Yes, it is true! I am real and it is reality! War is over if you want it.
pooft!
AHHHHHH.
That feels nice huh?
If you wish it and I wish it, then it certainly is real, please let's spend our time together making wishes come true.
The personal is political!
The reality is we are all dreamers. When we share those dreams with someone else they become reality, we begin to self-actuate through sharing. We become activists and we change the world. When we are together there is a spirit, a soul, that is created, larger than each one of us and completly unique to that moment and that union. We can't change that by not recognizing it. We turn away from the light but the light is still on. Through practice we can speak as one like musicians or dancers that together transcend the material in a palpable way that sounds, that tastes, that hears and talks and listens, that moves. It is a movement. I'm a sensation! And we are a winner!
Cuando:
Cuando cantamos
La primavera está en busca
De los verdes, azules y amarillos preñados
De las novias sedosas de los negros y rojos
Del blanco sin dolor en las pisadas del Invierno
Del valor en la luna nueva pintar una acuarela de cada madrugada
De la Poesía de las sombras escriben para el sol
When we sing
The spring hunts
For pregnant greens, blues, and yellows
For black and red's silky girlfriends
For painless white in Winter's footprints
For the new moon's courage
In each morning's watercolor
For the poetry of the shadows written for the sun
Do not sell yourself short. Do not sell you and I short.
War is over if you want it. Do you really want it? Certainly you've wanted things before, and, gone to great lengths and spent years planning and doing, saving and spending, asking and giving. At times it looked like the whole thing might fail, but, you are a champion! You came through! You had a dream ... you made it come true, and, you touched others along the way, and, truly God blessed you.
Now Imagine! War is over if you want it. Love is coming to us all! That my friend is reality! All this other stuff is just illusion.
Some people treat life like dirt. They can't see the magic in the moment all around them. In this life we do not get ends. We just get means. In the next life we get the ends. Every waking second. Every blink of an eye. Is a brand new reality. A brand new day. Wholly new and separate from the last and the next. Pregnant with possibility. Take this present, this gift, that we are only in right now, and slip inside this house that you pass by.
Open up your heart, and Let the sunshine in!