Monthly Archive: January, 2017

Around The Bodhi Tree, Verses of A Mirror

Part one of me, myself, remembers past intention. I receive what I am, and I sow of what is given. Organically speaking, I shall ramble on through; pardon my bluntness, but the truth… Continue reading

Welcome, This is A Wheelhouse

Written at pre-show benefit for The Mockingbird Foundation & The Waterwheel Foundation on 12/30/2016 at MSG NYC There is a foundation that ebbs and flies, With the intention of signaling motive within tribe,… Continue reading

*Edit in The Cart

I am here,  I am Alice,  A vision of a tear,  That is alive, That is vacant of fear, I am you, I am me, I am all reprocussive Not a theme, I… Continue reading

Spoken Truism

“The dream falls in heavy on the brink of an early rising moon. The day, soaked in envy for a child fed glory by a spoon, Feeling and open and certain to be,… Continue reading

Whoooo are you?

Underground is the sport that gives, the game the name of reporting shives, Above the trance of forlorn eyes, Is the foam that must choice in disguise, Thank you in all, and thank… Continue reading

Review & Interpretation of Set I: Phish, MSG, 12/28/2016

The energy was palpable at a show nobody could miss. Wookies had flocked to the Madison Square region of New York City for a night that was shaping up to be anything but… Continue reading