Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Sunday, September 23, 2012

The Boundless Love

That is to say, there is a love that exists
Which is unlike anything to be made by words.
A love to free, it does not remember the first time it wept.
Weeping is for the FREE.
How can it stray when it never had a home
How can it stay if it is always leaving. Not Fleeting,
just moving, always going somewhere.
Never returning for it never left.
A love so wild it cannot remember its own name
simply joyous in its skin
never greedy
only grateful to be able to become.
never forgotten. always exemplary.
shining through speckles of darkness,
without righteousness
without reason
simply to be without bounds
without questions to be answered
without assurance or the soliciting of affections.
A LOVE so clear water is its daughter.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

"Hyfidelik the GypsySun is a Nationless Mind. Immigrating through cultures and cosmic seeds, The GypsySun is one who gathers and collects all that he can find, artfully extracting its fundamentals and eccentricities like balsamic reduction, and adding it to the Sun's Goodie Bag. Hyfidelik comes from the fidelity required to remain loyal to the truth while channeling the high fidelity sound present in all of us. A world without borders to explore and a harmony with nature to be reclaimed. This is the story of Hyf's Blood Memory."

Monday, September 10, 2012

Lovely Labyrinth

Daedalus could barely escape after he completed building it.
Is it us who create such mirrors to entertain our life's theatre?
From the waves of instinct we dam ourselves into our own creations.
The damned. The pure. Single-filed like the the flow of ants.
Tuning in to the limits of our modesty. The hidden agenda of our chivalry.
The roles made for masks and the masks made from rolls of ancient scroll.
Evolved archetypes give young bloods their stripes.
Young guns their bullets. Young men their purpose.
The execuioner of instinct sits on your work desk.
Toggles your desires for the principle.
Prudent are they who can sway between the two.
Careless are those who must choose.