Sunday, January 25, 2015

Third Eye Feedback

 

I waited till nightfall

till the water was cold

till the water matched the midnight sky

 

I threw myself in

 

Face first I exhaled

till all the air fled my lungs

till I willed them to function as gills

 

I threw myself in

 

Motionless I became

till my exhilaration formed into yet another disappointment

till I had something else to add to my pile of outlier experiences

 

I threw myself in

 

Sensation returned to my eyes

till the sting of the sun again became a warm embrace

till understanding once again claimed squatter rights in my mind

 

I threw myself in

 

The river wouldn’t have me

In the morning on the other side of all the things

I went back to it all knowing

 

The river threw me out

 

© Christopher F. Brown 2015

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Flickering

5000 years ago

the shamans and the medicine workers looked into the fire

 

they saw me and you

you and I

They saw us

 

They called us gods

 

smoking cigarettes

They thought we breathed fire

 

getting in and out of cars, trains, and planes

They thought we could move between the realms of living and dead

 

using computers,

watching tv,

talking on cellphones

They thought limit was the thing not within our understanding

 

the fire of the future showed them

what they thought were gods

they couldn't hear our flaws

They couldn't smell our decay

 

Through the fire

They saw gods

 

in the mirror

most only see rot

 

in the mirror

most can't see past misplaced shame.

 

Christopher F. Brown  2015

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Trust 2015

water in the desert

fire in the tundra

 

Trust

unlike anything else that claims to be such

 

is precious

is rare

 

So much so that some have

never seen it

never heard it

never experienced it

 

to them it's myth and fairytale

little more than a half happy lie

 

Trust

to them that know

It's more fickle than a candle flame

It's more stable than helium

 

if you have it

treat it as the rare gift it is

 

if you have it

know that its strength depends on yours

 

if you have it

know that it has you

if you leave it

know it leaves you.

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2015

Saturday, December 27, 2014

It’s Your Decision

it is a fight

to hold on to that different

to hold onto that spark

 

it's not that life will beat it out of you

it is life

it is peace of mind

it is sanity

 

society

does not have it

phonies, fakes, and others

yes even some certain loved ones

do not have it

 

only you possess what it is

that youness that makes you

 

Cherish it

protect it

fight for it

it was given unto you and it is yours

most won't understand

it was never meant for most

 

the special uniqueness that make you

listen to that as your guide

follow that as your path

it is you

 

ultimately

it's only you that works for the benefit

that best benefits

you

 

They don't know you

only the image of:

what they see

what they think

what they want

what they feel

what their studies have shown

 

that is how they will treat your you

 

This is not how you should treat your

you.

 

 

©Christopher F. Brown 2014

Monday, December 1, 2014

Fool’s Journey For A Master

 

 

 

Seeking greatness

we refuse a mirror

seeking wisdom

we refuse all letters in every word

 

Seeking understanding of place

our place

in the universe

with the universe

of the universe

we refuse earth

 

amazing

 

Seeking everything

outside of self

we refuse to believe and blind ourselves to self

 

© Christopher f. Brown 2014

 

Saturday, November 29, 2014

A Clairvoyant Crush

 

 

Just say that I did admit how I feel about you

say that I said I was interested

I admitted that your mind fascinates me

I acknowledge that your vibrations harmonize with mine

I confessed to constructing conversations just to hear your voice and maybe see you smile

 

what then

 

I am too old for you as you are now

it would not be fair to you as I am now

you have so much life to live

so many lessons to learn

on your own

as I did

 

need to learn

on your own

as I did

 

without someone tainting it with their own failures

without someone jading it with their own success

without someone crippling you with aged seriousness and subdued patience

 

what then

 

We cant date because neither of have any money

lies I tell myself

lies I justify amongst myself

I know you

 

You’re the type of man that wouldn’t care

we could sit at the bus stop sharing headphones and a chicken wrap

listening to NPR

on our way to go protest

I know you

 

we could go to the bookstore and discuss

for hours

Kafkaesque minutia and Orwellian grandeur

 

we could go for long walks and hear

for hours

The Budos band in our chest and step and Fela in our soul and heart

 

what then

 

Do you now understand why you deserve better

than poor old me

 

Do you now understand why I haven’t

why I wont attempt

the beautifully opulent and too young for me

as I am now

that is you

 

I’ll accept this juvenile awkwardness because it is all that I can have

anything else

anything more

would be selfish

would be unfair

to the vision that is you

 

© Christopher F. Brown 2014

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Ghosts & Spirits

 

That’s interesting

 

one implies a haunting

hair on the back of necks standing on end

unexpected unexplained

 

chills

 

down backs

up spines

in the air

 

something

in the corner of an eye

 

That’s interesting

 

one implies a total take over

encompassing and embodying

an age or art

 

the essence of a being

the essence of being

the essence

 

That’s interesting.

 

© Christopher F. Brown 2014

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