Koko:

I know what a tang is. It is the sound a bow makes when it is being shot....."Tang!" like twang? Smile. In America, Tang is also the orange powder that one put in water...like orange juice.

I love the creak....creak....Creak, creak would be a great beginning for a ghost story.

Jan, the lady from the Netherlands

Creek creek an answer I seek.
Pushed the question through my head cheek to cheek.
Not one clue did I reap.




You got me koko?
SST

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Misplaced Manuscripts

Our lives sometimes seem like misplaces manuscripts
Pencil drawings of a soul sketched on our hearts
Seasons of love years of life plays with wrong parts
Behind don’t see me blind in front of eternal dealings
All acts in the wrong order lose their meanings
All characters reading the wrong lines
The sounds and colors of the hidden signs
The trick to slow the exploration of our minds
A great imagination, ideas written down as plan
The same plot lived through the ages of man
What seems a circle is in fact a spiral
Moving into another dimension atemporal
Responsible for where we will find ourselves
As eternal souls after a thousand suns have died
After all the experiences and all teachers lied
After a billion galaxies were swept away
All that is left are these misplaces manuscripts
Symbols and monuments to praise the process
That remind us of what we were long time ago
The proof that we indeed existed that we were here
Remembering, realizing there is indeed no frontier
Evolution through love, awake acting sincere
Choosing again and again to give meaning
Choosing again and again to forget
We live as children by choice always upset
We live in fear of truth, fear of unification
All that matters are the lost manuscripts found
In the mountains of knowledge and self gratification
As proof as textbooks for our souls to strengthen the chain
To come up with a better probability of life
To start all over again

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As You Wish

“Come live with me into the lowlands
We’ll be alone, our life will flourish, I swear
Unless you don’t like it up there in the mountains…”
“Your wish is my command, stop talking gibberish!”
One thing I’ll always says to her is “As you wish”

“Catch for me the stars of the night sky
We can then admire their beauty together
But only if you’re not scared of the darkness…”
“I’ll get you what you want even if I were to perish”
My answer to her is always the same “As you wish”

“Nice would be for me to have a flying horse
A royal breed for us to train and take care of
But only if you like to be around animals”
“I’ll run to find the fastest horse for you to nourish”
Every time three words are my reply “As you wish”

“Wouldn’t it be great to have a bigger house
Where we can dance in our own ballroom
Where we can have a hundred guests at once”
“Your words are my command don’t be so foolish”
Over the years a constant is my answer “As you wish”

“I want to spend all our money and help our friends
To make the world a better place to live with grace
That is if you don’t mind living simply in nature
“Don’t doubt my loyalty it’s bad luck so I say hush
I am your luck you are my life so as you wish”

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A Vision of Communion

Make me a promise I’ll learn to believe in today
Show me bright futures that lead to enlightenment
In a perfect dream world where love is here to stay
All good people are always free never frightened

A ray of sunlight, a breeze of air
In winter, autumn, a summer of love
I know it’s you always with you
Reaching to the stars above

Laugh inside there is no place to hide
I will come to you only with love
One day, one sunset, one warm night
After the storm walking alone again
The wind will always be my friend

In my the darkest night
I will rise up and I will find
A happy place a helping hand
With you aside no need to hide
We’re in the altar of pure love

You’ll always be the one
As you surely know you keep my youth
I am proud of what I’ve become
I’m like a child reaching for truth
Fully knowing you’re the One

In my dreams
I dream of you and me
In my life
I see you here with me
Together we will be
In love

With time the world will learn your name
Always in love we’ll play the game
In your altar of pure love
In the altar of pure love

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Love Beyond This Life

Caught in between complexities of lifetimes
Rising above anything that could destroy our love
The knowledge of the human soul’s signals
Keep us awaken to enjoy our love

You are my perfect energy pattern
In this life and in the ones before
While different still the same our role
Before my eyes I see you changing
Along the centuries along my side
Playing along

I’ve always known you are my soul mate
I’ve always known you are my light
Again with grace dancing upon lifetimes
With understanding in agreement with the self
This holiday of magic I will see you
Beyond the years beyond lived lifetimes

You keep on shining
You keep on smiling
With no disgrace

We keep on dancing
We keep on dreaming
Like in a trance I hear you now
Singing of heroes I hear you saying
Don’t be so foolish I’ll never leave you
You are the one

I see myself in future lifetimes
Trying so hard to reach my goal
With me aside you keep on shining
With you aside I free my soul

With any incarnation I am humble
I’ve seen it all I’m on my way
Nothing and nobody can shatter
The temple I have built
Alone around your soul

This lifetime though it seems that I have lost you
You are still nowhere to be found
Yet I still feel your divine presence
From the vibrations left behind

I don’t remember what really happened
And why I chose to live
This lifetime without you
Maybe before my dying hour
You’ll come to me saying
I love you

In any case I’ve reconciled
I will be waiting for you
In my next life time
Maybe some time off
Is what we really needed
To reaffirm our love
That’s been so strong

A lot of souls give helping hands when needed
And many try to wake you up
What no one tells you is that feeing
When you’re in love you see the truth
And nothing’s wrong
And nothing really matters
The union of two lost souls
From the beginning meant to be together
Have both indeed the perfect holly roles

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Vic, these are beautiful. Thank you for sharing them!

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Is there a worse Christmas song than "Christmas Shoes"?? I can even tolerate that Loggins tune about meeting his old lover in the frozen foods section when I realize this piece o' work is out there somewhere on a playlist, looming like a giant turd of doom.

Easy Listening Christmas Songs To Inflict Damage to Self By
a Haiku by Dantalion Rides Again:

Cheesy Christmas tunes
Play all day in the office
Fork for my eye please

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Time, why you punish Hootie?

that made my day.

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and he can't understand...
how everyone goes on breathing when true love ends.
his mother whispers quietly:
heaven's not a place that you go when you die
its that moment in life when you actually feel alive
so live for the moment now.

Shades of Legacy

The skies before time had a clear view
Forever started melting and we knew
Days come and gone we are all one
Scratched civilizations on stone

The shining of avatars at the peak
Imminent law change of the unique
Infinite translucent bridge of trust
Cold shade dissipating into dust

Temples reflecting races in the sky
Priests creating pages asking why
Arrows of time shooting secrets
Decrypting encrypting godly facets

Landmarks set the ways
All progress of different eras
Landmasses dancing along
On the same song here we belong

Like constellations in the night
Same souls form the perfect sight
In the godly pattern of motion
Love comes from beyond emotion

Like ghosts rediscovering life
As children enjoying the game
What seems of opposite meaning
While different is forever the same

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I came across an interesting one from a few years ago, from a day that I remember as oddly similar to today:



On an old winter’s day

This old winter’s day comes folded in mist
My spirit sinks
The clouds are billowing gray

The words come black and twisted
A silhouette like branches against the sky
Barren and still

In the quiet I wrote some words
I searched for meaning
But you had not a word to say




jef 2-79

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"Just below the surface of our everyday world lie riches." - R. Fripp

Nice.

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