Write like a flare
behave as air
teach my soul to breathe
And take me eye level with your Mother God.
I’m just feeling my way without a map or a GPS.
Los Angeles leads the world in haze, mirrors and freeways.
Fame is a drug on prescription all the hours of the 24.
Atheists disguised as clowns perform at children’s parties.
Fortune tellers lay in wait for customers at Farmers’ Markets.
Repeatedly I am invited by strangers to a church by the name of Agape.
Agape translates from the Greek as… selfless, sacrificial, unconditional love, the highest of the four types of love in the Bible.
Oh well, still I have a ways to go before I reach Agape.
I take my guitar and my speculative script to the pharmacy all the hours of the 24.
With a slow burning heart
I drive to the pharmacy with my guitar,
All the hours of the 24.
Kind of Facebook
memory fish, job to do.
What does it take to be fully conscious and present in this moment?
What does it take to accept personal responsibility to make positive social change in one’s life and the lives of others…
When we’ve been touched by the presence of God, the call to service, our inner voice, or our search for greater meaning and fulfillment in our life; we are advised not to turn away from our mission and have amnesia.