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Primal
Fires
Burn and
Melt all
Rationality.
Primal
Feelings
Surge within my
Soul.

Primal, not just
Strong,
Intense,
Acute or
Keenly felt—Primal
Almost to the
Sacred
Tree...

Rationality will
Order all these
Feelings, by and by; but,
No matter what the
Patterns then
Produced,
Primal
Fires are
Ablaze with a
Healing all their
Own; and, they can't, they
Won't now
Ever be
Reduced.

From my free-to-download book

Trauma

Pain sits
Heavy in the
Heart un-
Healed.
Rips at
Judgment,
Opens the
Sealed to
Rip at feelings
Floating in the
Past, to bring them
Up, to make them
Last till
Time, if gracious, can
Mend the
Wound, till space is made that's
Not

Marooned.

From my free-to-download book

Forebear

The chains of hollow
Imitation clasp their sterile links on
Minds so lost in routinized
Intentions even
Love can spawn but
Crimes; and,
Faithless certainties, like
Clockwork, build their
Superstitious blinds so even
Faith becomes the Devil trading
Hope for fruitless
Rinds.

From my free-to-download book

Again?

Creeping up a
Hill of life from a
Valley too well-known;

This time, this
Time reach some
Height not leading
Back to have-to;

This time, this
Time free enough to
See beyond these
Patterns locked in
Self so locked in
Dust.

From my free-to-download book

rrfm!

what is scheduled to be the last free market of the year is this sunday, from 3-7pm @ garden station, corner of fourth and wayne in downtown dayton.

come out an share what you have to share! we would especially be thrilled if a lot of folk broke out their musical abilities for sharing! so, if you play anything or just love to sing, please come do so...and of course, if you want to teach a workshop, offer up free massages, haircuts, bring some games to play, clothes to give away, potluck dishes to share, mixtapes to pass along...items, skills, services, whatever you want to do.

Space for All

We
Are
All
Stars—
Some searing white,
Some mellowing yellow,
Some rudely ruddy red; and,
Then,
The blasted ones, dense with
Death; and,
The loneliest ones, falling into
Themselves—dragging
Life into some other
Universe...

From my free-to-download book

Dedicated To My Daughter, Audra

Not really knowing what to say;
Only knowing there's
So much...

Not even knowing how to say
Except with poetic crutch.

The years all lost,
The times unspent
Make understanding dim...

But,
My heart's non-stop in
Loving you; and, even on this limb of
Shaky, distant fatherhood and
struggling
Moral worth, I need to make
This absolute:

The world will praise
Your
Birth!

From my free-to-download book

spore mobile gallery.

i got to meet ms emily my last time in stl. i saw christine's post about a trailer and remembered i wanted to tell you guys about how emily took her community's show on the road.

http://www.facebook.com/pages/SPORE-Mobile-Gallery/116993842858

I'd like to make a trailer

anyone ever made anything like this?

here's a pimped version like I would want to make, but I think it is really just the box type of trailer. Could anyone help me with something like this? Maybe in the spring. It would take me a while to aquire all of the stuff for it, and I'd have to have the time.

This would be a pretty swell toy box too!

http://www.enslin.com/rae/gypsy/wagonquestions.html

Hello? Is this thing on?

Okay, we'll try again.... I'm looking for anyone in the dayton area who knows how to do hand blown glass, I want to learn....

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