Only 09

I let the Summer Solstice pass on a quiet couch on the hill 

absorbing light;

It was as if that whole year could fit into that sky

all the moments since the last longest day when I was dancing and singing and

flailing around with my girl at the Telluride Bluegrass Festival, 

music swelling in our ears...

So filled with light it was, 

tonight

a gracefully gradual changing of seasons  

a yearning and a waning all in one great sky.

East West

Will never meet

Not in this sky

Not on the longest day

Not on this quiet night

Not tonight

I am surrounded by color

Brightening and fading

And I reflect on my life,

These times

When the Iranians are warring with each other

Innocent people are dying, again

The Iraqis still have no power or fuel at times

The Afghanis are angry

and want to know who to "get"

The Crips the Bloods

are all hating each

still

My grandma’s eyesight is nearly gone

My friend loses her father

I have a new lover

I am missing some friends

And my dog

To be completely honest

I am not where I have been

On this longest day for so many years past

I am on a different hill

with the lyrical sound of silence this time

and

This day finally fades.

I have seen all this light.

It did not go unnoticed.

It went with pink and purple and yellow and orange and brilliance smeared together like nothing,

like no one,

I have seen.

It was quite a show tonight, 

a quiet show.

It is the mood I’m in

for looking in

sitting still

reflecting and resetting...

There is no time to waste

I know

The days are getting shorter again.

Nice to Meet You

Last time I was here was May 27, 2008

that is a long time ago

since then I've changed

my life,

of course,

people i will love were born

people i did love died

I left

many things 

behind

and gained

more

in experience than

any one year should really give

to one.

Now I know what it's like

to do something

I've never done before

something I was afraid of

then to stop doing that

and do something else

that

I was afraid of.

I was.

I am.

Life is about conquering fears

taking

chances

keeping your eyes open when they automatically shut.

You have to See this.

You have to Feel this.

You have to Smell it and Taste it

to know it.

And I know her

I know him.

But, more importantly,

more accurately,

more lovingly,

now,

I know me.

How sweet that is...

so you want to be a writer?

so you want to be a writer?
by Charles Bukowski

if it doesn't come bursting out of you

in spite of everything,

don't do it.

unless it comes unasked out of your

heart and your mind and your mouth

and your gut,

don't do it.

if you have to sit for hours

staring at your computer screen

or hunched over your

typewriter

searching for words,

don't do it.

if you're doing it for money or

fame,

don't do it.

if you're doing it because you want

women in your bed,

don't do it.

if you have to sit there and

rewrite it again and again,

don't do it.

if it's hard work just thinking about doing it,

don't do it.

if you're trying to write like somebody

else,

forget about it.





if you have to wait for it to roar out of

you,

then wait patiently.

if it never does roar out of you,

do something else.



if you first have to read it to your wife

or your girlfriend or your boyfriend

or your parents or to anybody at all,

you're not ready.



don't be like so many writers,

don't be like so many thousands of

people who call themselves writers,

don't be dull and boring and

pretentious, don't be consumed with self-

love.

the libraries of the world have

yawned themselves to

sleep

over your kind.

don't add to that.

don't do it.

unless it comes out of

your soul like a rocket,

unless being still would

drive you to madness or

suicide or murder,

don't do it.

unless the sun inside you is

burning your gut,

don't do it.



when it is truly time,

and if you have been chosen,

it will do it by

itself and it will keep on doing it

until you die or it dies in you.



there is no other way.

Has to stop

Published on Monday, September 26, 2005 by the Aspen Times (Colorado)

'It Just Has to Stop' Valley residents join massive anti-war protest in D.C.

