challenging the fluidity of motion

gathering remnants of ancestry
kaleidoscopic insular
halfway between the moon and the stars
earful enunciate
collected in a message

guided to a heartbeam lunar conflagration
midsentence and abrupt…
collected and lost in the maze in the corner…
for indefinite purposes awaited…

falling backwards in time as it awaits the new moment abrupt and withered…
decaying in the mindset challenge of the century, now…

The Lie of Consumerism

Believe in yourself. Everything else is a lie. <— Maybe that’s what today’s hyper consumer society wants you to think. They emphasize the importance of self in order to give to your ego the things that it needs to feel empowered, entertained, or satisfied temporarily. Beginning in the mid to late 20th Century, Shopping and Consumer culture has replaced and infiltrated virtually every form of human activity.
Work=Shopping + (So we Can Shop More..).
It is impossible to do anything without some form of consumerism. It is expected, and people lose face when they don’t live up to these invisible restraints that were designed by corporations in their ads to keep people addicted to the lie of Consumerism. And now these lies and myths have become truths and are passed down from one generation to the next like a tribal story.
These fabricated perceptions of true value are there to promulgate consumer culture in a methodical and truly subliminal way.In ways which everyone is forced to accept. We learn these values as kids. Today, hyper-consumerist values are so deeply ingrained in our consumer culture that people are seen as value-less when they can’t spend money.
Also, on a more important and relevant note: Consumerism is actually the opposite of what is really needed to keep this planet from self destruction….

Wandering in Mecca

travelling sagaciously through the holes in the pattern sky
moving blankets of fur
creating a myth as it shines down
from above, all is lunar and encapsulated…

in times in between the divinity it decides upon meaning
and the branches and tendrils as they grow across the way

Art Tree Bloom, and Tendril Forms

art tree bloom

Art Tree Bloom

What is an art tree bloom? this I have been wondering for a long time.

Art Tree bloom reading from wikipedia.


Bonsai (盆栽?, lit. plantings in tray, from bon, a tray or low-sided pot and sai, a planting or plantings, About this sound pronunciation (help·info))[1] is a Japanese art form using miniature trees grown in containers. Similar practices exist in other cultures, including the Chinese tradition of penjing from which the art originated, and the miniature living landscapes of Vietnamese hòn non bộ. The Japanese tradition dates back over a thousand years, and has its own aesthetics and terminology.

“Bonsai” is a Japanese pronunciation of the earlier Chinese term penzai. A “bon” is a tray-like pot typically used in bonsai culture.[2] The word bonsai is often used in English as an umbrella term for all miniature trees in containers or pots. This article focuses on bonsai as defined in the Japanese tradition.

The purposes of bonsai are primarily contemplation (for the viewer) and the pleasant exercise of effort and ingenuity (for the grower).[3] By contrast with other plant cultivation practices, bonsai is not intended for production of food, for medicine, or for creating yard-size or park-size gardens or landscapes. Instead, bonsai practice focuses on long-term cultivation and shaping of one or more small trees growing in a container.

A bonsai is created beginning with a specimen of source material. This may be a cutting, seedling, or small tree of a species suitable for bonsai development. Bonsai can be created from nearly any perennial woody-stemmed tree or shrub species[4] that produces true branches and can be cultivated to remain small through pot confinement with crown and root pruning. Some species are popular as bonsai material because they have characteristics, such as small leaves or needles, that make them appropriate for the compact visual scope of bonsai.

The source specimen is shaped to be relatively small and to meet the aesthetic standards of bonsai. When the candidate bonsai nears its planned final size it is planted in a display pot, usually one designed for bonsai display in one of a few accepted shapes and proportions. From that point forward, its growth is restricted by the pot environment. Throughout the year, the bonsai is shaped to limit growth, redistribute foliar vigor to areas requiring further development, and meet the artist’s detailed design.

The practice of bonsai is sometimes confused with dwarfing, but dwarfing generally refers to research, discovery, or creation of plant cultivars that are permanent, genetic miniatures of existing species. Bonsai does not require genetically dwarfed trees, but rather depends on growing small trees from regular stock and seeds. Bonsai uses cultivation techniques like pruning, root reduction, potting, defoliation, and grafting to produce small trees that mimic the shape and style of mature, full-size trees.

