real sexuality

world. when he got out in the world, he sawsuffering, he felt it, and change began.he left behind what he had, and began his search…but what he searched for for so long was alreadythere… it always is!there is truly no inner and outer world, that isan illusion put forth by our conceptual minds…what is, is!he…

and intricate rhymes.mapping the grand designof passion unfolding.but now i’ve reached a placeof quietness, and simple words,raw honesty, and tiny flames…and i’m at peace with myself.i know that all war is wrong,that hunger and homelessnessare a scourge, the resultof our own actions.and i feel deeply the responsibilityto share in the sufferingof one and all.i dont…

in a bottomless well?must we wait on the wave,that’s long past due?will the candle then light itself?do trees remember leaves?does history have a face?is it then yours?

while gunpowder hangs from cobwebbed books,in which the pages of freedom are unnumbered.while justice faint as a wisp of smoke,curls just above the poor man’s reach.houses left empty except for ghosts,that have neither name nor memory.righteous indignation with pale white hands,that tremble as they pour the cup….ah, but the cup is cracked,and blood drips to…

just a little nearerthan the farthest shore.just a little deeperthan the surface….just a little darkerthan the dawn.just a little hotterthan the flame…just a little colderthan the stone.just a little morethan all you have…just a little lessthan all you want.just a little truerthan what you know.just a little harderthan what you’ve tried.just a little softerthan the…

history written on drawn faces.eyes that speak the languageof hunger, ears that feel,feet that find their way!we have long beena people lost in search,buying religious tokens,spreading political balm.we’ve lost the giftof understanding silence…we rattle like bonesin need of flesh!snowfall…stillness bridges the moment.face to face withlight and shadow…and the forever taste of blood,blood floating on tainted…