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Forest dance

As you stand in the forest and understand. 

Each tree has its own song

It’s own beat. Each forest is a symphony of miracles

Dancing in the wind.
Bending and swaying in the wind.

Giving into the flo of life.

live of all creation growing and thriving.

Authentic life

Why do people thrive on the anger red hot boiling the blood rushes to your face and calls your adrenaline to come play ?
they live for drama .
make messes of lives trying to eradicate any good feelings so the only thing that can coexist is us against them .
but it’s not us against them it’s we in the world.
 nothings going to get better unless we stand as a divided front.
Against those who seek to destroy our nature.
I don’t get offended by how many people don’t read my work when I see what it is they do pay attention too.
so I have a heartfelt thanks to those who take their moments to get lost my work 

and my world 

my heart 

because it’s everything I am and everything i stand for and you have to stand for something 

or like the rest you’re going to fall for everything 
you’ll be like the cattle told which way to go and how to get there .

where not to go and where to stand when to sleep went to breath.
That’s not us. 

It’s not who we are.

Natural born renegades fending of the throws of addictions to technology, drugs, drama,processed shit.
We are the strong searching out an original authentic life. 

Trying to find our place here and redefine our place on the timeline 

Salacious mass

The mass is salacious In saturated fall colours.

a decitent palate of prisms reflected from the bright blue sky  

erupting before our eyes.

Most amazing fireworks display 

Of regional moments.

Breathtaking abundance making me want to dip my paint brush.

Like a gypsy dancing through trees.

Through yesterday’s leaves riding a caravan of a hopeless dreamscape. 

Only to be awakened by the solitude of snow falling on an endless dream

Luminous

Luminous is the color between usA hug that invokes endorphins 

Rushing blood rises to my cheeks I feel my temperature rise

You move me beyond words 

In this wild world.

You move me in the music you make

Dancing in ecstasy

To the rhythm of love

Tribal gypsy

I’m too wild for you Saturated in music and color

The tapestry I weave is complex

An intramural design 

A lost art of the ages

My dance is not for you as I move through grace twisting my life with every step I’m free

. I have the luxury of moving my hips with the sirens song

Surrounded by trade my soul is almost complete 

Surrounded by the beauty created by the dreams of us

I wish for love on every shooting star.

Not settling for anything less than stellar.

My strength comes from my Tribe through the collective consciousness and live music 

The sound vibration that carries us to rapture