Moonstream Stray Dream Nest

Moonstream Stray Dream Nest

Moonshine madness, Werewolf pain and frenzy, Bitter Desire come Rage

Compelling momentum of transformation

Outlaw wanderers of wastelands, avenger scavengers

The dog warns man and the dog warms man

Moon dog woman

She and her dog follow the moon o’er the horizon

Ocean dances for moon and moon dances for ocean,

A mirror surface reflecting moon, and ocean

Subtle body world of dreams and fantasy

Dreams of water drench the pallet

Drum trance close in to the fire as world turns to winterdark

The waves of heat distort distant trees unseen before

Smoke unfurls endlessly in the wind

The cold rain and wind contrast with the hot fire in elixir of sharp points

Fresh oakfall alights and sizzles

The hot red coals and the distant red sunset share perfect match of hue

As they are one, how can they not know one another?
They are one as well with tomorrow's full moonrise horizon glow

Fuel of earth comes and goes and we prepare to yoke the sun and wind and water

We will change, the world will change

Like stones in a stream or leaves in the wind we will land somewhere for a time

Homage to the three-legged spectre: model, recipe, and helpers

Find the cure for sure for sure or laugh and see the meaning of medicine

Tend to duty tend to friend and bend and bend and bend

Now how to summon the best to the crest to manifest the mighty MEST

Brisk is the night air, Ice longs to sparkle

Cold is the way now, familiar transitions appear

Unfamiliar ones loom on various horizons

Offer fear to fearlessness and be awake

Comfort, we can only bask in it for so long

Such is the Suffering of Change

Discomfort, our agony will only last a while

Such is the Joy of Change

We are creatures of adjustment

All worldly pleasure gives way to pain

All pain is temporary

I wander, lost in the midst and worshipping flow and body incantation

We pretend away filth and hide fears and perpetuate lies

This is our habitual sociality, our customs of pretense

We endeavor to show our best face and hide the rest

May all sentient beings be happy

oh, and Fuck You as well.

Enter the Shades

Enter the Shades

As noumen retreats from the land to cozier haunts of underworld dens

And the ginger-haired oaks brush the horizon

Gates of change creak ajar as bids the wheel of time

Wand’ring spirits and the elven dead tread among us

Smile and dance in revelry and memory

Zombie army of Woden soon enough to cut the icy sky in mad hunt gales

Rudra the Howler and his team of the fierce winds dance untamed

The old and wrinkly Callieach cackles in the delight of vengeance

‘Tis the time of cloaks

As the world veils itself in darkness

The dead and darkness rise

The power of dusk embraces all in its path

Perched on points of contrast we see the nature of transition

Creatures abandon their bodies, their shells

Hearth fires summon summer’s flowing flowering moisture

   leaving yesterday crispy and lifeless

Ah the quiet. The peace of solitude

We all haunt our bodies then leave them to be heaps of stench and dust

Memories and songs glow like stars for a while then dim

Awake we sense, asleep we dream, in dreamless rest we forget time

Aware we dwell in the continuum of the unborn undead

Candlelight and shadows converse in flickering dances

Poets paint petty pictures of thought-shadows

Form gives way to substancelessness

The far sky and the far hidden earth converse through the trees

Look! There are stars in the Well!

Reflections of Reflections of Reflections confound an ungraspable reality

Sleep beckons and so perhaps our fates would mingle in dreams

In any case we all wear our cloaks of illusion but only some of us accept them as such

Good night ye night birds

Wanton Sunset

Wanton Sunset

Sunday sunset soft and silent, the air is brisk and still

Crescent moon alights as the flame leaps from the sun

The geese do honk a symphony and swirl in arcs with skill

The ever curious twilight hints of dreams and memories done

Oh life, what are you? And why do we fall in your chasms?

’Tis rare to impart knowledge to oneself, let alone companions

While alone and together we conspire and scheme to chase phantasms

While lonely colors mix with dusk as in mourning faded champions

We have all come for a visit, guests of earth for a time to dwell

Tomorrow is unknown, what it will be and whether it will come

For here in man’s realm is an elixir mixture of heaven and hell

For this is our vista vast and varied, rich in texture is our palatial slum

We and the world share elements and space and the beauty of moments ne’er fades

We and the world together and apart in body and mind and brain

The world devours us in gravity and atmosphere and in the mind’s mad cascades

While we long for peace and comfort and merely to be sane

To clarify and illuminate is to see and to know, yet peace lies beyond

Paths to happiness are strewn with hapless corpses and endless detours of delusion

With dormant seeds and hidden jewels through remembrance we bond

Then as our storms restless settle we can offer the hook and the friendly hand of inclusion

As we wonder and wish and prance and pout and shake our drunken fists

It has come to possess us this house of familiar custom comfort and view

Yet within and below is the warm and gentle glow of the moment’s soft mists

   which embrace and caress us always in a continuous homogenous brew

For you see there is no me and there is no you so all we do is imagine

Life is a moment and death is a moment fundamentally the same

And knowledge is illusion for we are presented to each coming moment a virgin

Rest in this through day and night I tell myself, for this beast cornered is hard to tame

