Body Love


John Lushenko, Joe Chandler, Julie Marrington, Judy Tucker, Debra Bonnie, Vanessa Briscoe Hay, Mike Handyside, Art Crawley, Art Spain, Trey Darley, Jan Hickel, Melanie Paulk Abderrahman, Cory Moore Smith, Larry Hicks, Don Chambers (yeah right), Peter Keane, Peter Wilson, Peter Cline and if I type faster FB will block it from being heard. The walls are everywhere, tear them down and live.

This was intended to be a short piece on love. As I played and added more instrumentation and deepened the lower end the more fun it became; it grew as I found myself singing whatever that may be f…

Source: Body Love

Gentle in the near 3 a.m.


August has been hard. The worst month in a couple of years. So, after the symphonies to women in countries where they are of no more value than a goat and treated even worse. I wrote a gentle lovely little piece.
I hope it reaches you with love and peace. Oddly enough, it was difficult to compose and to play nonetheless as a moment of tranquility. we need that, even in the midst of war or as the object of hate and derision, we need a sense of peace to keep our sanity. Here’s to sanity! And really, I do wish Peace to all who take the time to listen. Maybe read my published poetry here. there’s a lot. I love. I just love. Even in darkness there is love.

Symphony #6 For the Tortured and Ruined Women of Africa to India by the hand and hate in Islam today. It breaks my heart, we are all to blame, we are each one of us with an able hand.


What is left but to kill, to kidnap, to rape, to destroy, to sell in an open slave market, to strangle a daughter for shaming by marryin the wrong man, to throw acid at school shilren out for an ed…

Source: Symphony #6 For the Tortured and Ruined Women of Africa to India by the hand and hate in Islam today. It breaks my heart, we are all to blame, we are each one of us with an able hand.

Symphony #6 For the Tortured and Ruined Women of Africa to India by the hand and hate in Islam today. It breaks my heart, we are all to blame, we are each one of us wiht an able hand.


What is left but to kill, to kidnap, to rape, to destroy, to sell in an open slave market, to strangle a daughter for shaming by marryin the wrong man, to throw acid at school shilren out for an ed…

Source: Symphony #6 For the Tortured and Ruined Women of Africa to India by the hand and hate in Islam today. It breaks my heart, we are all to blame, we are each one of us wiht an able hand.

Mendocino Blues Poetry


A set of songs and poems, thoughts and food articles. I hope you enjoy.

Peace. Love. Faith.

(this photo against brick walls is from my lean years)

I knew my homeland, I don’t — H Lamar Thomas’ Blog


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Five minute work of a condensed vision of several Bruckner symphonic themes. Very compressed so hopefully I was able to transfer the sense fo being home but this just dost not feel like my Georgia anymore, I never know which dialect of thinking I enccounter until they are angry, I’m confused and feel like […]

via I knew my homeland, I don’t — H Lamar Thomas' Blog

Raphael and Padre Pio in cliassical motif. Others are much better than I in al istances Ijust poe=


As light and as spiritually heavy as these two wonderful Saints can be felt from my own humble perspective and contemplative existence. If one must hate me for being a Ctholic these past 6 years then please do so, I will start over and speak even less that I did my first year hear among the Saturday night prayers and whispers. I am saddened by the negativity under the rugs, yet hold strong in my love for God, the angels and saints for keeping me alive long enough to repent and hopefully bring in a new catholic or two. For any who may hold a grudge, hate or negativity towards me for having been blessed by miracles . I call Padre Pio and Raphael. The beautiful and beloved Rahael, the  humour among the steadfastsdsssssssssssssssssssssssddakkkkaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddsssssssssssssss

Zone Sunrise


https://soundcloud.com/h-lamar-thomas/zone-sunrise-lawn

Zone Peace is a Covenant


 

 

