Flow of Pain of Consciousness


As Weather Report flows through my head, Pastorius Bass plucking me from inside, electronic reverb keyboards stretching me out like taffy, sugar sweet, pain is not pain.  There is only attention.

There is no desire, no pleasure, hurt, bitterness.  Only the orgasm of being.  Life is what life is.  I am what I am, and God is Bliss.

There are moments when you stop planning, worrying, plotting your own demise.  There just IS.  You is.  I is.  We is.

I am working on a project which takes my anguish and makes it naked, presented in black and white.

Be peoples.  Just be.



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