Musterbation Can-Can

You must get a wife

You must get a large house

You must get a degree

You must get that six-figure job

You must have 2.1 kids

You must have a 2-car garage

You must have that Europe holiday

You must have an SUV

You must also own a car

You must send you kids to private school

You must eat at the finest restaurants

You must play golf

You must love professional sports

You must belong to exclusive clubs

You must have sex 1.2 times per week

You must attend the opera

You must be politically active

You must pay into charities

You must believe in God

You must go to Church

You must drink too much

You must have a huge debt

You must have a stressed heart

You must die early!

You can reassess your life

You can be an artist

You can cry

You can laugh

You can sing to friends

You can dance

You can eat sensibly

You can exercise smartly

You can take relaxing vacations

You can smell the flowers

You can play with children

You can play with animals

You can read

You can read poetry

You can love a wonderful woman

You can make love with feeling

You can listen with heart and soul

You can enjoy the moonlit night

You can love a sunny warm day

You can love winters white way

You can work for charities

You can listen to birds

You can live simply

You can live long and joyfully!

Walk

Me blind, guide mute, we explore La Verendrye seeking the natural and manmade treasures contained there.  Gravel pathways, sounds of children, squeaky swings, gleeful slides, pea gravel, fresh mown grass, hugged trees (twice), a bench, leaves of every type, smelled flowers.  And we stop.  Guide talks and says what I am thinking.  This spot is special; an essence exists here. My eyes open to the sky near the statue, in the grass, under the trees, where we lay.  

I feel you.

Ink

Nortons Day of Discovery (part iv)

A single drop into cool cold water

A second drop for the raw alter

This ink does pollute this soul

A spiral cloud turns clarity to coal

It spread its tentacles to touch all

Those places linked to that emotional

The heart I know it will shut down

Should not I fight inks battleground

I shall do this open to core my essence

The battle I will take to inks black presence

Add this water cool cold refreshing

Dilute this enemy to my loves blessing

Success it measures wave on wave

These poignant feelings expressive laid

This wash foundation defeats the dark

Cleanse cool cold water wash me stark

Evgeniya Righini-Brand

sWept

Norton’s Day of Discovery (part ii)

It came with such intensity.  A demon had been defeated, a lifetime of darkness and despair suddenly was laid bare.  The puzzle of the label could be solved.

It came with such intensity.  This mind was suddenly clear.  The pain caused by years of cloudy ink suddenly dissipated by clear cool waters.  Craved connection to humanity unexpectedly and easily granted.

It came with such intensity.  A warmth starting as if fused and shot from this belly exploded in this heart sweeping through this body.  Filling every recess of soul with warmth and with light and with connections.

It came with such intensity.  A release felt so little in this lifetime.  The body uncontrolled, wracked by cleansing waves of weeping.  A wonderful dirge of release.  A simple song so difficult for the label to perform.

It came with such intensity.  Again when shared and again when shared and again when written.  This elusive physical gift, paroled from deep in this soul, bringing consciousness, connection, elation, ecstasy... 

It came with such intensity.  A prayer answered.  A blessing received.