wantonwildgardens

and even as i walk

through the valley of

the shadow of

despair

am i ever buoyed onward by

the

wantonwildgardens

who persist

in preceeding

me there behind mad and torrent falls of water

me there behind hard and silent walls of stone

tended in secred sacrecy

hidden among upreaches

these

flowerbed breadcrumbs

oh so boldly declare

“we too have been here

we too have come to know

that dread isolation of dissonation

of being of a wavelength all of your own

and it is a gift to us to be able to share with you

this truth:

that we ride this rarified frequency too

and you

are you

are you

are you

are you

are

not   alone”

dizzy

i feel kinda dizzy

all the time

spinnin’

and lookin’

in ev’ry

direcshun

allatonce

The Year Two Thousand Fifteen

Abstain from schadenfreude.
Do good. All the time.
Say, “Thank you.”
Create.
Broaden.
Inspire.
Give and receive graciously.
Take another step.
Accept the bouts with the fears and the doubts.
Seek out opportunities to bestow genuine compliments, and give away those compliments free of charge.
Share the wealth, and share the load.
Share the road.
Share.
Celebrate the victories of others.
Wish total strangers good luck.
Go ahead and get started.
(Tell that lie named Perfection to go take a flying fuck.)
Count your blessings.
Get back up.
Keep hands and heart and mind open.
Do not feel obligated to accept other people’s emotional state.
Search for the solutions where everyone wins.
Be kind.
Sing for your friends.
Dance another year around the sun.

2015