Concerto for

Source: Concerto for Those Who …

This is a concerto I have had in my mind for a while and was just able to play and edit it late and today. It is love. But there are those who think if I name them FB will be onto them. If you are on FB you are known way beyond your imagination. A lovely concerto for those I love who despise my naming them for thanks or simply as an act of positive action, I apologize for the pain I have caused you. So here is a nameless concerto that ends in a pretty beautiful two or three minute solo piano extension on an idea of right vision and right speech as forms of expelling the hardened heart and allowing the love to exist rather than to destroy what is good and positive. Be good and positive. One of my beloved said to get over the friends who reacted out of hate. But it’s hard for me. I believe in the positive power of friendship so much that even in the face of hatred or negativity I must offer love and do not harm. No matter the struggles and harms of this life there is still the love and years of friendship worth keeping rather than burying it over some gossip and forms of misalliance. always remember, there is a “hide from timeline” button so no one will know you know me or are beloved even if you yield a hammer over honest conditions. Be love. Peace. Be love now.

Because They Said


This is experimental noise poem. Me vox, 4 Tibetan singing bowls concentrating on two primarily and echo phase strings so there is a more ominous undercurrent throughout. This may be a download with book, I don’t know. It may still not be distorted enough as I passed out working on editing at the very end and lost all I had served as a movement between rooms of the vast to claustrophobic drone upon drone.

Poems in Rage and Love with Crazed Sounds Pushing Beyond My Beyond

Do not turn up too loud. Be careful. This goes from gentle to classic earsplittiinloudenbangin one note to the next and if you have heard live Tibetan Bowls you know that they can be taken to the lowest low to a shrill thought impossible, well it is not impossible.

I had a blast recording this. It has a few of my most published poems two I think are personal masterpieces. Can you tell? Probably not. But that is not why I made this recording. I wanted to go beyond even my most experimental capabilities with live instruments. I did. So I Om’d and Namo Abitabha’d a bit just to settle the back heart into motion before an ear explosion happens. Or maybe it is not as risky as I think. Who knows? I don’t. If I did it would sound completely different and that is not why I did it this way.

Stupid background noise had me trash the first 24-28 minute version. So there is some aggression going on. We all need a little aggression.

This is not an easy piece. I would in fact call it about as experimental as I have gotten which is to say Beware Crazed Sounds Ahead. So enter at your own risk. I just wanted to go beyond anything I’ve heard and it may be because it is simply awful or that it just needs work while still being something unheard. I don’t know. Stupid background noise had me trash the first recording so this version has a bit of venom to it. Better to burn on the wing than stooped upon a ladder with some Moloch prince in a three piece suit…

Song: Silent Corner That You Claim and Hide

Three instruments and me. Obviously about the silent corners we fear in our minds, and that those who push the hardest they are strong inside are usually crumbling with fear from deep inside; and then, they point and say it’s you, it’s you whose life and actions cause the curses in your mind, and in ‘yours’ too Psychology Today noodlers. Yeah, right view takes work. And then: Nope. Not me. Sorry y’all. I claim nothing of who you are and dedicate this song to me. So if I want to write hate mail, me to me, who cares, I am more open than the sea; so I hate me about love or a sincere heart showing pain then I can hate me, I can hate me all I want and equally love even more opening up right view, right view as supernatural, as we know, right view is where it all begins; and these are yours and all those screaming blue meanies you seem to adore, yeah I give a hand out to touch the finger of your blue meanies in mind theft and word chores. Then I just smile and laugh. The sun shines too hard for some. If you are on FB you are known. uh the photo is ironic hahaha just making fun of myself

Homage to Kakusandha the Buddha- The conqueror of the army of Mara – 7:6:17, 6.41 PM

I don’t know what happened today. All I could feel was reverence for creative forces.

From Pali Text Chants
Verse 5.Satta Buddha Vandana: Homage to the Seven Supreme Buddhas

2.Vessabhussa naamatthu-nahatakassa tapassino
Namatthu Kaakusandhassa Marasenapmaddino

Homage to Vessabhu the Buddha: Free from all defilements….and possessed of great energy.
Homage to Kakusandha the Buddha: The conqueror of the army of Mara
(note: Mara equivalent to dark evil, dark angels, temptations)

Compassion? Reason? What, are you crazy?

I Was Just Thinking About Moral Code in Simplest of Terms

The nature of one creature is not that of another. There is only one human race for example But we act differently culture to culture while remaining of the same race. For some compassion and reason the rule of law, prior to Citizens United when we released the pit viper on the people; before a darkness fell over our land we knew who we were talking to, as in nothing was hidden at to their nature of being compassionate and reasonable or self centered and greedy. We knew who a person was in the South When I lived out West it was a tremendous learning curve in finding the true self. Why ask this?Because things have changed so much we really do not even know our closest friends and even family because a politic of lies and theft, hidden meanings and tricks have made it appear that this is our nature. It is not. It is the nature of the blasphemy of “in God we Trust” written on our money. Compassion and reason must be allowed to return within, behind and as our actions. It represents our humanity. I see it more in a golden retriever than I have in many people. So why is so hard for it? Why must we fight so hard to get truth, compassion and reason out of a person when it is God given, nature in our genes, and most of all our conditions of youth in growing up. We learn to over come by being reasonable, compassionate, trustful people, work at it, we bring our selves back to the nature we were God given at birth.
I feel for our youth seeing a criminal Groper in Chief, a dinosaur cowboy preaching failed conversion therapy and a Smirk of the House as our leaders. They must be taught the opposite of what our government and politicians do, and then explain by n sight. from any number of compassionate sources as to why as human beings we are commanded to act with compassion and trust, reason and a sense of justice.
Laying off the piano for a bit so contemplating on moral philosophy and human nature. I believe if we live by compassion, reason, honesty, fair justice, peace, love and charity then we have a great society. People must work if they are able, a days pay for a days work, to eliminate the words “woman and equality” from ever being in a sentence again. And I know I did not go extreme enough for the satisfaction of all but let us keep this as an example for now. We must fight and work, meditate and converse our way back into a state of being of compassionate, trustful, honest, loving, charitable, peaceful and just people.
Can we do it? I think no but hope yes. Examples show me compassion is ultimately abused. Reason becomes a political excuse for why they steal. Justice determined by what a person can get away with by never paying for use of any specific object or nature. So we press on and keep teaching. Never stop teaching these steps of humanity. If we do not then we will wipe ourselves off the face of this much maligned God given mother earth. In this galaxy of limitless galaxies good is noted and inscribed upon our civics and history books before Texas text book authority finishes lying and changing up our history and the purpose and rule of law as stated in basic civics.
Against all these things we fight, and it sux to have to fight ,but we must, to be moral beings as one human race.