tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post6039801837629077864..comments2023-10-03T04:47:38.647-04:00Comments on The Hippie Parade: Drug Induced Dreams and Thank God I have a couchsingletonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-92097318990609757312007-10-11T18:07:00.000-04:002007-10-11T18:07:00.000-04:00She tells,you know....and of course, you do,shadow...She tells,<BR/>you know....<BR/><BR/>and of course, you do,<BR/>shadow dancing......<BR/>captured by the polaroid...<BR/>black and white<BR/>ghost gray on film<BR/><BR/>dirty and pure, foreversingletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-16877352599992296682007-10-11T04:33:00.000-04:002007-10-11T04:33:00.000-04:00Hey, Singy baby! I put this one together from spa...Hey, Singy baby! I put this one together from spare words above.<BR/><BR/>Gotta love spare words, oh yeah!<BR/><BR/>Last night was beautiful, my friend. Like always, like it should always be. <BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/>Heaven's Dirty Secret<BR/>E1313<BR/><BR/><BR/>Look at her, she's floating, <BR/>laughing at my shadow,<BR/>eyes like heaven <BR/>knows a little secret, <BR/>pure and dirty. <BR/><BR/>She won't ever tell...<BR/>not a soul knows,<BR/>unless it's the wind--<BR/>she tells the wind<BR/>everything.<BR/><BR/>She shuts her eyes, <BR/>pretending, but she sees me, <BR/>lieing down in the dark<BR/>and they smile, <BR/>wishing against<BR/>the eightball-bottle, <BR/>spinning, pointing<BR/>at her, at me, in the dark.<BR/><BR/>psst.....<BR/><BR/>Heaven spills <BR/>it's secrets only <BR/>on the worthy.<BR/><BR/>psst.....<BR/><BR/>She might be worthy,<BR/>but I might not be.<BR/><BR/>Does she float, <BR/>like a butterfly?<BR/>Sting like a bee?<BR/><BR/>"Heaven is a lonely place"<BR/>she whispers,<BR/>"or shadows remain below"<BR/>And I take her hand, <BR/>pointing to the wall;<BR/>Look at what <BR/>our shadows do now, I say,<BR/>floating together, apart<BR/>together, waves churning<BR/>in silver-eyed moon light,<BR/>dirty and pure, forever.eric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-49051995196495847722007-09-25T18:08:00.000-04:002007-09-25T18:08:00.000-04:00Maithri....Thank you....and if in my dream I had s...Maithri....<BR/>Thank you....and if <BR/>in my dream I had spun<BR/>"just two more times"<BR/>I would have heard<BR/>this music<BR/>softly<BR/>lightly<BR/>from a thousand miles away....<BR/><BR/>peace~love~listeningsingletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-33394732525305995672007-09-25T09:13:00.000-04:002007-09-25T09:13:00.000-04:00Also had to share this one with you - seems so app...Also had to share this one with you - seems so appropriate -<BR/><BR/>I saw you dancing last night <BR/>on the roof of your house <BR/>all alone. <BR/>I felt your heart longing for the Friend. <BR/>I saw you whirling <BR/>beneath the soft bright rose <BR/>that hung from an invisible stem in the sky. <BR/>So I began to change into my best clothes <BR/>in hopes of joining you, <BR/>even though I live a thousand miles away. <BR/>And if you had spun like an immaculate sphere <BR/>just two more times, <BR/>then bowed again so sweetly to the east, <BR/>you would have found God and me <BR/>standing so near <BR/>and lifting you into our arms. <BR/>I saw you dancing last night <BR/>near the roof of this world<BR/>---HafizMaithrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17039947095595430108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-56710481825514119652007-09-25T08:33:00.000-04:002007-09-25T08:33:00.000-04:00Dear Singleton, I wanted to offer you this... http...Dear Singleton, <BR/><BR/>I wanted to offer you this... http://soaringimpulse.blogspot.com/2007/09/sharing-light.html<BR/><BR/>So here it is! http://bp1.blogger.com/_6Q0dJUaCE-E/Rh-txUf3HgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/VmWnlZ3Y_Ig/s1600/%2BThinking%2BBlogger%2BAward.jpg<BR/><BR/>Thank you for your beautiful site,<BR/><BR/>Light and love, MaithriMaithrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17039947095595430108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-80920821406775985052007-09-21T15:03:00.000-04:002007-09-21T15:03:00.000-04:00maithri....beautiful...."A brilliant city inside y...maithri....beautiful....<BR/>"A brilliant city inside your soul".....<BR/>and yes, there are other things to see and hear....<BR/>funny, to me how we so often get so caught up in our own little world, that we often miss the gifts that are free.....the ones waiting to be discovered....the ones right there in front of us all along, if we just open our arms, our eyes, our hearts. I met a very wise woman a long time ago....and she was an old soul.... she showed me things I had never seen before.....explained things in a way I had never heard before....and she walked in peace. Her secret, I came to learn, was to not judge.....to step for just a moment in to the lizard's body to understand his curiousity, into the cat's mind, to feel her instincts, into the palm of a child's hand to feel their awe, into the worn-out pockets of the homeless man to feel his hunger. I still think about her often......<BR/>peace~love~and may we all dance and laugh and sing....singletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-2458460726458628572007-09-21T10:43:00.000-04:002007-09-21T10:43:00.000-04:00Dance when you're broken open.Dance when you've to...Dance when you're broken open.