Posts with Audio Readings
Jul 9, 2013
Achieving mindfulness during your daily activities will reveal great rewards, even in the most mundane of tasks. Mindfulness is that space where you are in touch with life-experience and you are brightly aware. Do not allow precious moments to pass-by full of unnoticed experiences. When you are unaware and lack mindfulness, you feel empty, because life's experiences are passing you by, leaving you hungry. Experiences are meant to fill you. When people do not partake of natural, common and essential experience through mindfulness, they often seek to fill their hungers artificially by chasing empty and destructive experiences. The world is full of alluring, flashy and thrilling experiences, which are illusionary traps--they are paths to nowhere. The path to transcendence is unrecognized by...
Dec 11, 2012
The purpose of this message is not to provide you with a belief system. You were created and you do exist. Rest your mind for a moment in the peace of knowing you were created and you do exist. Do not quarrel or restlessly seek for more knowledge, until you have given proper honor to what you already know. You exist. No matter the source of our creation let us give honor to that source. Pause your opinions, debating and absolute knowing for long enough to conceive gratitude. Once you conceive the gratitude thought, then hold it safely in your mind and keep the gratitude thought alive. You are alive in the world just like that thought. Do not let the gratitude thought fade away. Give honor to your source by having an abiding respect and reverence for life. There is no room for reverence in...
Jun 21, 2012
Let us shout, weep and sing, for every dark and bright thing. Let us joy in the breath, for the minutes we have left. Such is life for the muse within, the dearth of art the cardinal sin. And so I scribble, wail and boom, my art my mark upon my tomb.
Feb 18, 2012
Swallowing up the corpses An appetite of doom Many a meaty courses Made my gut a tomb I devoured moms and babies My hunger near a rage Down to Davy's Locker The bars of my ribcage My swollen putrid innards Filled with fish and fowl And beastly guts and gizzards That rot within my bowls Grinning over my plate With a leg bone in my hand Like a grim reaper of fate To the creatures of the land Maybe there is a paradise For those creatures of misery Whose terrified pair-of-eyes Hauntingly, live-on in me
Feb 16, 2012
I looked under every rock. I looked in every flower. I looked between the seconds. I looked in every hour. I looked in every shadow. I looked at every Star. I looked in every meadow, At things that were, and are. I found every darkness, I found every glory. I found every choice, In every single story. I found I AM the difference, My thoughts are free to be. I found it isn’t what it seems-- I found, it’s only me.
Sep 13, 2011
chemical days and nights prefab’s in the suburbs chemical vinyl siding over chemical walls glued little bits of trees chemical paint and carpet microwaved food and preservatives hormones and antibiotics dishwasher detergent residues chlorine, floride and shampoo artificial colors and smells ocean breeze air freshener a deep chemical breath lovers with chemistry chemical colored and cleaned sheets chemical perfume and romance chemical erection pills chemical birth control chemical lubricants and sex chemical vaccines for HPV chemical days and nights chemical living; a chemical life slow chemical reactions chemical consequences chemical chemo therapy chemical death and chemical embalming
Jul 12, 2010
I want to rip the roofs off of all the buildings So you can look up and see the sun shinning And then knock down the remaining walls To create an endless garden, we all call home I want to lift my cup to catch the rainwater And drink from blue skies, with no rusty drains I want to bury my shoes, and hold a service, Where my feet meet the Earth, that received the corpses I want to pluck fruit to eat from the trees, As I consider them my friends, and their shade a gift I want a little dirt on my imperfect vegetables As I forget the cold institutions of death, called stores I want to hear the birds, wind, ocean and children's laughter Prevail over strange noises of TV, cars and synthesized music I want everyone to quit their jobs and throwaway all the money And give everyone a new occ...
Mar 3, 2010
Famished and starving let me eat the breath of your soul And inhale the fragrance from your hot panting lips Let me prowl in the shadows of your hidden places And harvest with desperate hands the grit of your teeth Cast your helpless glint from the beam of your drunk eyes As I shatter your loving calm to the desperate sweat of panic Let the fiery rays of your heart's sun burn us to sweet ashes And weep upon the fallen dust, of our flesh reborn in truth Let my growling hunger rape upon the fear of not enough And my seething blood boil out a red-hot tongue on your salty canvas Let loose the frenzied lust of a desperate starving beast To set upon your soul, and feed upon the essence of our creation Reach for our calm communion, as I worship in your souls' temple Breath with me our simple...
Dec 22, 2004
I have held a human soul As it flew right from my hands And I watched that warm red glow Chill, and then disband I have looked in knowing eyes That knew not any more Nor winked quaint goodbyes That twinkled just before I have felt a weakened breath That moved in shallow sighs That rattled upon death But spoke of no goodbyes I have held a hand in waiting Until minutes before the night Our clasp slowly abating Then gone just with the light There was nothing I could sense No mystical night surprise Just a profound silence Broken by sobs and cries
Sep 22, 2004
I have heard the rumors and whispering of discontentment I have seen the shaking, angry fists and pointing fingers I have felt the hot breath of heavy arguments raging I have tasted the bitterness of people divided by lies And… I know the joys that set the roots of longing in your past I feel the desperation in your pleas for promise and hope I sense the anxiety as you hold tightly onto the present I believe in your worthy longsuffering to shape the future For You’re the split bodies that bathed distant shores to bloody red You’re the American, born, baptized, and buried dressed in white You’re the desperate hands that hold the stars on waving fields of blue You’re the wish that your bright banner would never fade away Yet I will blow down your sacred edifices of long traditions I will...
Apr 4, 2004
What shall be known of the days we’ve wasted The friends we’ve loved and those we’ve hated What will become of the laughter last Or those once known in lives long past What shall we do with the time we’ve wasted Or the gentle lips like wine once tasted What of our children alone when we die Or our bodies like fallen leaves that lie What will come of the mornings and the days Who will remember our purpose and ways What of our memories and what of the pain Who will know them as us the same It is you— that will live them one more time And you will taste those lips of wine You too will know the joys I knew, And sorrows’ longing, for life anew See More Poetry and Photography in Bryant's Book:Collected Works of Poetry, Photography and Art
Jun 15, 2003
When Gregory was 20 his father died, leaving his enormous wealth and estate to his mother. Gregory had mental illness, and was a burden to his mother, who he believed was always ashamed of him. After his father's death, Gregory was sent to the street, penniless, and without any support or safety-net, where he lived out the rest of his life. I took this picture of him in 2003, and wrote and dedicated this poem to his life, in June of 2012. It writhes, and tides and turns the guilt-man burning burns he sits out in the sun baking cracks into muddy truth Can I simply be a human? is there room left in your world or do I disappear when you walk by, like my stink that swirls and fades Your nose and heart closed i am repugnant to you-- superficial cunt, perfumed and adorned, but ne...
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