And another entry on this topic called LOVE

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Love is knowing your mom is always a phone call away, the alpha and the omega of all of this, seeing through the illusion to the true nature that connects us all, being the gathering with family, having faith, the brightest sun in the hottest desert, the blessing of us all, the mud on my feet, covers it all, honoring it all, to act out with patience-kindness-selflessness, the strength to keep your heart stretched open wide enough so you can step aside and let wholeness in, knowing that you belong, bonding with another on all levels, shouting “We Love You”, thinking with your heart, grace…that which flows into us from the universe and out from us into the universe, an open hand extended with glad fingers, living awake in a moment, listening with your whole being, pure and divine, the promotion of life, making beautiful harmony, true appreciation, life’s motive, being a friend no matter what, centered-ness extending into connection, thinking of someone every day, my soul with no control, wonderful, letting go of your prejudices and being free to comfort anyone, the foundation for family, connecting humanity to the world, being nice even when you don’t feel like it, the non-blinking eye looking at another, empowered by the Light of Life, doing something…not talking about it, energy moving, transcendental and awe inspiring, makes you whole, respect, riding the wave of pure truth, grokking everything that is, and really wanting to have the last cookie but letting someone else have it.

Love makes our hearts beat in unison, peace and tranquility, how a person understands their intimate living connection to all of creation, patience, flow, the Breath of Spirit, the willingness to stay present with our experience, willingness to be fully there, courage, Holy, acceptance of constant change, using your heart to hear love, always coming from a place of compassion, and the freedom to be vulnerable and let your guard down.

Love is leaving your guitar under your tarp because it is raining after breaking a string…and coming back and not only is your guitar there…but your string has been replaced.

Love is affection you never forget, remembering wherever you are someone is thinking of you, an undeterred stirring of beautiful minds, the rainbow, tasting spiritual ecstasy at every moment, and food for the soul.

Lust is selfish and love is selfless.

Love is having a green heart, the selfless act of giving yourself to someone and everyone, dancing with your soul open and free, oneness-realization…internal experience of deep deep knowing all of this is one divine organism, makes hard things seem easy and problems more workable, all cosmic beings enjoying acceptance and divine truth, mutual recognition and appreciation, letting out vivacious exuberance, ego-less, home, summer rain in the fields, without fear, being able to give up control, being ever connected with someone, something, and everything while still being free, the presence you feel when you are alone and you still feel whole, exists in everything.

Love is our original instructions.

Love is everything – without it there would be nothing.

Love is my seventeen-month year old daughters’ innocent eyes and beautiful smile…I knew she loved me before I gave her any reason to. Love is the cure-all medicine, and the blissful we all feel when we all feel when our life is in harmony with the Divine.

Love is all…when love becomes One Love…there is no separation: all possibilities become one possibility: which is only love…and thus duality is non-duality.

Love is empathy, when taking on the world is a piece of cake, reminding each other of how beautiful we are, trust in glorious companionship with the Divine and one another, attention to detail, 1 Corinthians 13.

Love is comfortably soft wombish warm and sexlectic.

Love is unlimited unconditional Divine Rainbow.

Love is external reflection of the beauty inside all creation large and small, different for everybody…but fundamentally the same…

Love is the spirit that moves in all things and binds us together.

Love is family, kindness, Mother Earth.

Love in unconditional.


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[What is love? Please send your words to Rev. Peter Buck Reynolds at infinitelove@excite.com

These words maybe lovingly and freely distributed. We love you.

Chicago 1940

"I Know Two Cities Named: Chicago"

There is a strange gap, resting
between the world + the waters that
made my body, and
the clouds + world that create my longings

I walk up to the edge of the void
you, sweet dark city, wait for me there
pushing your self out onto old dreams,
just beyond the perimeter.
With my memories well sharpened
I push inward their blade
+ open my ribcage. Showcasing:
Blood, Bones, Lungs, Colors
My colors begin to spin faster
and all burns hot white light.
- I cannot sustain -
Even mere moments of the cosmic wear me down

I walk to the edge of the waters,
and watch strangers swim
out into that vast ebbing world
that I can only ever pretend
to know

And forever after and ever again.

Things are nice.
Lets see how this goes today...

(It went very well)

Been to busy to post in the last few days. Posts will resume shortly.

You think the world owes you...

Love is...

[Transcribed by me]

Love is:
(Gathered from many sisters and brothers in the forests of Pocahontas County, West Virginia)

Love is blossoming into the full spectrum of rainbow vibrations inside your heart, the connections between, enjoying life and being excellent to one another, a family that you can share life with, a gift to be given, a river of living water that comes down from heaven above, a seed that goes into a tree connected to the root inside of you, kind and beautiful, the hands of the Lord wrapped around you, knowing that you are not just friends but that you are family, trading your sister’s shoes for your own because they were giving her blisters…and then getting blisters yourself, a positive share of enlightenment, an open mind and an open heart, when you are always good to yourself…it shows you how to treat everyone else, acceptance, an unconditional feeling that all is forgiven, constantly changing your perception in order to accept self and others unconditionally, when you look up to a smiling day…knowing life in its wonderment, laying your life down for your friends, and placing your deepest trust in the Great Spirit.

