After the Gold Rush

this one goes out to my homie Neil Young who crafted these wondrous words for us all to contemplate from the song ‘after the gold rush’ “well, I dreamed I saw the silver space ships flying in the yellow haze of the sun, there were children crying and colors flying all around the chosen ones, all in a dream, all in a dream, the loading had begun, flying mother natures silver seed to a new home in the sun” 

What in the world is this non-sense? See maybe it is not non-sense you see, from the eyes is the soul, from the eye is the spirit, gaze into the haze without sense of self and you will climb over to the next shelf, you see it is not of this world of sense.













Meditating Monkey

one day monkey jumped over the sun



The next day she sat under the moon



While it was all in good fun

There was nothing left but deep gloom



Until a bird said to her, 

You are free



You are loved



You are beautiful

You are a miracle



And so the gloom was doomed with one swoop of the poop



Take a break today, let yourself go, be unserious and meditate

SnowBearMonkeyDog

No matter the weather it’s no matter to matter the weather whether you have legs or no legs go for a trot and connect with the source from which you came, let your heart guide you from your frozen tips of your toes all zee way up to ur nose, see you out there.