2005: I AM the vanishing point. The one your eyes view yet can never really see. A horizon to dream of exploring. I AM a mirage- when you are lost in the desert- you think I’m there but I’m only an illusion. I’ll disappear with a blink or too long a breath. You’ll never get close enough to touch, close enough to inhale my delicate love, close enough to taste… “me.” I’ll be gone like lightning on a humid night. I AM the flutter of your heart. You feel my presence yet the only way for you to find ME is to dissect yourself and look inside.
2006: Muddy trenches trap if I go too far, but God made this place… better than a bar. The grandeur of fear makes my heart stand still when the eerie sound of a coyote kill rings from over the hill. I’m sloshing through puddles to get back with speed before the demons tackle and take the lead. Back to safety I stop and feel the rain some more, then Herbie unveils dancing feet down in my shaking core. A stoner’s stupor grabs at my head so I keep the rhythm on my mind’s drum set instead. Dance with me right here in the rain before I go crazy or completely insane.
The rock walls are caving in… dance your way out. (Thrust by Herbie Hancock)
2006: The more love you give away, the more space you’ve created to receive love. Therefore, with a beautiful, fulfilling life, I love you. And you. And you over there. Don’t forget you right in front of me. Oh, I see you over there in the corner, I love you too. And you from yesterday. And you tomorrow. Last but certainly not least… YOU. I love YOU today!