finding sombody decent is impossible..

know what you must say
and say it
know what you must do
and do it
cause you know who
and you know where
you just have to take it there
you know you can be happy
yea you know it
cause you know so

the eagle soars into turquoise and indigo
catching gold on white tipped feathers
in cadence of wind and stillness
singing an swooping with currents and storms
aline, the far-seer, sky dancer.
sun fire dips down to serpentine underwold
and eagle descends on rose and mauve and amber light
to an eyrie for night's long dream

head curved under wings
eagle encircled in sleep
reflecting early kinship
with those scaled and coiled beings
who swallow the sun in their tangled trap
while the lost world waits in darkness an dream;
and in dreamworld gods an goddesses
beat the pulse of prayer
dancing near smaller fires
drumming towards greater light
creating songs from cries of loss
fanning the glowing ember of heart
praising color:
green of growth, gold of maize
soft rich browns of deer and earth
rainbow prisms of mist and sun
and riotous spring anemonies
tangerine and aienna of autumn's burnt lemon death
after summer's blue heat
and the white quiet in the center
of winter's stillness

and as hope begins to flicker
in the endless dark tunnel of night
eagle dreams stir
and in sleep awaken shadow-winged predator spirits
who dive for us all
into alien elements
fathomless seas of cobalt an black
dive through the surface
along watery cresentsof moon's mirrored image
downward liquid spiral journey
and now is our need for eagle's sharp vision:
glimpse of turbulence below
dark shapes massing and and twisting
in volcanic force the sun is caught
by serpents jealous and frenzied in battle
surround the light;
beak an talon curved
wings pull against the tidal vortex
moving with but not surrendering
to that power
and they strike

for an endless moment hearts stop in their sleep
drums do not beat
as feathers, coils, silver fangs and claws
embrace in the death of our dreams;
and in that moment the sun is freed
and begins to float luminous
towards that thin membrane where sea and sky meet
leaving an image of frozen fury far below
and finally, bursting through
with the sound of silence and color
dawn is borne up on wings of light

life stirs
light stirs us all
and an eagle stirs towards the sun
on the sighs of our awakening...

so imagine this...

an atom makes up molecules and molecules make up everything we know. it makes up trees, rocks, dirt, skin, animals, water, everything. now these things inhabit/make up our earth, the dirt the trees, the animals ect. and out earth is part of a solar system. made up of a sun and some planets with moons. along with our solar system there are many other solar systems within our galaxy, which is made up of billions upon billions of stars. along with our galaxy are other galaxys, all containing planets, stars, and possibly other life forms such as ourselfs. there is galaxy after galaxy, extending into the infinite reaches of space, extending into as much as the mind could think.

now imagine if all of this information, all of this time an stars an gas an planets, and life were all contained in one atom and this atom was part of a tree or a rock on some other plane of dimention. and so on an so forth.

that is what i believe existance is...

theres nothing to do in Niskayuna, never come to niskayuna

yay its nice outside!

time to go hiking!

pink eye fucking sucks