<BR/>Dance when you've torn the bandage off.<BR/>Dance in the middle of fighting.<BR/>Dance in your blood.<BR/>Dance when you're perfectly free.<BR/>Struck, the dancer hears a tambourine inside her,<BR/>like a wave that crests into foam at the very top,<BR/>Begins.<BR/>Maybe you don't hear that tambourine,<BR/>or the tree leaves clapping time.<BR/>Close the ears on your head,<BR/>that listen mostly to lies and cynical jokes.<BR/>There are other things to see, and hear.<BR/>Music. Dance.<BR/>A brilliant city inside your soul!<BR/>--RumiMaithrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17039947095595430108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-62803943833022397002007-09-21T09:43:00.000-04:002007-09-21T09:43:00.000-04:00What a courageous, powerful spirit you are dear fr...What a courageous, powerful spirit you are dear friend. I'm so grateful to read everything you write. Thank you for seeking the meaning behind things, for daring to be yourself at all times, for believing in the Good.<BR/><BR/>The world needs more dancers like you. The ones who step in time with the rhythms of life, who are aware of the other dancers around them, and who are ever searching for freedom.<BR/><BR/>With Love, M.Maithrihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17039947095595430108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-69044751362292777572007-09-09T09:09:00.000-04:002007-09-09T09:09:00.000-04:00Everybody.....Eric's poem scribbled on the walls o...Everybody.....Eric's poem scribbled on the walls of the comment boxes here, has come to live in real life @ 8 mile love grafitti..... check it out, it's absolutely beautiful! <BR/>Peace everyone~love growssingletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-90558775120088602032007-09-03T11:48:00.000-04:002007-09-03T11:48:00.000-04:00Eric...They are the sunshine over and over again, ...Eric...They are the sunshine over and over again, everywhere I look, and yup, you're the flowers on the wall! Much peace back to you, my friend!<BR/><BR/>No...When my grandaughter was born, we went to the ends of the earth to drum up that orignal Pippi movie! Pippi rocks on and on and on :)singletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-45763923441484249712007-09-03T10:02:00.000-04:002007-09-03T10:02:00.000-04:00I used to love Pippie Longstocking when I was a ch...I used to love Pippie Longstocking when I was a chld...thanks for bringing her back for a visit!Nohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09929187212992920070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-6614850245936740722007-09-02T21:56:00.000-04:002007-09-02T21:56:00.000-04:00clink!Sorry I missed you. We'll have to write mor...clink!<BR/><BR/>Sorry I missed you. We'll have to write more sometime soon.<BR/><BR/>The flowers are from me, for sure. But those people in your life who love you, they are flowers, they are the rays of light. I'm one too, but glad I am that you have so many more who think so much of you.<BR/><BR/>much peace<BR/><BR/>clink!eric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-50666505068213633622007-09-02T19:34:00.000-04:002007-09-02T19:34:00.000-04:00rachelle....Thank God there are no stuffed animals...rachelle....Thank God there are no stuffed animals left in this house! Yikes! Peace~love~happy anniversary sweet girl!<BR/><BR/>Eric....Ahhhhh, just clomped over here, climbing the walls, and gotta tell ya......The Army has been amazing, and the flowers, well, there all from you! Thank you my friend, pain in the arse, and all! To Timing, and aces and Eights! Southern Winds and Sundays! Clink!singletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-13429797275732478832007-09-02T19:28:00.000-04:002007-09-02T19:28:00.000-04:00Dang...That one was a pain in the arse to write!Ho...Dang...<BR/><BR/>That one was a pain in the arse to write!<BR/><BR/>Hope you are well, hope you have you army of love and flowers and rays of light around you.<BR/><BR/>Clink them for me!<BR/>Peace out, Blue Lady friend.eric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-26834618463124675362007-09-02T19:25:00.000-04:002007-09-02T19:25:00.000-04:00Dancing Over The Seven SeasE1313sweet singer of oc...Dancing Over The Seven Seas<BR/>E1313<BR/><BR/>sweet singer of ocean's song,<BR/>summon me a seabreeze<BR/>from Neptune's garden scene<BR/><BR/>Open the windows and doors<BR/>to let your voice fly<BR/>across the miles in between<BR/><BR/>let miriad colors mingle,<BR/>and the long grass sway-dance<BR/>to your music's undieing lilt<BR/><BR/>the long night<BR/>will ask you<BR/>"why?"<BR/><BR/>the reasons are secret;<BR/>of mysteries they are built<BR/><BR/>like a hand of cards<BR/>aces and eights--<BR/>reborn after a fall<BR/><BR/>a paper fan <BR/>to cover your smile,<BR/>the eyes shine, knowing all<BR/><BR/>intrinsic layered mystery<BR/>of reason's forgotten rhyme<BR/><BR/>veiled in the light of eternity<BR/>moon goddess untouched by time<BR/><BR/>blind as my eye am<BR/>is<BR/>was<BR/>will be <BR/>to all other beauty<BR/><BR/>but this singular<BR/>sweet southern wind <BR/>whilring<BR/>shifting, soothing <BR/>swirling<BR/><BR/>A gift of love made clearly <BR/>in the shadows of light and grace<BR/>cherished it is <BR/>and meant-to-be<BR/><BR/>--given away<BR/>to the unbroken circle <BR/><BR/>priceless <BR/>true <BR/>and freeeric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-11400963595094123512007-09-02T16:30:00.000-04:002007-09-02T16:30:00.000-04:00Oh my heck!!I leave for a few days, and just look ...Oh my heck!!