ZONE PEACE IS A COVENANT

Based on my overall complete and compelled by, beauty and love that Miyazaki lets float across the screen. His world is populated with winter/spring piano music. I’m just mockingbird in the nihgt, singing to any who will hear my call. Love. It is Love. We must love the heart of the evil and vile among us, we must pray they seek the phantaste of a door leading to warring worlds and peaceful countrysides, and of course, riding a friendly wolf dragon makes it even more a cares of the senses, please place your anger in the right places. Love will emerge. God Loves You More. Hand your fears and worries over to God, take time to ride your wolf dragon across star shining skies, and just for a moment there is Peace, peace before the shouts and clamor, the curses and angry awakenings, leave them all behind..new worlds emerge, new hearts sing, for that heart, for purity which would allow again shake aware the hatreds. Please if you must hate, then hate the right thing, if you must war the war against the right will and ideology. Feel like a Miyazaki film score. I just want a touch of innocence again. Don’t we all, beyond rhetoric, beyond ithe here or there, that even this is the tax of war, we all just want to get away. And others, so if you can, seek peace, when others offer say yes, we are al in one need or another. Just as soon as I find that Tardis key……Hope Faith and Love to all, even the ones who wish to hate.
Please share, and if you dislike, that’s OK, we all have our likes and dislikes. I just feel the need to play and play and write till I drop, the day comes in and out, but I can feel what we have done, I can feel on my skin the idiot logic that ruled our Legislators for the past 26 years. Glad Artists have a place. What good are the 124 day work year people, they have no idea, no love, no vision of what the world is and what it will become in their hands. Rise up. Rise up one and all.

 

Against the Orange Beast


the writing may be a bit out of order, fixing it after SoundCloud did their reversal thing did not really fix it all, my fault but it’s been a long day, me say “ugh!”
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First, I quit smoking not a drag since 12 years ago, i just like the photo cause it reminds me of photos of French resistence and that sort of thing. See, there was the largest mass murder last night in American history. I blame it in part on the Orange Beast and his form of fascist, stalinist, little queenie hitler style hatred for all that is not “normal”. I hate normalcy. But I was born and did pursue al life as a servant a long time ago in food, poery, music, literature, hence I am a sesrvant. I am OK with that. Since I read and remember history, and what I read I was reminded of how the littel weanie leaders like the tiny hands of the Orange Beast or Kim Jong Un Batshit Crazy always go after Art. They demand what Art is acceptable and what is not. I like the stuff little queenie hitler and proably tiny hands Orange Beast dislike. So, here is the serious part, in honor of those murdered and in warning to what hate speech does, the impact it has on the insane.part four…..So, this two piano and strings concerto is atonal, tonal and drone filed down to about 8 to 10 minutes. It has its own particular merit as a dadaist work, but it is also to remind us that the Orange Beast, drunken Alaska lady, stalin, hitler and mussolini each had an impact on the insane and innocent, good people were slaughtered. When you lose respect for life and worship the works of Mammon as property then we are in trouble. Stand up and fight. Whether you compose music, write essays, talk shows, regular discussions, anything. Stand up to hate. Look hate in the eye and tell them you LOVE them and wish them the best of mental health they can afford. I know that I would have been axed right away in the Weirmach whatever as a decadent artist.
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….I composed, played and arranged this piece in honor to the avant gade, surrealist, dadaist movement in Europe at the time when tiny hand hitler, not tiny hands Drump, but I am sure he would find this piece horrific as would his whore wife
Posted 14 minutes ago14 minutes You say at 0:14:

… Especially bi polar schizophrenia types who can change faces and minds in an instant and it is the most frightening thing I have ever experienced. I was less that 10 yards from a black bear in Rocky Crag National Forest Idaho wilderness, just me and a black bear. It stood up. I stood still holding the same smile and fly rod as when he saw me. I did not move. So I’ve been scared before.
Posted 16 minutes ago16 minutes You say at 0:14:part five…so get out your intelligence. Be intelligent. Inspire justice. Let the insane know that they are seeking to destroy not create. FORCE the legisalature to work more than 124 days a year, and that they cannot five themselves raises or insurance benefits without the judgement of the people. Too many are being killed because these idiots in office fail to realize that words are oraganic, words have a life, words are tools of the dark angels and the darkness is upon us all. Fight with your mind. Fight with your Art. Do not wait to be harmed. Be alarmed and take tai chi or some form of martial arts. do not be a target. When people lose respect for life and worship buildings and walls over compassion and humanity then you know you have the very very wrong people running for office. Be the fly on the ass of Ionia. Run them out of America. We have no place for the Orange Beast. We have no place for fascists and stalinists. Be free. Act Free. Live Free.
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Musings and books from a grunty overthinker

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garden ponderings

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Immature poet imitate...but the mature one steal from the depth of the heart

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Lordess

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the poet's billow

a resource for moving poetry

MY TROUBLED MIND

confessions are self-serving

D.H. Glass

Author. Poet.

Sketches from Berlin (& Parts Beyond)

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proletaria

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"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Ps 147:3

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Pen to paper

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Musings and books from a grunty overthinker

Eclipsed Words

Aspire To Inspire

susansflowers

garden ponderings

RhYmOpeDia

Immature poet imitate...but the mature one steal from the depth of the heart

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