COLLIDESCAPES
... AND OTHER MOMENTS
For us, to mingle is to perpetuate joy, and to live in the realm of bliss. The puzzle of circumstance and the reverence of association. The pageantry of sexuality. We are the ballers and callers with motive and territory..like diamonds in the rough..orphans of generations to destiny. The breeds of body mind and spirit -So few with so much and such little time it seems. I am a good guy, I can tell by the calmness in the chaotic forces that storm in the midst. If it is the end, than we are somehow blessed ..and will go on..if not here than we will all find each other somewhere else in some other form. For we have lived and loved and celebrated ourselves for all eternity.
The sex, drugs, and rock n' roll business. Lifestyles of the up and coming and the already been there, done that. The depths of artists in turmoil, slumps in their creation to attempt the understanding of it all. Everyone on something. The amount of drugs asphyxiated the experience for this entire race. Still I elude my 'ness..so that they don't get to close, and I don't get too close.
Kiss me again and mean it. Prove me wrong. I survive in this turbulent and unknowable meandering chasm of romance, adoration, consumption and bliss. We are a dieing race. I was always looking for something...a spark to direction or to the next place. A resolution to the place I was in. The man that am, from the man that I was, to the man I will be. What was it that keeps pushing me further? What was my life's work, my work life, just my life.
I'm always amazed with people. From their particulars to their overalls. I am constantly shown a new angle to the spectrum of relationship scenarios.
The city goes by outside...the modern New York. The beacons of all individuals who visualize the free society. The top of the heap. The anscestral pile of enslaved and empowered societies from centuries past land here. The chosen and assumed seat of the culmination that we call human evolution; the modern society. The brain washing and mental laundry we saturate for generations.
Till what end and what truths are we satisfied. Where is our spirit??
The industrial revolution has made our planet toxic and the religious fanaticism has frozen us in fear. We must take personal strides everyday to clean our minds and souls and be fresh with one another.
Mission Statement:
economically and spiritually self sufficient- in control of our bodies and minds and lives. Liberation of men, woman, and children from problems that stem from antiquated philosophies and processed fear. All human beings deserve to live on this planet, without threat of violation; physical or spiritual, simply because of the body they were born in, the gender they were born to, or region they live in. Love- errickson
The sex, drugs, and rock n' roll business. Lifestyles of the up and coming and the already been there, done that. The depths of artists in turmoil, slumps in their creation to attempt the understanding of it all. Everyone on something. The amount of drugs asphyxiated the experience for this entire race. Still I elude my 'ness..so that they don't get to close, and I don't get too close.
Kiss me again and mean it. Prove me wrong. I survive in this turbulent and unknowable meandering chasm of romance, adoration, consumption and bliss. We are a dieing race. I was always looking for something...a spark to direction or to the next place. A resolution to the place I was in. The man that am, from the man that I was, to the man I will be. What was it that keeps pushing me further? What was my life's work, my work life, just my life.
I'm always amazed with people. From their particulars to their overalls. I am constantly shown a new angle to the spectrum of relationship scenarios.
The city goes by outside...the modern New York. The beacons of all individuals who visualize the free society. The top of the heap. The anscestral pile of enslaved and empowered societies from centuries past land here. The chosen and assumed seat of the culmination that we call human evolution; the modern society. The brain washing and mental laundry we saturate for generations.
Till what end and what truths are we satisfied. Where is our spirit??
The industrial revolution has made our planet toxic and the religious fanaticism has frozen us in fear. We must take personal strides everyday to clean our minds and souls and be fresh with one another.
Mission Statement:
economically and spiritually self sufficient- in control of our bodies and minds and lives. Liberation of men, woman, and children from problems that stem from antiquated philosophies and processed fear. All human beings deserve to live on this planet, without threat of violation; physical or spiritual, simply because of the body they were born in, the gender they were born to, or region they live in. Love- errickson