by Gina Guarascio

WASHINGTON - In a movement that is increasingly angry and insistent, an estimated 250,000 people gathered here over the weekend to protest the war in Iraq. About 80 Coloradans, including at least two from the Roaring Fork Valley, were in D.C. as part of the Peace and Justice Festival and Operation Ceasefire concerts. ANSWER and United for Peace and Justice, two of the nation's largest peace coalitions, organized the event. "It just seems like with all the people we are killing in Iraq, it just has to stop, and people need to get out of their comfort zone, make a little effort and stand up for what they believe in," said Missouri Heights resident Cathleen Krahe. "Washington is really the heart of the nation, where all the major decisions are made, so I felt this is the place to come and make a statement." Today, about 1,000 people from all over the nation, including Krahe and Ann McCloud of Basalt, plan to meet with members of Congress as part of a day of lobbying and peaceful resistance. "I doubt I'll get arrested," said McCloud, who is more than 60 years old. "I'm a little nervous about it." She described herself as a generally shy person but willing to speak out when it's important. "I'm going to gather my courage and say what I can about my opinion and the opinion of my friends," McCloud said. Many of her friends "are older women like myself and may have supported the war at some time, but now see it as a quagmire." Almost every ethnic or political group was represented at the rally, which marched to the White House. Palestinians, blacks, Hispanics, lesbians, Haitians, Iranians, students, the elderly, war veterans and others who defied categorization clogged the streets of the capital. It was the first major protest to make it to the White House in nearly 10 years. "This is best use I can make of this uniform," said Telluride resident Phil Miller, wearing his World War II uniform and standing out as one of the older protesters. "If you've seen the horrors of war on the front lines, starving civilians, bombed-out homes, you can't be for war," said Miller, who with his wife, has been to 10 protests since the war . "Thank you," said a woman who stopped to take his picture. "My father was in [World War II], and he wouldn't have supported this war." Protester Cindy Sheehan, who some say has jump-started the anti-war movement by protesting outside President Bush's ranch in Texas, was on hand with hundreds of others whose family members were killed or wounded in Iraq. She screamed to the crowd, "Bring them home now!" Sheehan lost her son, Casey, in Iraq. "We mean business, George Bush. We're going to Congress and were going to ask them, how many more of other people's children are you willing to sacrifice for the lies?" Sheehan said. "We're going to say shame on you. Shame on you for giving Bush the authority to invade Iraq. Not one person should have died for that, not one more person should die." Jessie Tischler used to live in Durango and showed up to the protest with his mother from Baltimore. "We've always been a really active family," he said. Steve Sach from Boston was flanked by his parents, Joseph and Phillis, who used to take him along to protests when he was a child. The Keeley family from the Washington, D.C., area represented four generations of anti-war protesters. Hannah Pahl, 10, was the "E" in a group of five peace potatoes from the Idaho Peace Coalition. Her mom, the coalition's founder, was the "P." Three of the spuds, "A," "C" and another "E," were missing, reportedly stuck on the Metro. "I've been to lots of protests," Hannah said. This was her first protest for 11-year-old Marina Black from Telluride, and it was part of her homeschooling. "We believe in life experience for education," her mother, Carol, said. "My dad was here for a protest with his parents a long time ago, and he told me he got tear-gassed when he was 12," Marina said. The protest in Washington was the largest in coordinated anti-war demonstrations across the United States, Europe, Asia and the Middle East. "Does anybody believe they are liberating the Iraqi people?" asked a woman named Zorea from Iranians for Peace. "They turned a secular country into an Islamic country, ending up in civil war. I feel for the American families that have to send their children to this immoral war." Ken Hofgesang from Orange County, N.Y., served three combat tours in the Middle East. He said he used to be a staunch Republican. "There's only so much bullshit I can take," Hofgesang said. He recently helped bury a good friend who was killed in Iraq. "I have a real aversion to seeing 19-year-old kids coming home in body bags." As the disaster along the Gulf Coast overshadowed the rally, Hurricane Katrina victims joined anti-war demonstrators with slogans that included, "Make levees, not war." Bush didn't come out on the South Lawn and listen to the voice of what a USA Today/CNN poll called the majority of Americans who want U.S. forces to withdraw from Iraq. Organizers of the rally urged protesters to stay the course. "We stopped the Vietnam War, and we can stop this war!" one said. Copyright 2005 Aspen Times

Colorful Mind

Play for me
Sing from your Soul
all your desires, the Truth within you
the controversy of heart and mind -

fueled
only
by

breath


Life. Death.
Nothing.
Never enough... something

Chance encounters, a shared space
an open mind
an eager heart
the vast unknown, which is
The Void.

I am everything.
I am nothing.

Born from infinity - no beginning, no end.
A circle.
Touch the corners with curiosity
(never cease, there are NO corners)
Touch the void with creativity, imagination, connection, knowledge.
Living. Grabbing. PULLing, PUSHING, FORCING...

Breathe

Relenting.
Relentless.

Always seeking:
the calm...
then the fire
the Self,
then everyone else...


Play for me - find your depth
in this,
the journey.
In this,
the life

the mystical manifestation of

Who
You
Are

The Crazy Ones

"Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The trouble-makers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules, and they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the huma race forward. And while some may see them as crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones that do."

Roll the Dice

Roll the Dice
by Charles Bukowski

if you’re going to try,
go all theway.
otherwise,
don’t even start.
if you’re going to try,
go all the way.
this could mean losing girlfriends,wives, relatives, jobs
and
maybe your mind.
go all the way.
it could mean not eating for 3 or4 days.
it could mean freezing on a park bench.
it could mean jail,
it could mean derision,
mockery,
isolation.
isolation is the gift,
all the others are a test of your endurance,
of how much you really want to do it.
and you’ll do it
despite rejection and the worst odds
and it will be better than anything else you can imagine.
if you’re going to try, go all the way.
there is no other feeling like that.
you will be alone with the godsand the nights will flame with fire.
do it,
do it,
do it.
do it.
all the way
all the way.
you will ride life straight to perfect laughter,
it’s the only good fight there is.


Thanks Charles,
GG