...in the name of ALLAH... the Most Compassionate, the Most Merciful... the Guide, the Most Patient, the Inheritor of ALL...
...99...
...18...
...the # 9...
...all praise is due for the math... as taught through the seerdom of the prophet of peace, wisdom, knowledge... muhahammad ibn abdullah...
...so deep were his teachings that he refused kingship, status, political power, pictures of himself, worship of him... didn't charge a penny for this ancient program that people would pay tens of thousands if you don't call it islam...
...on this night... behind the candle, before a turmeric ginger latte, beside the bar of a cafe i frequent... empty in fasting... as prescribed by the prophet... every full moon... the day before and after... i write... without a boss... without employment to chain me to an image... to keep me cautious... to curb me for the ShahanShah... and instead i write without censorship... free palestine... free the land... free all political prisoners... free bobby sands, 30 years after his death as a martyr of irish revolution... free the move 9... now 7... after the slow murder of one in the beasts cages in p.a... and the liberation of another... after 40 years... all praise is due for the warriors... for geronimo... for chief sitting bull... for the prophet jesus... the prophet moses... the prophet muhammad... for the messengers subsequent and preceding them... for the khemtic scientists, the hindu vedantists... the arab numerologies astrologies philosophies... the ancient greek and nordic cosmoologies...
...for gautama... i lean back into the meditations you have taught... thank You... for the prophet of Surrendering to the Source of Peace (islam), i bow my head down while lifting my heart up due to your teachings... to patanjali and his yoga sutras... i vinyasa through stagnancy... due to the math you taught that i wear in my body...
...inshALLAH...
... i hear there are people looking for teachers... i've been asked... i've stayed dormant... in my practices... in commune... with You... and understand now is the time to share... to give... to offer... to exchange... to do what i can to bring glory to Glory...
...inshALLAH...
...this spring... new beginnings... greater and newer and less than and more than... and circumstance and humility... and you need a dictionary of cryptic saturnine language to decipher this code i speak in that dissipates in a screen and births a trillion semen to impregnate immaculate birth in you...
...this full moon i look up and reflect... yes... there were problems... yes i embraced them... but i noticed spiciness... i noticed resistance... i noticed a going back to doing too much... juggling... i noticed the to do check off list... i noticed that i wasn't going in... so not Really putting myself out...
...so this month... i embrace problem with honesty by asteya - not-stealing... being truthful... honest... seen or unseen... how it appears and how it can damage... i embrace... through being cards on the table...
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