Kutumi

I'd like to meet:

Who I'd like to meet: "There is an almost sensual longing for communion with others who have a larger vision. The immense fulfillment of the friendships between those engaged in furthering the evolution of consciousness has a quality almost impossible to describe." - Pierre Teilhard de Chardin ...................Fun loving mature people willing to "Ride the Crest of A Wave" feel and express their emotion and loves to laugh ...a great conversationalist (hate small talk, love substance) ... my inspiration...Someone who can transcend this time and space with me...knows that is it through the imagination...knows that Science has only scratched the surface of Alchemy....and ready and willing to create our own reality...Knows a good thing when they see and can run off with me to a foreign country at a drop of a hat...I love to TRAVEL! Chess partners (especially chess) absolutely love the game with a cup of Earl Grey or a hazelnut latte (I can play for hours). Someone who can sit in silence with me ...Gees...there are too may authors to mention...the latest would be Peter Novak, Carlos Castenada, Don Juan, Ken Wilbur, Patrick Tilley, Terrence McKenna... Above all though would be Musician and Humanitarian: John Lennon and Illusionist: David Copperfield (again), Visionaries: Sir Francis Bacon, Michio Kaku, Yoko Ono, Balinas,...The Moody Blues...

I
hear the
owl asking a
question. I want to
roll this around, and my
mind wants to speak. My body
is content with the knowledge. I can
hear the tenderness in your voice and the
feeling is dawning. Coursing through my veins a sweet
electrical joy. I smile at the possibility. Holding. Knowing this
magic silence together unspoken at this moment is healing my heart.

Who?

I
am the
one that allowed
the darkened angel to
stand between us called fear.
The fear of my wholeness in duality.
Calling me by being refine, passive, and
creating a mirror to see the love I AM.
Knowing yourself so well, and holding the pattern steady.

Love.

Five
months to
the day counting
Twenty-two hours to learn
I'm ready to jump now.
The archetypes have done their job.
Unbeknownst by the keepers of these spirits.
I honor the bodies for the ability
to hold the muse. Now I
have fused the two into
one to be manifested
in another. Whole!
Oh baby!
JUMP!

My
dream comes ...
true the mystycal
Muse has jumped again...
the Forerunner did his job.
Now He is in search for...........
a body that can hold him indefinitely.
Open, Patience, no religious dogma, agenda, ego....
the balance of wood, water, fire and air...........................
To express / combine the message of love with earth..........
To my muse... my mystical, magical, musical, muse... to the one who leads me into my next adventure... I dream, I paint, I await your next appearance. I look for you in everyone one I meet....for I know you are there, somewhere... And thank you for all those times that you sought me out... I hear your call, you lead my body...to make me aware of your presence... I've seen you fly from a Magician to Schitzophrenic, From that secret love (Lion) from so many years ago to the bass player I married. From a Buddhist traveler/poet from South Africa to a Comic from Chicago. From the (Amazing) Cannabis Kid from everywhere (you get around) to the rich playboy from England. A Spiritual wanderer from Belguim to Camera man from New York. From a lawyer from Austria to a poet from Nashville.... to a trombone player who could really blow that horn to a beautiful young man from Jerusalem. ? (who could not even speak English) And who needed the words anyway...for my muse recognized me. For I never know where or when you will light... now you stand in front of me ... an equal an opposite reflection sharing with me the emotion. This heart connection. When I do see/feel your presence... there is nothing that can contain me...even the word love is not large enough to hold my feelings. So I write this poem to that which goes from body to body.... and thank my lucky stars that I can still see you when you appear... and I write, and I paint, I dance, and I create, and I pray that I will be the same to you.Praying that you will see me...for I won't chase the muse...for I know you must light of your own free will...you always have..again and again and again.Praying you will stay with me for a while, and the body you have chosen this time can house your tremendous spirit. To teach me to love myself....Ah... the lesson learned... But to see you again.... is still my dream... I love to be reminded... that you live inside of me...