Little Star
Hello Beautiful,
Darling I’m here. I’m with you.
Crashing sound. The roar of thunder. A tremendous drop off the tip of an everlasting precipice - and gently, a slowing; we halt, held motionless - my eyes meet yours. We are ALIVE. Let us begin. Let us continue. I see you. I will not leave you. Do as you KNOW.
See the blind man walking. Give him your eyes.
See the small girl talking. Give her your height.
See the wild, chained and frantically snarling creature aching, on the end of taught leash. Give him your time. Stop. Unhinge the clasp, let loose the sphere, the loop around his neck. Set free every beast. Not a single atom is ours to keep.
Darling you are a STAR exploding and your excellence will be a gift or a hindrance - for choice, bequeathed; passed on through the sensational, sensory-dense ages of this spinning planet now rests - is dropped at our feet. We have feet. We walk. We talk. We zip, we zing from here to there, we sing with a voice rich with sound-pumped air. We are King. Empress. The Maker of All Things. I gift to you my heart.
I say to you, dearest, I will stand by your side. At your side I take in air, I stare; all reverie materialized. You’re here; we’ve arrived.
I take your hand and our hearts thump. The gong resounds. Through us the beginning, one hoop of connectivity resumes, recommences, we vibrate with the energy of All That Is. You are my hero. Hold me, as I hold you. We are eternity, a spiral of breathtaking beauty quaking. I tremble with the all-powerful knowing of your glowing; an irrefutable possibility. Be well, let us save one another, FOREVER.
What a thing, to have a baby… I THINK. What a thing… to be a MOTHER.
Earth Life is beautiful. So too, is it riddled with ugliness. You will hear, HERE you will hear with ears, taste on your tongue, see with two eyes, smell through a nose, and feel through your fingers, hands, feet and toes…. an expression. HERE you will hear an idea; a thought in the mind; a thought derived from fear. Here they fear, and here they say “FUCK” the anomaly. It is a word, a symbol with meaning. A symbol and a word like all the other symbols and words. Here you will find so many symbols, so many words. Be careful my darling. For here they give words great power, and here some words carry great pain.
F - U - C - K… HERE it means to ruin, to destroy.
Instead, as you journey, remember instead… my words NOW…
F - A consonant for Friendship, Friendliness, Forgiveness.
U - Under each stone Undulates Unison, one Unwavering hUm.
C - Caw says the Crow, and entirety of his black sheath for them is an omen; good versus evil. Carry with you your sword of Cocooning light. Love them through Calm and Catastrophe.
K - Kindness rules all sorrow. Let there be Light. A flower blooms in the desert. An angel guides the devil. The devil speaks in all languages. Language is irrelevant. KINDNESS RULES ALL SORROW.
“Fuck the anomaly….” Flip EVERY untruth on its head. Transform. Shapeshift. Make ALL beautiful. The anomaly is Everything. F-U-C-K spins to L-O-V-E. Do you see? Toy blocks… all human endeavors are merely wood blocks with colored letters; each a square, a cube with six symbolic faces, and the word, the formation you see, is but an infinite array of your creation; of what you wish to perceive.
This is my mother’s whisper… a tickling kiss of air in your soon-to-be ear. as you climb from the seat of your starry throne and jump… into an earth existence. A Big Bang, a flash of light, of flash of sound, and suddenly the whooshing smack of confinement… time after time you arrive screaming and crying, always the flesh made vessel a new oddity infinite sizes too tight. Hello little HUMAN… little human blinking with life, with light. Hello little star with two eyes. I WISH you a magnificent ride.
And darling, no matter the outcome, no matter WHAT YOU CHOOSE… I dream of you. I dream of you from the heavens, I dream of you from earth’s tilt. And always I ache to hold you, to know you, to be with you. To care for you. You are my child. Life. Death. Life. Death. Life. Death. This is your wish; the repetition of a limitless fantasy. Dazzling, orbiting existence. Always my little human, always my little star… you choose to leap. So always… time after time, again and again… I jump first. This is how earth works.
Toy blocks, and a never-ending story. May we build for us all a grand dream.