That thing that happens
Every place I ever went becomes
Tattoos on my flesh
On my mind
Hard to stay present
I’m
Floating
In a vision the includes past present and future
Escaping the fancy coffee house for a smoke
Leaning against the wall
Street noise
Motorinos
Traditional and modern indigenous peoples
We are all the same
But no
One is seeing what I see
It’s lovely
And sometimes sneaky
Forcing realization
Integration
Of the broken
And the healing
So many layers of color
Scents to bring me back
But I can’t talk
I
Utter “ uh huhs”
Praying for a safe place to feel
The gift that keeps on giving
The last day in equador
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The last day in equador
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
Re: The last day in equador
all these sensations
reminders you are Alive....
reminders you are Alive....
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
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Re: The last day in equador
a full sensual experience. and i'm there with you, (as much as i can be)
Re: The last day in equador
Life as tattooed in memory. Interesting thought...
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