, the letting go of being non-committal in all things, in holding on to patterns, of letting go of these patterns..i let go of that which is an impediment to mankind in the 2000's - me, the ego, the one that repeats the patterns of storylines that impact my cousins, keep them unemployed, keep them scraping, the one that keeps my parents incarcerated in economic rigamarole, the one...

...this month, this coming month, i let go of patterns of poverty, of conditional-ness, of the patterns that are behind this, the thought process behind this...perfection -the one day, when it's just right....

this month i let go of the perfectionism that keeps me in a state of hoarding onto the gifts that are not mine, but belong to the One-ness, the ones that i tuck into my waist like a stolen bar of gold and chocolate...

...this month, instead, in letting go of the perfectionsim of produciton, i embrace the vulnerability of output, because it has to be produced -the herbs, the letting go of books, and clothes and things, that i hold on to, because of a perfect moment of having an online store, a thrift shop,  a one day...

...let go an praise You in the letting forth...all praise...all hail...You...it's You...

...i see You and let go my guards, let go of the constructs that keep from expressing Love, giving, working...all praise is due...