Love is not simply for things or ideas or even people…love is to accept both the adversity and the harmony…the defects and the perfections…the ephemeral and the permanent…the ignorant and the enlightened…all implicit in the symphony of our existence

Love is an ineffable effulgence, the most powerful thing in the universe, Creation, growth from the crack in the void, the ripple of time can only be understood with heart and feeling, being kind in life, the fabric that holds us together, and trust.

Love is everything, it is infinite and finite duality…the only force that unites everything in everyway.

Love is patience and honesty, free and infinity abundant. Love is tenderness, the highest form of creation experiencing itself, to be beautifully and wholly bound to something.

Love is to be a mother.

Love is recognizing each other by looking at each other’s eyes, perfect, to bear another’s burdens, God, on the tips of our tongues, the sustenance of the soul, the key emotion that can saves a species, overcoming the want for materialism and finding peace, not to be owned but shared, here and now, stillness in ever flowing water, opening up and surrendering to the divine, realizing that there is no God, bowing to all being great and small – seen and unseen, and always being able to find happiness…it will follow you and spread…overcoming the negativity around you.

Love is that luscious tickle inside your head, and happens when the ego goes…and the spirit can manifest its expressions into and through the human mind. Wisdom is the fruit of love.

Love is committing yourself to love everyone, not wanting to change you, being here in this moment, being present with all your relations, the eternal orgasm, the quintessence of the universe, that overwhelming rush that fills you, whenever you hug a friend, or give a gift, or see Mother Gaia, bear her beauty before you, respecting the earth, faith, patience, the eternal connection between the super-soul and God, blessing life and everyone with the best most transcendental part of yourself, and the music of angels playing on the harp of our hearts.

Love heals, transcends, nurtures, and shines in the magic of our most high inner selves.

Love is the diffusion of self – the merging into the realm of the other, be now.

Love is a stranger who helps you and asks nothing in return, melting in bliss…absolutely healed…home, the direction away from fear, freedom from yourself, freedom to be yourself, service to others without thought of self, following your intuition, enthusiastic, the bliss you will find…love in a kiss, looking at creation and seeing its beauty, allowing, consistency against obstacles, non-judgmental forgiving, resonance with everyone and everything, peace and contentment, the most important essence in our existence, with each other, the understanding that we are all the same, sharing everything you have with your heart through your hand, a magic happy dance covered in the sauce of time, the joy of creation, taking time in the morning to find beauty in the dew of a spider’s web to the sweet beauty of a sleeping child.

Love is sharing your own beauty with others, the utmost understanding and appreciation of what surrounds us, being safe within a group, the need to take care of someone else, the ability to open your heart to other people, welcome home, when your lady gets her your car impounded and you stay with her anyways, when two people can be in complete silence and are content, love makes life beautiful.

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Things to think about at future ventures:

“We talk far too much. We should talk less and draw more. I personally should like to renounce speech altogether and, like organic Nature, communicate everything I have to say in sketches. That fig tree, this little snake, the cocoon on my window sill quietly awaiting its future – all these are momentous signatures.”


A person able to decipher their meaning properly would soon be able to dispense with the written or the spoken word altogether. The more I think of it, there is something futile, mediocre, even (I am tempted to say) foppish about speech. By contrast, how the gravity of Nature and he silence startle you, when you stand face to face with her, undistracted, before a barren ridge or in the desolation of ancient hills. (Goethe)

There is something I know, that I am not remembering....

I was on a certain thought process in the fall, and I had lost sight of it. But now, in the warmer mad months the idea comes back to me. It's somewhat difficult to explain, so I'll tell a little story to attempt to give it a visualization.
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Last year at the burn, the wonderful Kerry Taylor, was working on the Big Rig Jig.

She had told me on the phone that there were going to be two rooms inside the trucks in which you could crawl into. So when the sculpture was opened, I climbed on up, and I got to the first room in the lower fuel container. There was a group of 6 or 8 people sitting in there talking. We talked for awhile, and then I asked if anyone had been to the higher level. One of them women told me "there was no higher level" and continued on talking, and another person told me "not to climb over there, it was dangerous and not meant to go on". After contemplating for a few minutes, I climbed over to the 'edge' and looked up. Sure enough, there was another room up there with 3 people in it. The others from the lower room were distracted, and I pulled myself up into the room.

It made me think about how readily people are to believe that, "there is nothing up there," before they ever even really check. I wonder about all this in regards to mental ability. What can we do with our minds? I'm not sure.
But I think there have been extraordinary people on this planet, that have known there was an upper room, and while everyone else was distracted they climbed on up, and got an amazing view of reality from it.

How do you get there? Where is the map? I don't know. The only reason I found the upper room on the sculpture was because someone else, who had already been there, told me about it. Without knowing there was more, I could not have wanted that more. So I struggle to find who has truly been to those places "up there", and how I can follow....but maybe following isn't the best way. Maybe I need to cut through the forests of my interior alone.