“How many countrymen does one need to kill in the name of patriotism & the greater good before one is no longer a patriot and has crossed over into the criminal?”—Manea
Tao is my lover
And my love
How can sit here
And dare to feel pleasure
The right of all
When my brothers
And my sisters
My fathers
And my mothers
Are being killed
And tortured
And raped
In the self same moment?
“Teflon brain is when the listener is hot and cooking, but nothing you say sticks.” – Manea
“Your fears and walls only hurt you, they don't protect you.” – Manea
The walls are breathing
The floor is undulating
The moving living breathing tapestry
Is moving in the air
Can't you see it
Just there?
Oh sh#%! I forgot
Take peyote
Or a hit of acid
Or some other drug or alcohol of choice
To drop you're your defenses
To let the lenses of perception
Shift for a while…
Then come join me
Smear your face in textures
And lets sounds escape
Your face
Eat food and allow
Kundalini to rise
Look at the sky and cry
Fall in love with
Every beautiful soul that
Crosses your path
And tell them
What you find beautiful…
Because you are no longer afraid
To do so.
I wish you could be here
with me all the time
Without the booze
And the drugs…
“How many human beings need to die namelessly a world away, either down the street, or around the world before, the human being, numb by media bombardment, is no longer humane?” – Manea
Blow your didgeridoo
And let the vibration
Rise through the floor
Connect us with the earth
And our ancestors of birth.
Talents, skills and knowledges
Oh my…
I feel guilty at having more
Than the lion's share
And what the h@!! does that mean anyway?
I'm jealous of the person
Who only has one good thing
They know how to do.
