BART...

...almost home.

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Flying is more delightful by rhe moment...

...thanks to 32 oz. of microbrew samplers. Thank you, Patrick, for my wonderful gift of flight.

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One last seaview in Pacific City...

...then back to San Francisco.

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My oh Maya...

...what a ceremony.

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Green again sings my name...

..."Remember..."

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Oregon Zen...

...it comes in waves.

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Have you ever seen a boy...

...taken by the sky. Promises of Heaven

Try.

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The Greenman Calleth Out To Me...

...in a most profound way. Legacy of the Eldritch.

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Sarah McLachlan "Don't Give Up on Us" @ Bridge School, 10/08

Interesting how the heart keeps the attention on such a short leash. I'm okay, then... whip snap. Such pain.
You don't need to be without...

Pan fried Voodoo...

...donuts for Fatboy Slim. Fu*king in heaven.

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The magick is in the hole...

...
!

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I do not understand...

...the reality of being pursued, being courted, told tales of angels and poets, and forced to consider possibilities of the heart never before experienced. I'd been okay in my self-contained solitude, well, fairly okay, playing the field and being slippery in the realm of the heart.

Enter the Shapeshifter, the one who shook me to the core, who sparked something so intrinsic, that I threw caution and reason and self-preservation to the winds. I split myself open, offered love unconditionally, extracted my own heart and lay it as offered lilies at the feet of my fascination.

I watched amazed as words like boyfriend and Daedalus were invoked, completely free of my consideration or prodding.  This gave me the confidence to consider possibilities I thought I had been fine never considering for me.  I pulled back, thoughtful of issues that arose or were being processed by this ancient stranger woven into my path.  I tried to offer unconditional support, free of baggage or triggers for my Mirrored ShadowTwin.

In the scramble for survival that ensued, I used my heart, power and intention to overcome a lot of obstacles, again, I did this free of expectation of repayment in gratitude or love; I did it because it was the right thing to do.

I fell hard and deep into the chasm of Love's shadow--I offered my heart and my self, fearlessly.  I, like Sebastian, opened my heart to the possibility of a thousand arrows, and when I did, the ShadowTwin vanished. No rebuttal, no good bye.  Silence.

My Shaman's path, not of my choosing, has fucked up much of my life.  Familial legacy, natural talents and supernatural abilities have made the constant quest for balance a challenging one.  But I am NOT crazy.  I have feet in many worlds, in many dimensions.  It is real, it is profound and it is just part of being Hermes, the Messenger and the Message.

I did nothing wrong and it seems I was only afforded the position of being wrong, crazy, difficult--of which I am none.  The love friendship and benefit I brought, forgotten, as I was pushed away without explanation.

The surest way to wound Hermes is to allow misunderstanding and confusion to muddle the message, to eclipse the light of the of sweet affiliation and of truth.  Truth.

I try to adhere to a life without assumptions, but I cannot help feeling I have either been played, this yet another instance of my extending my kindness and power to help others consider different outcomes that cynicism, depression and melancholy afford.

So, here I sit, profoundly confused, deeply sad, still in love with someone that I can't tell ever cared at all.

I would love to be afforded a single extended kindess from my ShadowTwin.  Allow me to be right; allow me to prove my integrity, sanity and flexibility.  The dire, dour imagined outcome is not real though it is being brought into reality with expert's intention.

Look differently, think differently, feel differently.  Afford yourself the chance at an extraordinary adventure with a person of unparalleled character, heart, kindness, trust, and loving intention for your greatest good.  Which affords the same for me in a perfect Mirrored world.

I have no agenda of jealousy or neediness or limitation.  The Universe is ours to create. 

In a perfect world, I would ask NOT for reciprocal affection, though that I would love.  I woud just ask for a lightness of being, for friendship and for the fantastical gift of allowing impossibilities to grow realities. And for the chance to prove I am not baggage that you have imagined me to be.

I am deeply imaginitive.  Come out and play.  I am a valuable friend; allow me to adapt to an acceptable version that works for both of us.

I will not apologize for loving you or for being me.  It is a fortunate man that can turn away love offered without demands.  Love takes many forms: epic lover, friend, family. Imagination and organic growth, whichever way it goes, without attachment to outcome, is all I ask.

This crazy you see, is not.  It is passion. It is fearless.

I am a passionate man.

Allow moments of pleasure to be. Allow a possibility of Me.

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I am High Strung In My Low Key Life. Paradoxicles, Friend to Buddha.

"Fair goes the dancing
when the Sitar is tuned,
Tune us the Sitar neither
low nor high,
And we will dance away
the hearts of men.
The string overstretched
breaks, the music dies,
The string over slack is
dumb and the music
dies,
Tune us the Sitar neither
low nor high."

~~The Buddha

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How to make your eyes water...

...oink oink.

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Falling up...

...to you.

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Heavenly Hosts...

...Sergio, Zan, and Rudy at Horsetail Falls.

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Everyday, at all times...

...we are given more pieces of the magickal, mystical puzzle. Look different, pay attention, child!

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Drinks on...

...Maya. Purrrrrfect.

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Cousins, Identical Cousin...

...on a similar Shadow Walk. Familiarius Beneficius.

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My Life...

...take what you will, it's for you.

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Headin' Happily to PDX...

...for some summer cousin lovin'...
No, not THAT kinda loving, Nimrod! Family love of the BEST kind. I'm ok, you're ok
The Wisdom of Marlo(we)

Sign me
That Bewitched Girl

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Bisou... Nouvelle Vague - This Is Not A Love Song

Fun Hi-Jinks For JackAsses, Recovering Junkies, And Food Absconders...

