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Monday, December 17, 2007

  • Lost Nation Road

     `private prelude by jude`

    (must have been a bad dream

    on September eleven,

    I turned on my t.v.

    I watched thousands

    of souls 

    go to heaven...

    they flew past the blackhills and the badlands,

    past the smokestacks and concrete canyons...

    past the billboards and ads for poison,

    past the children in the backyards

    who play with army toys

    just like their daddies did... )

     

    Must have been a bad turn back on I-980,

    my mind was wandering

    and the roads to Washington and Hollywood

    looked the same to me...

    I watched the country fly by

    lost nation road,

    right out the window,

    I saw the spirit of a buffalo,

    and her herd lay low...

    on Lost Nation Road,

    say can you see the blinking sign of hope

    on Lost Nation Road?

    the company and the cavalry and the billboard:

    "be all that you can be" it screams

    and fills your head with dreams

    you can kill for...

    go to college,

    learn the lecture on the bayonette

    and the times you may be called upon to use it

    in the private sector...

    there's paint in the sand

    of the blood in the gravel

    x-ed skies and violent tones...

    when you're addicted to the road you travel,

    it's hard to keep up with your jones...

    on Lost Nation Road

    say can you see the blinking sign of hope,

    on Lost Nation Road?

    the locomotive of the modern man

    bringing in his rumbling sounds

    he lay his horsepower down,

    he wound the earth with his rusted wheels

    he made his shady deals

    on sacred burial ground...

    I want to know,

    where were the united sanctions to tell

    Chistopher Columbus

    to leave the Americas alone?

    on Lost Nation Road,

    say you can see the blinking sign of hope,

    on lost nation road!

    decency up and died on this stretch of highway,

    assorted history has left a trail

    of human road kill

    and misery...

    past the blackhills and the badlands,

    past the smokestacks

    and concrete canyons...

    Fort Knox Kentucky and the boullion...

    something's giving me a rotten bad feeling

    that leaves me loathe to see the dawn

    haunted eyes and my headlights reeling,

    I've got no choice, I got to roll along

    on lost nation road,

    say can you see the blinking sign of hope?...

    say can you see the blinking sign of hope...

    say you can see the blinking

    sign of

    hope!

     

    just toast 2001

    jude karen and justin toast


  • my floor plans are changed...

    all of a sudden there are doors

    everywhere

    all of them windowed wide

    OPEN

    wind and breeze/alive

    like music

    this way I smell the sweet rain on the grass

    at summer midnight

    and turning around

    a spotlight of solstice warms my breast

    I turn a full circle

    seeing each fair way

    viable viaducts/passage

    into the field for the one who walks through.

    But which one for me?

    I came for company...

    steps towards you

    cadent with my imprint

    you

    all are here!

    the 'other' side/the wild bleu

    Walk through

    walk through

    sans plans per perfect path

    on the floor/then out of the door of

    EVERMORE!

    `~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~``` `` `

    across the gateway of my heart, I wrote

    "no thoroughfare!"

    but love came laughing by and cried:

    "I enter everywhere!"

                                                         author unknown

     

     

     

     

    sisters in the band

    all beautiful and

    loving each other

    makes so much

    loveliness that

    people

    can't take

    their eyes off

    them

    watching them move

    they are no sirens

    more like angels

    or sisters of mercy

    they harmonize

    with bodies as well as

    voices

    with instuments as well as light

    souls I want to dance

    to stretch

    to undulate

    unendingly

    to writhe and sweat

    laughing and crying out

    finally falling

    exhausted

    healed

    at their annointed feet

    only to rise and exalt again.

    sisters in the band

    all glorious

    and shining each other

    shows so much

    light

    that the men

    all make

    their tunes so sweet see them all

    play

    together, they sing

    eternal songs

    for the joy of being

    ~ ahanna

     

     

     


     

     

     

     

     

     

     

  • OUT OF THE BLUE/AND HOME TO YOU

    Home to You [part two] 10/11/00

    Now just waking

    deep sleep slipping

    slow reptile eyelids

    open

    bare

    aware

    of bodytime to move

    blue blood beating

    through my heart

    holding this morning's

    memory as a mantra

    sliding from

    really being

    in dreamtime

    unity

    still:

    with you into the future

    into the light

    I stormride

    beyond the doors

    of this little house of cards

    on lost diviNation Road

    rain pours

    hardly hiding

    the jagged

    opening

    oppressive

    ozone

    undone sun.

    thirst for all

    but that fallen water

    soul drinking

    I feel the swell

    of divine love

    I am full firebird

    thunder wings

    clapping

    illumined lightning

    in the whirlwind

    fear and disbelief

    deafening

    tightening

    my vision

    for an instant only

    I reel

    then breathe

    ahhhh wait

    this is no hard march

    it is a Soft Parade

    Home to You  

    I celebrate

    I breathe again

    is it some sweet trick?

    no, I know it's true

    all of a sudden

    the sky turned blue!  

