Life progress in thy moments about to pass
Dear Reader,
I guess the blog has passed the rush views coming all the way from Far East...
Never been to these places where majority of readers read this blog...
Furthest East I have been in my life was India...
Ages ago...I have been lucky to see Taj Mahal in its all glory
a monument a grave built for the eternal Love a man had for her passed Lover...
and all he has asked from his sons was to be buried across the Taj Mahal in a black version of the same building..
probably it would be the greatest yin and yang
if it was to be realized
but his son's had other plans and they did not honor the promise they
gave to their father
so they suffered by having disloyal relations in all of their life..
reader, if you push away Love,
deny it,
ran away from it
trying to hide from it
it will rot you to your own demise
it will not be pretty
reader you don't fight with the mightiest force of the universe
as the word comes to its right location
today is the day we celebrate
being the humble servants of Love
we offer our humble allegiance to Love
and all the Deities reincarnated over and over again
whom gifted us Love over and over again...
Love that brought us the wings
so here today we celebrate Love
by a poem and an environmentally conscious nude
all for you Inanna...
Black crows escort my journey
under endless blue horizons tinted
with crimson dawning sun,
yet hazy and pastel with setting moon.
every day they salute me by picking meat
from the dead carcasses of the road kills I pass by
Life progress in thy moments about to pass
When you filled with unconditional Love
your prison which you call your container
becomes more full; more lively..
even your view is full of brutal truths of life
King H. Ironson
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