Thank you for reading about Art Tree Bloom

moving along caressing the fringes

found out yesterday the way it was for some people
it just goes on forever
it lingers beside us in a point
jiving here and there along the way…

halfway erudite erosion plain girl in a matrix of energy
forcing her to adapt to the system as it were
collecting ribbons and remnants beside her luxurious collection
leaving behind unwritten rules of yesterday…

keeping in sync with the boundaries as they were beforehand enveloping…
leaving touch of the system tied up in a maze of energy
as she wrote notes to herself, leaving them on the counter top.
coffee stains mugwort in the balance of the system…

moving too, slowly but surely was the stained friend, tattered and fragmented…torn in half…
moving with equidistant remedies sideways through the inevitable…

moving along stringed words

what fun it is to string words together…
moving them each different way
as they come to the forefront of imaginative places.
stacking feathers until it collects in another place
resultant efforts in continuity

halfway between the other side and the door, it awaits…
changing mindsets approaching the real…
superstition from above and beyond.. in another syntax of meaning
changes itself upon itself, to the greenness…
totally chill togetherness…

Moving Along down a line

challenge doubt forecasters

stay around in one place
make moves from the center
as it progresses, a new dynamic interplay
of forces

await the time all time awaits
move before it slides away
away from a center inside
the mirrored box.

deny a serendipitous enterprise awaiting
move with the challenges among us
her we left a crease in the balance
here it waits for us
around us and the other thing that was there…

outside of the box
it meanders free in the pagination abrupt…
without moving aside from another
it moves onward…

away from the page before its time it was…

Mystery Page


want to remember the beginning
want to remember the end
all the way through
like a tree

other day she wrote in heartfelt syntax
remembrances until the vanquished periscope

other day was like a dreamstate sunbliss meandering
in the fields with the lilies
a pause in the epigram of life

untold, + foretold in the breezes that slide through branches and endings repeated
onwards in jive world continuations
until another day
another shade
another place
outwards in branches and non redundancies
repeat it until you learn something new
and do it betterly
placid tones
shoe shine in with this mystery

whateever is like whatever, or whatever


whateever is the best way to put it

Some times you just want to say whateever and you dont even care how it is spelled because you are that indifferent.
other times
it feels
Who Cares?! The Unique Teaching of Ramesh S. Balsekar
try this book its like who cares?

“Consciousness is all there is. So ‘who’ is to know or seek ‘what’? All there is is the impersonal functioning of Consciousness, or God, reflecting within Itself the totality of manifestation. Live life making decisions and accepting the consequences as if you have free will knowing it is Consciousness seeking, doing, living deciding…

Ramesh Balsekar is an awakened sage whose long life has been devoted to Ramana Maharshi and whose final Guru was Nisargadatta Maharaj. He perfectly reflects both East and West-born and raised in Bombay, India, thinking and speaking in English, student of Sanskrit and translator of the Bhagavad Gita, intimately familiar with the Taoist and Chan classics as well as the new paradigm (Consciousness is all there is) which has emerged from quantum mechanics. Poignantly clear and precise and delightfully, humorous, his teaching makes life simple.”
-Book description from amazon.

If you feel like reading it, you can. If not, don’t. Either way its like whatever. So have a nice day. Try to smell some roses. Smelling is free. Do your best. Try hard. Don’t give up. Don’t quit. It will be fine. You are ok. Everything is fine.

So like whateever.

Run to the clock. Find another day. Find a new way. Find hope or whateever you want.

enter in the sentence

tide, merry, yesterday’s lore
mid-sentence, a pause in the epigram of life..
it takes time to remember
it takes time to forget.
group hug energy for me…

left again between meanderings of the city

juice for the heartbeat gargantuan
collecting a mix of energies from ya’ll
cord it ties a knot in the ribbon ancestry

between layers it divides and is divided in the middle
of another saying..

indefinite mixture in between sarcasm effuse and the inevitable.

it affects a million other things.