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Eternal Sleep.



Eternal Sleep.


I had a dream last night where I was

supreme and had so much money and

fame that everybody knew my name.


When awake, nobody knew any of my

prose or me, but everybody knew because

I drank, my bank account was a blank.


I judge my life when I’m asleep and when

awake, I perceive there’s no reprieve and

yearn to return to my nighttime world.


When I’m there all is fair, and women gift wrap

their love for me and give it to me underneath a

tree. Like a sailor on shore I couldn’t shut the door.


Similar to a sinking whale, they’d dance, sing, and

even prance to get me to make an advance. My daytime

women treated me as though I was made of ice?


That world was s a hurtful place and I only took up

space, until reality smacked me in the face and my

morality decided, I’d rather be asleep than awake.







A Smudging Ceremony

A Smudging Ceremony


Must be entered with spirit dust,

a good heart that sings, prays, and

follows ancestral spirits to the realm


where Lunar glow brightens the

sky with beams of moonlight guiding

the way.


Far below they know. Their hums and

their drums create a sacred sound, a

required rhythm


for using garlands and sweet smelling

herbs under the full moon, where Sage

drives out evil spirits, negative thoughts,


and downbeat entities are banished to a

realm where they only exist in our dreams,

visions and poems.


Cedar: Cypress and Juniper purify and

attract first-class energies. Mugwort heals,

gives foresight, stimulates dreams and visions


of drum circle participants who are healed of bad

feelings, negative thoughts, dire spirits and harmful

energy when evil spirits are driven away.


Drum Circle

Drum circle


I needed to heal my loathing of the human race that

made me want to travel to outer space. My doctor

gave me a damn drug that made me act, as if I was

drinking from a jug so I could never get a date.


I quit taking that stuff that made life so rough, but

not soon enough to abolish my foolish actions.

Detestation returned. When I tried to get a date,

it became like before, in my eyes I only saw ugly

men and women who killed their cousins so they

could eat.


In the need to hone my communication skills,

to listen and communicate with other members

of the human race, to share my creative thoughts,

I discovered the magic of people gathering in a

circle that has no beginning and no end.


Becoming part of that circle allowed me to experience

others as equals, to understand, to take their hand.

That accelerated my physical healing, boosted my

immune system to the ceiling. Created energy waves

that rippled over me and radiated in my brain.


The rhythms grew and changed in the drum circle.

This greatly enhanced my visual, auditory and

kinestheticways of learning, making me aware that I’d

have to get out of my box to see the human race as fit

to travel to with me to outer space, or for me to go

out on a date.