friends and teachers at the marketplace

strange times that
I go out seeking and
they come to me
in people forms
and in sickness
and in health
in song and silence
and more silence

I enjoy running into people
and being animated
using choice words

this man says there is
a lot of healing in my hand

and cussed a little
which made me like him

down to earth guy with long beard
a mystic in the marketplace

we sat and meditated prana style
the kind of breath that makes
you experience
whatever is in the air unseen
whatever is always there in whatever air

it is good to get
out of the house and think
bigger thoughts outside the
risk of going comatose
oh and he said
the Tarot is kind of dark
and drips with ego…
interesting
still I turn up one card
a day and say
I have always been
a spiritual person, sir
but now I know I’m seeing
the signs that
I have to focus

one of them is
follow thy own intuition
seek teachers and lessons
and do not be fooled
at the very beginning
be
careful and
care free
pick and choose

pick up a worry like a dye-cast metal matchbox car and look at it, open the little doors and close them back. a small child will take this incident, and kick it into the corner. rolls on wheels crashes
smack into a wall
some walk through
like the parting
of the waters
you should drink
more water

Gaiman’s desert for fictionally trapped Marco, parched, seeing things, subject to delusions, meets many ultra-unique characters along the way. the soft places. Gaiman’s Morpheus allows Marco escape. A return to father, arm around his shoulder, walking off, Monday night, end of story. Done. See. Sleep sound.

He said, you should go and be with your wife in Spain. I said, it’s not so easy, and that might be harder than what I’ve got going on now. He gave me the impression that I’m just making excuses for myself, that I need more courage. Man, I’ve thought of it on that first day, but then stopped. I’m thinking about it some more. Then again, we’ve been together for seven years. I don’t see anything ending between us. Maybe some time apart like this will be good, you know? Who knows.

(strange entry, I know)

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