“You’re a bad, bad man
and you release the bright red
devil in me.”
Not so, that is so not so.
I have encouraged your spectral
range of being
to profess its true colors.
I have invited your canine teeth
to acquire caving skills as an artist.
I have asked the landscape of
the body,
your body, to undulate the
geologic column
through all of its eras and
epochs.
There are no religious overtones
a calling,
no polar icecaps of positioning
to be melted,
there is only the search for the
holy grail
that is never in one place,
generates light in its passage,
becomes an environment without
audience,
and never stops molecularly
dancing.
Your use of “bad bad” is like a
double negative!
Engorgement of spirit is all I
ask.
The trickledown will benefit
everyone
in your field charisma, even
unknowingly.
Friction-spark-ignition to light
is an event illusion.
On is always,
focus becomes presence,
flow is empty-fullness,
timelessness is evermore . . .
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