May appearance and reality merge harmonious

Cleansing Matrix of Black

Cleansing Matrix of Black

Blot Moon Begins

So many children starve

Swathes of rainforest lost

We turn within covering our fragile faces with fur

Hekate yawns

Thresholds are still and quiet

The cricket song has faded

Baba Yaga roams with skull glow on night stroll patrol

Death beckons in the fields

Slain grain pageantry abounds

Dark moon mages wonder at next sun year’s moon work

Day and night confound one another in new contrast

The cold and the dark wax as the heat and the light wane

Illusions of good and evil pale in comparison

The moon has learned to dance, Always watching us with one face

Numbed ones seek shelter in holidays and familiar traditions

We bail the floodwaters of addiction plagues

Falling and rising, Clearing and veiling

Our day and night confound one another as well

Omens were derived from the sky by star priests who discovered science

Choices and gods floated and swam in the soups of mystery

Death and blood lived nearby

But demons are better fed than neglected

The food of attention nourishes the symbolic that sprouts from the ground of mystery

The darkness of the unknown is untainted with the illusory light of certainty

Thought is our Nemesis

We spread our mental tentacles into the fantasies of future and past

Searching for places to frolic and rest

Meanwhile pristine moments pass neglected

Unbounded presence knows the subtle wisdom lights of darkness

Our belief in Time deceives us

The weight of food and the habit of belief have solidified our seeming positions

But we philosophers must delve further in

Let us watch,

Watch what comes

And watch to not follow so that we can truly watch what comes

We watch us watch what comes so we can continue to watch

Then perhaps we will come to know or not know, for words fade beyond the gate

Dwell in the Nature of Mind

Dwell in the Nature of Mind

Buddha enslaves us

Buddha is Mind

Mind is Buddha

Look at Mind with Mind

But how can Mind look at Mind?

We follow Mind, We follow Time

Mind defines Time

We remember, We plan

We hide from Now that is in between and undefined

We adopt illusion in order to survive

Then illusion adopts us and we are subjects of the unreal

We are prisoners of past and future and all that arises from them

Rest in gaps of No Thought

Buddha is No Mind

No Mind is Buddha

Little Mind dissolves into Big Mind

Big Mind is No Mind

Buddha liberates us

Eureka! My Fellow Man You Reek

Eureka! My Fellow Man You Reek

Your confidence reeks of fear

Your pride reeks of insecurity

Your state of knowledge reeks of laziness

Your endorsements reek of gullibility

Your boycotts reek of superstition

Your comments reek of a closed mind

Your pastimes reek of the dregs of past time

Your habits reek of old castoff pastimes

Your schemes reek of cruel joke crapulence

Your positions reek of undeserved thrones

Your unfairness and bullying reek of dishonor

Your presence reeks of more of the same

Go Away oh Man of No depth

Sprout along my path no more

‘Tis you not me who weakens the herd

Your destiny is played out

The Old World is gone The New World is firmly here

Be apart of it on nature’s terms or die off

For this is merely biology of the mind

Moon Chalice Elixir

Moon Chalice Elixir

Moon Chalice Elixir

Moon Chalice Elixir

Palace of Golden Egg Heart Sun Womb Hearth

Moonglow of the nakeding of Autumn

Adorned with rings and rays and exquisite cloud garments

I ride in the approaching encroaching night wondering if what I see, hear, and feel is real

‘Tis the time of shadows and winds working and weaving their way within
'Tis the time of dancing leaves,
corpses of the fresh summer gone, playfully haunt the gates to 
   the desolate barren grey and brown of snowy silence 

We long for the comforts of full bellies and blankets and story buzz

Prince and Princess in union fill the dusk sea above the hill as mist paints the valley floor

This union is a gate, a gate-tree worm hole to anywhere

Their wane will witness the fates of the fallen,

The fallen gems that once rested in the green peace of summer

This wheel will take us to the tree, the gate, the cup, where the red and white unite

Silvery watery clear crystal rays

These are the waves of the unknown sea that calls us ever one by one
These are the subtle matter of light elves and the shimmer of bodies of light 

Perhaps our fierce gaze of attention can see it coming and be aware of the journey

Planes once only imagined become possible amidst our confusion and expectation

How well then will have fear and hope served us?

They cloud our kindness chance as thick veils

Better to wear untargeted the thin flowing garments of awakened friendliness

To stand cheerfully aware at the bow of the ship ready to aid the unfortunate blind

Dawn and dusk hide the stars

The Moon Lord ever in union with the Lady of Light

They dwell here alone in the Sky of Dawn and Dusk

Only later come their children the stars

Lotus Muck feeds the food of the gods

Moon Glow extracts the essence

And swoon and stumble even the gods in their immortal attitudes

The Middle Way is neutral and without affiliation.

Balance without partiality and preference

Only Love has Meaning

All else is the confusion of chasing the happiness we strangely crave

Writhing serpent dance of ecstasy stretches o’er the heavens adorning the center of night

Tossing and turning to and fro in pain and joy are we

Ever waxing and waning between wanting and not-wanting

Our Nemesis, our Goddess of Change, Painful Justice, Our Maat of Truth

She longs to embrace us and break us,

   of our bonds of habit-fear and habit-hope, of yes and no, of attraction and repulsion

Whatever happens happens