<BR/><BR/>I leave for a few days, and just look what happens!!!<BR/>You poor dear, I remember those dreams.... that was Vicodin for me, had to throw it out the window when my child's stuffed animals began moving on their own accord.<BR/>YIPES!!<BR/>Big hugs for you, and take it easy!<BR/>Slainte~<BR/>RachelleRachellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12961381957419296611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-73385060056707362472007-09-02T08:05:00.000-04:002007-09-02T08:05:00.000-04:00Orhan....You,sweet friend, are one of those entert...Orhan....You,sweet friend, are one of those entertaining Spirits! Peace~love my Friend!singletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-87004994993642820292007-09-02T08:03:00.000-04:002007-09-02T08:03:00.000-04:00enemy....well we're one on that train of thought. ...enemy....well we're one on that train of thought. I Believe. And find comfort in that. Over and Over again. Peace!<BR/><BR/>Blue....Oddly, I see the sultry face of "why" already....And I'll take it as a gift.....<BR/>Hope you enjoyed your little get-a-way, those little run-a-way days are sometimes the best!<BR/>Clink!<BR/><BR/>Max....I think I;ve got the Flamingo down perfectly. Stand on one leg and let the one in the cast do the air dance! Thanks for stopping by!<BR/><BR/>Scott....Have you been talking to my neighbors? They had this bright idea to duct tape the crutch to my right leg (freeing up the arms) and sending me right out onto the dance floor!<BR/><BR/>Eric....<BR/>"and the lesson never learns".... Wow! Simply beautiful! I was down for the count early on last night too! Rest, there's another day, another night to be free left in this gifted week-end!<BR/><BR/>Mavin....better by the minute! And gathering gifts along the way....observations, thoughts, dreams, words that I'm usually too busy to appreciate, ponder, enjoy...Sometimes you have to stop the world and climb off....See it from a distance to truly appreciate it all! Hope you're doing good, too!<BR/><BR/>Peace~love to allsingletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03482545214687731218noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-69099899627087208662007-09-02T07:53:00.000-04:002007-09-02T07:53:00.000-04:00It sounds as if your guardian spirit was making su...It sounds as if your guardian spirit was making sure you were well entertained. Thats a bonus.Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16888125796129754219noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-64911575055758208672007-09-02T07:35:00.000-04:002007-09-02T07:35:00.000-04:00How have your been Singleton?Take care.How have your been Singleton?<BR/><BR/><BR/>Take care.Acquaintancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06816358508196959473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-75941400749082571392007-09-02T04:37:00.000-04:002007-09-02T04:37:00.000-04:00I'm really tired, or that poem would be better... ...I'm really tired, or that poem would be better... spruce it up!<BR/><BR/>It's only something that you tell me over and over again.<BR/><BR/>until tomorrow, friend<BR/><BR/>and of course, you and the seawall butterfly of san marino<BR/>are always going to be free.<BR/>P&L&clink!eric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-81294161389260338462007-09-02T04:34:00.000-04:002007-09-02T04:34:00.000-04:00butterfly behind glassdeath of freedom's wingsbut ...butterfly behind glass<BR/><BR/>death of freedom's wings<BR/><BR/>but her ressurection poetics<BR/><BR/>shatter the prison of crystal<BR/><BR/>and the lesson never learns<BR/><BR/>that she was never captured<BR/><BR/>and the captor wasn't blind<BR/><BR/>but still could not see<BR/><BR/>that flutering wings <BR/><BR/>will always be freeeric1313https://www.blogger.com/profile/13807078704660045859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-18596228943180680592007-09-02T02:17:00.000-04:002007-09-02T02:17:00.000-04:00Put wheels on your cast and go rollerblading...I m...Put wheels on your cast and go rollerblading...<BR/><BR/>I mean, duh!!Scott from Oregonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01331284708780612453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-73051674023829088842007-09-02T01:06:00.000-04:002007-09-02T01:06:00.000-04:00One fine day you will be back on your feet dancing...One fine day you will be back on your feet dancing - in the meantime hang in there.Max-ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01262963488938958848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27160033.post-59485050768869274702007-09-01T22:30:00.000-04:002007-09-01T22:30:00.000-04:00I, too, believe.Reasons lurk in the shadows. You a...I, too, believe.<BR/>Reasons lurk in the shadows. You are right not to look for them. <BR/>All will be explained one day. Then, you shall fly, let alone dance.<BR/>xo<BR/>BlueGillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08845512494417503198noreply@blogger.com