Many of you may have noticed and its true, the world is at lack of heroes, I welcome all heroes to my home for an adventure extravanganza, based in the fundamentals of non-doing and perseverence. Yielding the energies of the plants, the sky, the stars, even the rocks, the energies of the elements and every herb! Even yielding emptiness, the day begins, a new life.
Newness is like fresh leaves, that green of the leaves, its always new, it seems like there is a peace of mind, a quality of mind that is ever arising, joining with the senses, this quality is wholeness, and leads into samadhi. Cherishes the divine in all things, the divine holds and cherishes us, we are the river and the rain. A mushroom sprouts up and the wood is full of the swishing music of the droplets falling upon leaves, branches, and moist ground. Its time like this when I remember there is nothing and time shatters, a full nothing though.
My head races with a call out a call intuitive I fly here and now to the free roaming planes, to the places far away, in some form, I fly away
because there is the unknown there is a flower to dance it with
all things find shapes impressions
this art that is Life
passed on by so many
friends, as we circle and dance of life dance, we are heroes we are partakers in the sacrament which is life itself, the boon of being
sometimes i think to myself why have I done it\
it beig becom a hero
and i know its because i had hidden strength