    2/6/2002


    ________________________________________________________________________

  • Home to You  

                            (part one/ june 30, 1998)

    to and

    with You/

    I move finding and freeing the

    others/myself

    I love You

    with all of me...

    us, them, You so sweetly.

    Everyone of us too / like heaven...

    that blessed gift of a future

    someday past blue skied

    afternoon!

    hearing Your light

    `~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~


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    Human Nature

    some say it's human nature

    to have a favorite...

    to want to savor it.

    comes the dance called

    "domineer it"

    no more space for holy Spirit

     

    if it's true

    to say "I do"

    is really desperate:

    two time pirates

    with 24 karats ...

    ... still, some of you

    don't want to hear it...

    "How to get rich

    in search for "the One"?

    ~each daughter!

    ~each son!

    with your divine nature

    just foreswear it! 

    for all of Mother Earth,

    the meek can inherit ...

    and we who seek to

    will repair it ...

    those who walk with grace

    will merit.

    Have ears to hear;

    the meek inherit it.

     

    reprise

    some say it's human nature

    to have a favorite,

    to want to savor it.

    comes the dance called

    "domineer it"

    no more        space

    for holy Spirit  

    if it's true,

    to say

    "we're through with you

    (or you or you or you)

    is why we're blue."  

                                                                          

                                        what will we do?

                                                                                   what

                                                                 what


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                      dance...  follow through

                   sunstreams of consciosness

            allowing somewhere to occur perfectly

                             /alone with one

                              and everyone\

                            to the moon face!

             crystalline pyr^mids slowly cascading

                               to the ground

                      around our feet and into our

                                  hearts

                          No more cupid arrows

                         to still our chanting lips

                                     a part

                          of you and her and him

                                and the Whole

                                  All at once

                 small birds singing of God's domain  

                                a hymn for Her!

     



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    shaman flames burn away

    agendas unwanted never stay

    chakras sealed with

    goddess kiss

     those who should not be here!

    beware

    my protection /\/\

                                 deities

                                  storms

                                   icy cold

                                    hell hot dry

                                      landscapes of lonliness

                                        plant and animal allies

                                          magical creatures `~`~`

                                            rain forests

                                              tundra

    I plant a seed in that part of me I know will be safe

                                             my heart  .

     

     the seed is covered with silver and then over that ~

                                                  gold

                     srpouting then growing so quickly

                                             profusely

                                               lavishly

                  a rose tree with thorns long and plenty

                      retracting and disappearing as love

                                             draws near.

                                                blooms

                                dark purple indigo black

                 with smaller more fragile white blossoms

                                             surrounding.

                              I smell the strong sweetness

                                                the Bear

                                                the Raven

                                                the Turtle

                                                  in shell

                                               a waterfall

                                                  fairies

                                     the Goddess~Mother

                                                  the Sun

                                       surround my heart

                                                  

     I say out LOUD / I have the unalienable right to be

                                                    alive!

                      seeing my tree with roses of every hue

                                                    I AM!

     safe and protected and healed and one with my Love

                ~       the prayer of a solitary shameness    ~

                                                  


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    recreation                               rewritten 2/7/02=11

     

    Star crossed [xxx]

    but not lost

    our attraction.

     

    At what cost is all the equal

    and opposite law of reaction?

     

    Our sun begins to

    melt the ice... 

    'We'; feels so nice

    I'll pay any price

     

     

    We find time

    when there is no time left

    We recreate space

    where none is right.

     

    The face of Fate

    Shines Light

    when you are near

    and that's forever

    can you Hear?



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    ~ cor ad cor loqitur ~ 

    ~ amor gignet amorem ~

  • Big Brother Tries to Hold Me From the Skies


    read my lips

    i am not afraid

    for I speak the truth

    "heel" you say

    I hear "heal"

    I listen more than

    you expected from the inside out

    I'm protected

    by trying to be

    touching you

    perhaps you'll see

    the Light

    that love's about

    turn around

    know it's true

    Now!

    have no doubt

    [or smiling on cue

    full of sacred spice

    you'll be put into a stew with rue!]

    be alert

    and read my heart

    for I speak

    in love

    with grace

    from above

    "Leave my people alone!"

    or I may crush your cranial bone

    wih a step in this healing dance

    to be fair

    we shall leave it to chance

    but beware

    and remember

    love conquers all

    big brother...

    surrender

    or fall.

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