1. Offer free delicious meal!!!
2. Accessorize with free bowl of imported romano cheese.(Secretly replace imported romano cheese with cracked heel foot scrapings.  See illustration... Easy as pie... 1-2-3)

  

3.  Enjoy their enjoyment of their free meal. Also feast on their ignorance.   DEEEELISH!

BTW--when did I get so sick and mean?

Oh yeah.  Always was.  Got stuck in the airy fairy crystal realm a little too long.

Pay attention. There is all kinds of kind; it takes all kinds.

Perfect, self-balancing Multiverse...

Goofus and Gallant share living quarters. Own your shadow and your light, and love them both.  They make you whole, they make you human.

~~~~Exxxxtreme Buddha--Raw Advice for a Bareback Epoch~~~~

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Yosemitebear Mountain Giant Double Rainbow 1-8-10

I love a rainbow as much as the next guy, more even! Rainbows became very important during my Mom's illness. She looked at them as signs of hope and divinity within the throws of brutal terminal cancer at 51.

On my first audition ever, there was a rainbow over Eno Memorial Hall. On my last AIDSRide, a beautiful rainbow, without rain--or clouds...

So, yeah. I like...

But this reaction, uh... well...

I'm unclear. Did he like it?


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Why?

From the The Love Song Of Alfred J. Prufock by T.S. Eliot, we are tempted with such succlent notions as "Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each... Do I dare disturb the Universe?"

Yes!  Yes, do.  Sometimes all it takes is a kind "Why?" to initiate a snowball effect of change when a person or a system is asked to justify its position.  If one remembers two cardinal rules to be learned from nature for successful living, bend like the willow and have the feathers of a duck... (thanks, @AndrewKok).  Always be willing to move your stake.  Question to learn, not to diagnose or defend.

Had a stunning example of this rule in action today.  In finalizing the last of a year of compiling bankruptcy info (and yes, it does take that long, cynics... hope you never have try it on top of health and staying homed issues), I made one called in regards to a $14,000 hospital bill in collections, the guy cheerfully said, "Oh!  Adminstrative error.  100% written off and you're elligible for a year of free care at the hospital!"

Just by asking.

Last month, a friend was denied funds at a local AIDS service organization and faced eviction.  A simple email asking for consideration produced a $1,000 grant.

Do eat a peach.  Do ask why.  Do disturb the Universe.

Create the reality you would like to live in.  Love to you ALL.

All are One.

I'm Not Being Koi...

...when I say I love you. No phishing aloud in the Sea of Love.

Just me, you, the right tracks,

ALL ABOARD THE EXPRESS KUNDALINI.

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wounded heart. be the healing.

sez as we celebrate France's independence,
perhaps we should also pull in our point of view and sense of
ethical responsibility to include some folks who need freedom for
what we have imposed on them. All for one and one for ALL!

ALL Are One. BE the love. Just BE. ♥

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nouvelle vague "dance with me" from bande a part

Won't you dance with me
in my world of Make Believe?
It's nicer here...

Is Life Meant To Be All Happy?

...sort of agree. But one can deeply love those who give them anguish. To stick around with unconditional love and challenge one's self toward non-acting empathy NOT co-dependence or dysfunction, just striving to find balance, seems to be a better solution than walking away from loved ones.

 

No one said life will be all happy; that would not be living. That would be fantasy. 

 

It is the blend of shadow and light that makes chiaroscuro so profound. As Ram Dass said, "The shadow is the greatest teacher for bringing one to the light." 

 

It's all a delicate dance.

Truth In Advertising From MadMen Like Me.

When committing to truth and peace, love and understanding, it's not fair to filter the messages that make your hackles stand up.  I do see the wisdom in advice, but I can still see a better ending than the bleak one of loss that this suggests.  I subscribe to the "If you love something set it free; If it comes back to you, it was meant to be.  If it doesn't, run it over on your motorcycle."

Just kidding about the last part.  Sort of.

Stand back and enjoy the marriage of light and dark in the whole being that is Hermes.  Delight or delete.

From Vision Magazine, A Cataylist For Change, here's July:

Gemini: Empress (3 of Swords) 5/22 – 6/21

As challenging as it seems, you must free yourself from a toxic situation. All your good intentions have morphed into daggers of desperation and there’s nothing to gain by staying. Acknowledge your pain and relieve yourself of this burden. The weekend of the 9th will bring a confrontation that is long overdue. Your family will be involved in this struggle so prepare to go somewhere else for support. Marital problems pushed under the rug will have severe consequences in the future, so address the issues now and work to resolve them. It’s also a good time to face health-related problems like addiction.

add in my rising sign,

Scorpio: Hermit (5 of Cups) 10/24 – 11/22

Loss is an intimate part of life and, uncomfortable as it may be, there is always something to be learned from our grief. This is a valuable time to look within for answers. If feelings of regret or sorrow are permeating your mood, it’s time to question what you allow to affect you and realize that spending too much time brooding over lost opportunity is costing you. Rather than crying over spilled milk, find the blessin’ in the lesson, and let it go! The period around the 18th is a great period for contemplation—make a point to acknowledge what you’re grateful for.



"Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes...is it all going in one ear, and out the other?"  Raitt Yes or No.

Possibility Lies Behind Doors You Didn't Imagine.  Open UP!

The Fairy Tale Believer in Faeries

Waking from the dreamstate in the State of Californication. Elephant Boy Emerges from Shadow.

Weirdest dream ever.  maybe a dream walk?
involved African magic, talisman, a computer swap/Ganeshas and beautiful geodes.
In a Safeway near Bay View, Hunter's Point.  And  friend named Mike who was very sick.  Wow.  Need coffee to process. will blog it later/further at hermesbrainbelch.blogspot.com.  Wow, wow, wow. ***Please don't squeeze the shaman before coffee***

(I love that Mac OSX spellchecks hermesbrainbelch as 'featherbrained'... I can live with that.