They're everywhere.
If you stop long enough,
listen with your whole be-ing
and wait
~patiently~
they come...
First, like a trickle of water
dripping out of the faucet.
Then, as a steady stream
of synchronicity.
Next thing you know,
you're pleasantly bathing
in the brilliant pool
of alchemy.
Diving into this body requires a certain
refusal, however.
A denial of what you have been told
is "right" - those must do's and gotta have's.
A rejection of the subliminal messaging
that you have been bombarded by since birth.
An awareness that "truth" is relative and that
those who usually speak it are either crucified,
children, or drunk.
MAGIC is in this moment, n-o-w.
You just have to open yourself up
once again
to its quiet stirring
to its faint pulse
and to its animal magnetism.
Sometimes, you even need to be
broken open.
The monotony and repetition of this
of civilization as we know it
dulls us
it lulls us into a
laconic apathy.
Fight
fight
with all your might
there is a reason
why
the heart is the size of a fist!
